Max Mayfield Season 3 Novels & Stories

“I didn’t know where else to go.” He hesitates, and it feels real. Like he knows I shouldn’t be here, but he doesn’t want me to leave. “Come in.” Shane leads me into the living room and guides me to sit on the same cushion I’d just occupied. Even though I know the name of this game, I still shift a little nervously as he takes the spot right next to me, his knees bumping into mine. He gives me a concerned look. “Tell me what’s going on.” “Max and I are done.” My breath catches in my throat, but I push on. “I, uh, I found him with his secretary. It’s over. The wedding is off. The whole nine yards.”

“You’ll always have us. And tonight, there’ll be wolves from all the alliance packs. They always bring their newly-shifted for these ceremonies to help them find their mates. You have to stay close to the packhouse, okay?” He leans forward, hopeful… then scrunches his nose and sticks out his tongue. “Oh, I hope it’s not a girl. I wouldn’t know what to do with her. Like, emotionally? Yes. Physically? Babe, I’d cry.” The entire car—guards included—loses it. The driver’s wiping tears from his eyes, May’s cackling, and even Caden is laughing under his breath like he can’t stop it. It’s the best part of Max. He’s huge—bigger than Ryan, even—and built like a warrior, but when he talks, he’s all sa

Felicia was pregnant, and they were married, despite the fact that she wasn't thought to be a good fit for Max. Max's image would undoubtedly suffer if rumors of his seeing another lady began to circulate. Felicia followed Miranda into the vehicle as it arrived at Oakridge Estate. When she discovered Max at home, she was shocked. He didn't go out with Andrea today. Rather, he was reading a book while relaxing on the couch in casual clothing. Max looked up, his expression as impenetrable as usual, as Miranda and Felicia entered. Miranda approached him and gave him the check-up paperwork.

How useless can I be? Max felt agitated that he couldn’t do anything. He paced up and down the living room, peeking out the window from time to time to check if anyone was out there. An hour or two later, his phone rang, it was Sebastian, ‘Your sister got away from her kidnappers and is on her way to her parent’s place. Are you guys still there? Wait for her and lock all the doors just in case they follow her and attempt to take her or Celine again.’ ‘Yes!’ Max rejoiced. ‘We’re waiting at their house,’ he answered.

"He has good reason to be protective about things like this! Do you want to get raped by your cousin?! If he didn't know then he would continue to hand Luciano all his loyalty until something really bad happened." I folded my arms and scowled. "That's the 'I know he's right but I'm not going to admit it' face," Max said with a smirk. "One of your favourites." "Shut up," I grumbled. He smiled to himself in amusement. "I'm gonna get to see Milly!" He squealed suddenly out of the blue. "After three years I'm going to get to see her!" he added pulling me into a tight hug. "Max?" I asked.

"Didn't say anything." "They rarely do." Emrys rolled over onto their back and stretched. "That's Adrian and Elián. They're in third year. Rich, gorgeous, never alone. I mean that literally — I don't think I've ever seen them apart. Creepy twins kind of vibe, but hot enough to get away with it." "People always talk about them?"

, Max replied, "I won't regret once I have decided and I won't decide if I regret it" "Just like your father"…Leila smiled, as she told Max to leave with her henchmen and he would be contacted later for his mission and be informed of what to do, following which, Max was escorted (blindfolded) back to where he was picked from and later had to make an excuse at the shop that he went to help his (imaginary) friend who was in trouble and got delayed by 3 hours due to it. After getting lectured by his aunt for his sudden disappearance, Max completed his shop duties and went back to face his mom (another round of lecture) as he ate dinner and laying down on the bed, he thought of today's revelatio

She sniffled and leaned dramatically into Blake's arms like the victim in a tragedy. To anyone watching, it looked like I was the villain. But they seemed to forget that this entire competition was being broadcast live. Every move I made was right there in front of everyone. Before I could say anything, Carl clapped, breaking the silence. "You two are really something else. Did you forget this was a live broadcast?" He pointed toward the big screen above the crowd and added, "Since you're accusing Clara of trying to kill you, let's roll back the footage and see exactly what happened."

I see why max is always upset.All my ex's,everywhere we go .I never thought being a player could affect someone you love when you settle down.I'm going to make it up to him.I'm going to show him that I only love him and I'm going to tell Michael to back off.I really love max,I can't imagine my life with out him because I wouldn't go back to dating the whole school.

Max looked down at his plate. Sarah studied them for another moment. Then she sighed. "Fine." She returned to her food. But the suspicion remained. ---------------------- Later that night, Nate found Max outside on the porch. The moon was bright. Max was sitting on the steps. Nate stood beside him. "You heard Mom." "Yeah." "She's suspicious." "Of what?" Nate looked at him. "Us." Max smiled. "Maybe she's right." Nate's heart skipped. "Max." "What?"