Max Mayfield Season 3 Novels & Stories

Well, technically, the three of you and the entire UP football team, but sure, go ahead. Well, Buffy, you have a point there. "And you also said you'd drop the attitude a long time ago, but here we are, two years later, and some things haven't changed," Max calmly retorts. This proves to be the last straw for Piper. She starts gathering her things in a hurry. "I hope you realize the mistake you're making," Piper warns Max as she reaches the front door. And, if her Broadway-worthy performance wasn't dramatic enough, she glances back over her shoulder and adds, "you'll be begging me to come back, Max Blackwell."

He had me cornered, and he knew it. “You’re a bastard,” I hissed, my voice trembling with anger. “That’s not the response I’m looking for,” Max said, leaning back in his chair. “I want to hear you say that you’re in. That you’ll do whatever it takes to destroy Richard Garrison and Tammie’s relationship.” I stared at him, my jaw clenched so tightly it hurt. It was written all over my face…I was furious, trapped, and helpless. Max had played his cards perfectly, and I had no choice but to play along.

"Excuse me?" "Nothing," Maxwell said with false innocence. "Just sharing a thought." Gabriel gave his friend a sharp look in the rearview mirror. "Max, we talked about this. You gave your word you would be polite." "I am being polite," Maxwell answered. "I am sitting quietly in the back like a good little babysitter." I turned back around in my seat, looking straight ahead and trying to ignore the fact that my life had officially become a terrible TV show. A really bad TV show where nothing made sense and everyone was either insane or horrible.

Flight 254 to Miami, two seats side-by-side—our first real vacation together in ages. I’m Ariana Carter, and I've been married to Misha for three years. We’ve been passionate from the start, though lately he’s been distant—CEO duties at Carter Tech demand everything from him. I’ve put my career on hold to support him, to build a family, and now, three years later, we’re still in love…and still hoping for that miracle. “Wait…” I frowned, scrolling. “Just give me a minute.” A man behind me groaned, waving his ticket. “Get outta line! We’re gonna miss the flight!”

— Richard Wright. Richard walks to the stage, receiving an affectionate hug from Filomena who passes the microphone to him. She walks away, letting Richard start his emotional speech. But I don’t pay attention to anything he says, I stare at Filomena who avoids looking at me. X approaches her and tries to whisper something in her ear, which causes her to leave the stage in the middle of Richard’s speech, which does not understand what is happening. I smile in his direction trying to reassure him, my will is to leave behind her, but what would be the use? Everything is already lost.

Scott asks, pulling me out of my reverie. I look down at myself before realizing that they’re staring at my cheeks. “No,” They laugh. “Yeah right. Look at those red cheeks!” James laughs harder. “We should get dressed quickly and head out. Max is probably waiting for us.” I know she told me not to kiss her, but anytime I get to spend with her makes me happy. “Max went back to work. She said she had something to do.” Scott informs me. “Oh…” My excitement drops. I guess she wanted to avoid me after the bathroom debacle.

“That’s right. It’s nice to see you making friends with 3D people. But honestly, Jamie, a study session first thing in the morning is a bit much. Tell me, Max—have you seen him at any parties?” Max looked at Jamie, pretending to think for a second before answering with a straight face. “I definitely saw him at one party.” Jamie’s parents looked pleased. Max added smoothly, “Though I can’t really talk. I’m a total gaming nerd myself.” His mom and dad finished eating. His dad put an arm around his mom, rubbing gentle circles on her waist. They looked disgustingly in love, as always. Jamie muttered, “For the hundredth time, can you not grope each other while I’m trying to eat?”

But today, the two men had suddenly escaped, leaving Jeff and Law frustrated. Max knew about Cylo and Ivo because Jeff and Law had told him. In fact, a few days ago, Jeff and Law invited him on a triple date to show off their partners—Cylo and Ivo—to him. But it seemed like the triple date would have to be postponed. Max finally sat down next to Jeff. “So, what are you going to do after this, Jeff?” Jeff looked at Max next to him and shook his head. “Nothing... he left me, Max... he left me for the fourth time... it's all over...”

Amanda said anxiously, "Max, what should we do now? Will the press conference continue?" "Without the butcher, do you still have to eat pigs with fur?" Max glanced at Amanda coldly and said, "Go on." "Yes," Amanda respectfully went to the front to prepare. Max went to the waiting room and sat for a moment, and sent Amy a message: "Did your third brother go back? Did he embarrass you?" Amy replied after three minutes: "Max Brother, I'm fine. Don't worry." Max was relieved. He got up and came to the press conference.

’ She could not bear the consequences of losing Lil Three! She looked at him and said, "It's not fair for you..." Maxwell quickly waved his hand and responded, "It's okay, I think it's fine! Lil Three is my child, and I should do something for them. At present, I don't have a girlfriend, so I have nothing to lose pretending to be your boyfriend." "That might interfere with you finding a girlfriend—" "I've said that I don't want to get a girlfriend in the short term. I have Jaybie and Lune, and I’ll have Lil Three in the future, so I’m happy!" Maxwell interrupted her before she could finish speaking.