Max Talent Player Novels & Stories

’ Tamara smirks. My mind spirals as the taunts continue all around me. I steel myself refusing to give them the satisfaction of one single tear. ‘She’s supposed to be the daughter of Alpha Maximus, a powerful Lycan and Alpha,’ A voice echoes. ‘Yet, he created a worthless freak! He mustn’t be as powerful as they say he is.’ Another says.

The Alphas at the tournament won’t hold back either. Maxim is the toughest opponent I have ever encountered, besides Alpha Menno. He has no significant weak points, no flaws. His technique, speed and strength are exceptional. Although Alphas are genetically superior to others by nature, Maxim is on another level among all the Alpha heirs I have ever seen. I didn’t get out much, and I haven’t seen other Alphas fight, but you can just tell by his aura. He trains hard for it though. He deserves all the credit he is getting.

And Cole is his guardian, the role of the guardian consist of helping him and tell him what to do just like a beta but a beta is more like a second leader, Giovanni isn't fully a beta since he's only 16 so Cole is acting as a beta for now on. At 18, Max will finally be the alpha of the werewolves and also the head of the council because he's the wolf that has a certain dominant character and a special power. At the age of 15, he was able to control all the power he received from the MoonGoddess. He was able to do psychokinesis (to move objects with his mental effort alone), telepathy with werewolves other than his pack members and lastly the most important is that he can heal people in a few

My best finder. "I need you to find out everything about a player," I said when he answered. “His name is Alonso, Number 47. Edinburgh Raptors, background, everything. And I need it today." "Already on it," Maxwire said. "Saw the game. That kid was incredible. Too incredible for someone who should be a nobody? I started running checks the moment he stepped on the ice." Good. "And?" I demanded.

It was a name given based on the speed and destruction of a meteor crashing onto a planet. “You’re one to talk. Even at your age, I didn’t have such strength. Peak of Profound Realm at such a young age. You’re definitely the most talented person in the Universe. I don’t care what others say about Max. There’s no way he’s ever catching up to you.”

Maxwell sighed, sitting beside me. “They reached out. For some reason, you were picked. It didn’t make sense at first, but then the benefits… you’ll get everything you want. You’ll be playing on the biggest team. Your brother’s health will be taken care of by your husband. Everything you want is finally within reach. Call this a damn miracle, man—but this is it. Are you really going to throw it away over just three years?” He made sense. Especially now, with the deep debt I was in… and with Tyler.

I snap. “The point,” he says, swirling his drink, “is that I’m glad you lost. Maybe now you’ll quit chasing useless dreams and focus on something that actually matters. You were never meant to be a star athlete, Tae. You were born to inherit power. Not chase balls like a dog.” His words are so casual. So dismissive. And something inside me snaps. I take a step forward, placing my hand on the island. “You think this is about soccer?” He doesn’t respond. Just watches me.

Max smirks slyly, a hint of a smirk at the corner of his mouth, and then looks back at a fuming Piper. "If my vocabulary serves me correctly," Max continues as he tosses the crushed can into a nearby bucket and leans back on the couch again, "that doesn't make her what you're calling her. If anything, it makes her a player. A damn good one at that." He shoots me a quick wink before returning his gaze to Piper. "I can vouch for her." Yup. Max Blackwell is now at the top of my list. Sorry, Ryder.

“I don’t know what happened between us too, he changes his mind so often it is giving me whiplash. I don’t want to get a bad reputation, and definitely don’t want people to think I got on the squad because of anything other than I earned it.” “You have earned it, and besides Max wasn’t even there went we decided to put you on the squad. Look, I know the guy, he doesn’t play with women feelings, he usually is very straight forward with what he wants and he never crosses a line. I told him you’re like my sister and he is not backing off, so that either means he doesn’t give a shit about the alliance, which is very unlikely, or two he likes you but is just a bit messed up in the head and can’t

He took a sharp breath and said in a low voice, “Max might have a chance if his opponent were an ordinary gamer, but it’s this guy.” “Is he a really good player?” Eva asked curiously, and Felix nodded. “He's very good. He’s ranked quite high on the club’s list as a top player. The only hope we have right now is that he'll pick a character he isn't that familiar with and choose to focus on the team tournament instead.” To club players, team victories are the most important. Individual tournaments were considered a warm-up for them. No one would want to expose their abilities and best-used characters before the team tournament. Take Max, for example. He did not play mid immediately but chose t