Max The Mighty Novels & Stories

“Mr. Max, you have taken the enemy prisoner and are ready to execute them again?” “Yes, I'm ready, that's part of my life.” Max Anderson is a young werewolf who is most feared, sinister, and famous for always giving no mercy to all of his enemies or the rebels. He executed someone with pleasure and satisfaction. To keep fighting enemies and eliminating them is part of Max's life. He never looked at anyone as his enemy, weak or strong, rich or poor, if that person became his enemy he would immediately eliminate him.

Maxwell recounted the whole thing in detail. He spoke truthfully about Zerin, Arthur, and the ambrosia, not omitting anything. “Arthur... I didn’t expect him to come to Petalonia too.” Andrius could not help but shiver when he heard Maxwell’s story. That guy was definitely a challenging opponent. Furthermore, the strength of the eighth Divine Step was not to be underestimated. He was not easy to deal with. “Young friend, who are you and why did you come to Petalonia?” Maxwell asked in return.

"Why is it only now you voice out your opinion Max we are in this together, aren't we? you are my best buddy since we nade it out of Mackenzie's mansion." "I know how you suffered, your hungry to get back to the people who oppressed you. I don't want to get in your way or influence your decision." Max may be a fierce opponent when it comes to hand to hand combat. he is also an excellent marksman. He also good in making plans and strategies . But what is big about him is his heart. He is the most gentliest person she met next only to his father, Kyle's half brother Kiel. "Will you help me arraige a meeting with her?" After Rachel heard about his attachment with the person she considered her r

Axel asked confusingly. “They are big engines that fly. People in Agustus and other rich and developed countries use them to travel to somewhere far.” “Whoa, it looks amazing!” Axel exclaimed. “King Daniel is that rich?” Lucian nodded. “He is one of the richest and most powerful kings in the world. I admire him a lot.” “You should ask him for advice now that you are a king too.” “Yes, you are right.” “Be my prince, Andry.” Andry widened his eyes and covered his mouth with surprise.

Suddenly Max's heart became very empty, He enjoyed that view, ''Was this all real that I really saw a woman or it's just an illusion. Then he made his poker face again because for him that beautiful show was over but "Whoever is if she exists I will find her for sure''. Max thought to himself. Max Jackson is 27 years old, the one and only Crown Prince of Jackson Enterprise. Jackson's enterprise held a large amount of business all over the world. They own bars, and hotels all over the world and they even invested their money in the entertainment industry but tragically his parents died in a car accident almost 7 years ago .....

Carlos holds my wrist and then says: — So, what do you think? — Dangerous, but wonderful. - I answer smiling at him. — Great, but what did you think of the place? - Asks Carlos putting a wrinkle in the middle of my forehead. — It’s magnificent... it’s worth a million seven hundred thousand euros. - I answer observing the environment.— I would love to live in such a place. — I also liked it... looks like home. - Comments Carlos admiring the room. — A home of a million euros. - Reinforcement biting my lips.

Max shrugged and plays dumb, "No one know. He must be a man who full with a secret." "And might be the strongest human being." She whispered but he can hear it. "Why?" "Because the members were exceptional! Hugo can jump from the second floor right after he wakes up and you can do that magic too. Move from a different place in a flash!" Max's heart feeling a bit flutters, "Heh, you might be right. He must be a great man." "It's so rare to hear your compliment about another man." Max smiles and open the door to let Cecilia comes in.

Too… unlike himself. “Uncle Killian, look! I built a whole fortress!” Max held up a shaky tower of blocks, his grin wide. Killian clapped his hands like the boy had just solved world peace. “That’s incredible, Max. You’ve got an engineer’s brain.” Mex puffed his little chest. “I helped him! I made the walls stronger so it won’t fall.” Killian bent down and ruffled Mex’s hair. “Of course you did. The strategist. You’re sharp, just like your mother.”

On the day I started the job, the offer letter in my hand told a different story than the one I'd been promised. A million dollars a year had turned into three thousand dollars a month, printed in black and white. I looked up. "This isn't what we agreed on." The HR rep just smiled. "Ease into it first. We'll talk about a raise once you're off probation." I picked up the pen and signed. On the day of the signing ceremony, Mr. Pyatt was riding high. He turned to his assistant. "Has the money from the co-investment funds cleared yet?" I slid the offer letter, the one with "$3,000 a month" printed on it, gently across the table until it sat in the middle. "Mr. Pyatt, that $970,000 you save

He turned around and left the room. I turned to my right to find Draco staring at me with a questioning look. “Who’s Max?” He’d not taken my warning seriously, for he invaded my mind once again with his question. I let out a sigh, looking away from him. “He’s a member of this pack. Max is Miles’ best friend and the second-best enforcer in the pack. He handles all external affairs for the pack and is always on the road,” I said, all in one breath through the mind link.