Max Wolfe Novels & Stories

"Do not worry, Hamilton, my wolf is not that fragile. I am real grateful to Jerome for bringing my name to the elders and giving me this big chance. How could I mind his rough tongue?" Hamilton smiles big and runs up the stone steps to catch up with Jerome's long legs. Carllo links his arm right through mine, leaning his head close to my ear to whisper real low. "To tell you the truth, Lanka, I never saw any wolf who can kill a happy mood fast like that badass Andrew Wolfe, except for the big leader of the Madden Group. He is Andrew's biggest arch-enemy in the north woods." I look at Carllo, feeling real surprised. "An arch-enemy?"

way too weird. I didn’t have long to dwell on it. An older gentleman with a head of silver hair and a smile that didn’t quite reach his piercing blue eyes materialized at my side. “My dear! You made it!” he boomed, grabbing my hands before I could react. He leaned in and kissed me on both cheeks. His skin smelled like expensive cologne and old parchment. “I am Charles Wolfe. We are so delighted you could honor us with your presence.” So, this was the big boss wolf.

“It’s… complicated.” “Complicated means hot,” she says, eyes sparkling. “It’s Damien Wolfe,” I mutter. Maya gasps so hard I’m afraid she might choke. “Mr. Penthouse?! Mr. Tall, dark, ruined-your-womb-with-a-glance Damien Wolfe?!” I groan. “You make it sound worse.” She grabs a pillow and clutches it dramatically. “Girl, you are playing with the kind of fire that burns souls. That man is a volcano in a suit.”

A man who is strong and trustworthy… It will be fair if the strongest becomes the leader. “Your grandson, you mean? - The strongest. There was silence. But the wolf inside of me is tensing up, which means that Reed's wolf is at its limit. A wave of pressure reached me as well. I could almost feel the old man's wolf trembling.

It felt weird, having so close on a daily basis but not really speaking to him, but he was giving me the space he told me he would give me, so I couldn’t complain about that. I had my head down, carrying in with the work Toby had set for the class, but Sophie kept nudging me. I tried to ignore it as much as I could but it was really starting to bug me. ‘What?!’ ‘Mr Wolfe is staring at you’. I just rolled my eyes and shook my head at her... And then waited for her to continue on with her own work before I stole a look up at him... And sure enough, he was. I looked away quickly again, but couldn’t help the little smile that crept onto my lips. ‘He’s so hot’. Sophie whispered again. I just look

The name hit me like a physical shock, clearing the alcohol from my brain instantly. Adrian Wolfe. The CEO of Wolfe Enterprises. The man who had spent the last three years systematically crushing Daniel’s family business in the market. Daniel’s greatest rival. "You’re joking," I whispered. "I never joke about business." He held my gaze, his eyes intense. "And right now, you are the best business opportunity I’ve seen all year." "What do you want?" He didn't blink. "Marry me. Let's give them something real to cry about."

Seeing that Robert had been loaded into the police car, Selina turned her gaze and noticed the policewoman's words. “What did you say?” The police officer usually is very short-tempered, but she tries her best to be patient today. If it weren't for Selina's clothes covered in blood, she would have been angry a long time ago. "Hebe, did you get the information?" A deep male voice rang out. The policewoman named Hebe immediately smiled brightly, "Captain Wolfgang." When Selina heard the name "Wolfgang" she had an unusual reaction "Wolf walking?"

Then a fitting black leather shoes to match. All these while, Maxwell felt his inner wolf suggesting what to wear but as usual he had always shut him off. In his words, “You don’t suppose to know more than I do, do you? Now, stay calm and watch me do this like the upper man that I am.” His wolf would just growl and snap back to silence. 5:30pm At exactly five’ thirty pm, Maxwell was all dolled up and ready to hit the road. Expensive perfumes and deodorant oozed richly from his body that the female servants kept gushing as he walked to his car. He got in and drove off.

That would enable her to stow the money away safely. She didn't share the information wirh Jackson although they had no secrets between them and the latter understood her. Jackson was one with a soft will. Any little pressure applied and he'd fall like a pack of cards. Lucia's opinion of his will was confirmed on the day of the robbery. The girl called Mitchell had only pressured him for less than three minutes and he was ready to blow the trumpet. Lucia couldn't risk herself and her job telling such a person the code to the safe lest he revealed it under slight pressure. She wondered how such a person could be a werewolf.

To Alex, he said, “You have five minutes.” Alex nodded acceptance and thanks before Logan spun on a heel and left the room, closing the door behind him. I was left alone in a room with a stranger. I tried not to fidget nervously as I clung to the facade of calm. I couldn’t let him know how unnerved I was to be stuck here talking to him. “So,” Alex began. “The Silverwolf has been found at last.” Chills ran down my spine, and I stiffened in shock. “How did you know?” I asked curtly.