Max X David Lemon Novels & Stories

“That’s right, Captain. We can’t beat Max Lane. Let’s just figure out a way to avoid him.” Jordan grunted coldly as he listened to his teammates discuss this. Avoid Max Lane? Max Lane was now UN Club’s secret weapon, and he was a mid-laner. That wily, old fox, Felix, would figure out a way to expand Max’s influence. He would never let Max back out of the tournament. With such a good player like Max, Felix would keep using him in tournaments! Even the audience was cheering Max all the way. The Great Maximus. Hah!

“It’s the third day, David. Your interest is now six hundred million. Add that to the original amount, and you owe me 1.4 billion. When am I getting my money back?” The middle-aged obese man had a nasty look. David groaned in pain on the floor. He begged repeatedly. “P-Please, Maximus. Have mercy on me. I don’t have money.” “What?!” Maximus was enraged. He stood up and stomped on David with his foot. “Why did you gamble then? What were you thinking when you borrowed from us?” David was in excruciating pain. Thea went to Majestic Corporation but did not manage to see James. Disappointed, she returned home. Before she even entered the house, she heard someone wailing in pain inside.

Leo even refuse to use the elevator as the bar was upstairs, he dragged Maxi down the stairs and smiled in satisfaction when he heard Maxi begged. " Please Leo, we can work this out. Work with me and I will give you riches beyond your expectations." Leo laughed, he yanked the handcuff on Maxi's leg. " You can never buy me Maxi, I worth more than you can ever imagine. I am a mafia boss, that alone should be a reminder to your dull brain." Zoey ran to meet Leo when he got downstairs, she crouched down in front of Maxi and slapped his face.

Noah David looked glamorous in a green leather jacket, polo, and trousers. It seemed I was on the late side since the room was filled up by the time I came. David couldn't come over; he had only called to know if I was still coming, and I didn't want to disappoint, and so I did. But to my surprise, on getting there, Max was there; he had clearly beaten me to the race. Always on my neck, and successful at making me snap at the slightest provocation.

I ask curiously. Max shrugs, “I asked Paul to pick us up some food. He got the pistachio lemon tart just for you.” Max sits next to me, “Would you like to eat something?” I shake my head. Max pulls me into his lap then leans back. I find myself pushing closer to him. “It’s over now, kitten. I will never let anyone hurt you. The only thing I fear losing in this world is you. I’m never going to let that happen,” Max says in a soothing voice as he light strokes my back.

I started walking away and he followed me " Always .What happened ? " I stood by my car door and opened the car . " I'm kinda getting Dexter vibes from Max . He called to schedule lunch and now he cancelled our plans to go hang with the guys , because he found out that we work together. The club can't afford a psychologist yet . " " I know. Thats why I like working with you as a sounding board.We make a great team. " " I know but Max is giving me Shrek vibes too . "

“That sounds like garbage, I’m sorry to say. Did you hit your head along your way here, geezer?” ‌ Leonard patted David's shoulder reassuringly. "Remember, my dear boy, you are an actor and you are acting right now. The role you’re in is one trying to gain the Crimson Witch’s trust. And that foul mouth of yours would never accomplish that task." ‌ David turned to Leonard, his brows furrowed with concern. "Leonard, I was born with this mouth. Stop beating around the bush and just tell me, what should I do?" he asked, his voice tinged with a touch of uncertainty.

Daniela said excitedly. Liam smiled broadly before finally entering the chat. "Sorry, I just told mom about the first rebellion you did this afternoon, Max." Thrashing. Apparently, the sentence was deliberately Liam chose to make the moment that happened as fast as lightning, this afternoon, as something he needed to give a highlight. As a marker on something, he considers important, such as when he marks a paragraph that he thinks is important and interesting. "Just continue. I can count on you the most, Liam." Maxine threw her warm smile at her brother, before finally turning her eyes to Daniela who was still waiting for her answer.

Helena let those two words slip out of her mouth so painfully obvious that I wanted to wrap my arms around her and kiss her till she forgot this day ever existed. Jeremy looked between Lillian and us. "I'm going to go take care of that issue. Lezelle, can you make sure everyone still has the time of their lives. We'll be down shortly." I held Helena's hand and we both started walking. "Hold on!" I turned around to find Jeremy trying to catch up. I continued to walk until we all reached inside and I saw Dave strapped to a chair, clearly struggling. Jeremy's eyes went wide and he looked at me like I was some sort of murderer.

Leo’s eyes scanned the room, quickly finding the man in question—a wiry figure hunched over a laptop in the corner, oblivious to the fact that his evening was about to take a sharp turn. Leo approached, his steps slow and deliberate. Without warning, Leo reached out and slammed Drexel’s laptop shut, the sudden action causing the reporter to jolt back in his chair. “What the—?” Drexel started, but his words were cut off when Leo grabbed him by the front of his shirt and yanked him to his feet. “Max Drexel,” Leo said, his voice low, but laced with a dangerous edge. “We need to talk.” Panic flashed across Max’s face as he took in Leo’s cold, piercing gaze. “I-I don’t know who you think you are,