Max X David Novels & Stories

To his right sat Charles Dickson, Max's father—stiff-backed and reserved, and beside him, Martha Dickson, Max's stepmother—impeccably dressed, her smile polite but calculated. Ryder, Max's stepbrother, was already there. He lounged in his chair with the careless confidence of a man accustomed to getting away with too much—CEO by title, arrogance by habit. His eyes flickered towards me the moment I entered, lingering in a way that made my skin prickle. The moment Max noticed, his jaw tightened imperceptibly. David arose slowly when Max and I approached. “So, finally,” David said, his voice carrying authority. “I get to behold my boy after a very long time.”

Max says kindly to David. “It’s quite all right, Alpha Max. I completely understand and agree. He’s been charging at the mind barrier for some time now. It’s tiring, please ask your questions,” David says to Max. This is surreal. I’m looking at and hearing Alpha Charles. Only it’s David talking to us.

I replied to Jordan and ruffled his hair again before I said goodbye to him. "Alpha Michael, "Jordan called me again and I glance at him with a raised brow. "Hmm?" "I'm not eating vegetables," Jordan said smirking and then he quickly ran back to his room. I just shook my head smiling softly as I walk towards the penthouse. As I was walking near the penthouse, I can't help but frown when I saw Maddox–my beta or second-in-command, pacing back and forth at the door. Maddox is in charge of the pack whenever I'm in a council meeting or I have some errands to do to the neighboring packs. I don't know what's going on with Maddox right now but it feels like something is troubling him looking at his

My previous boss was right—it was difficult to resist taking the easy route and it may have been a matter of time before I caved to the desire to have a better life. “Don’t think like that. Your dignity is not something you can get back when you lose. You might find yourself unable to sleep at night.” She might have spoken all that encouraging talk but it wasn’t very encouraging. “Hazel!” A voice boomed, which made Julia and I jump in surprise. Markos stood a distance away looking at us with a weird look on his face. How long had he been standing there? Did he hear what we were saying? I straightened my back and faced him while Julia scrambled away. Everyone feared him for a reason. He was i

Maddox was dead, he was really dead, the years of abuse was finally over and I drop to my knees sobbing, it was over, it was really over. The man standing next to me tries to pull me up but I was sobbing uncontrollably. Daryl’s large black wolf pads towards me and he nuzzles his head against mine, reaching my arms around his neck, I hug him tightly, his black fur tickling my face. After a few moments he pulls out of my hug as I stay knelt on the ground, he shifts back and one of the men throw a pair of joggers at him. I barely got a chance to see him as the tears were still clouding my vision.

-=- At this point, Max threw all conventions out the door and kissed Celine passionately in front of her father and everyone present. He knew that his future father-in-law would not approve, but having almost lost all their lives, he was beyond caring. All Max wanted right now was to kiss Celine until they ran out of breath. He could not get enough of her, and until Clara cleared her throat, he was ready to throw caution to the wind.

ISLA GRACE MILLER DATE OF BIRTH: JUNE 18TH AGED: 18 HAIR: AUBURN EYES: GREEN HEIGHT: FIVE FOOT FIVE INCHES GUARDIAN - JUNE DANIELS, RELATION: MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER, DECEASED- CEDAR FALLS. SCORED HIGH MARKS: TRACKING; HAND/HAND COMBAT; TEAMWORK; FIELD FIRST AID NOTES: RUN RISK LEVEL 2; ONE ATTEMPT YEAR ONE AT TRTC. RECEIVED COUNSELING. MEDICATED WITH ANTIDEPRESSANT FOR YEARS 1-3. CLEARED FOR DISCONTINUATION OF USE AFTER REASSESSMENT.

It ignites a rage within me that I dare not unleash for my own plight. When I shift my focus to his adversary, I understand why he believes that hope is gone. “It required five men to subdue the large one,” Lord Marius informs my father. “He took down three of them. He’s not very talkative, but we suspect he’s one of the alphas—likely from the Midnight Clan. Quite an impressive specimen, wouldn’t you agree?” The larger male embodies the essence of the untamed and rugged mountains from which he must have originated. He stands tall, with a pronounced jawline, and his muscular physique appears as if it has been sculpted from stone.

Everly comments. “Yes it does. Shit look at this. It is a marriage certificate to Regina’s first husband.” Lance points out. David Trendle, I know that name. He was the son of a business partner of dads. He also went to school with us. I heard he had married after his first wife had disappeared. To this day, her family still hasn’t found or heard anything from her.

he said while rubbing the back of his head. “Alpha?” I asked curiously. “Shut up and go back to work,” Dash said as he was about to push me away. However, Dane intervened and grabbed him by the back of his neck, pulling him back to his seat. “Don’t touch her,” Dane commanded. “You shouldn’t be alpha. You’ve become weak since Selena passed!” Dash angrily threw his glass on the floor, causing it to shatter. “What makes this girl so special? I thought you said she was underage.”