Maxie Zeus Novels & Stories

Zac's Alpha suite with the two bedrooms and baths was ample space for them. I spotted Audrie waving me over to where she and Connor were sitting. Pulling out a chair, Zac plops down, pulling me on his knee before I can grab my own chair. I pluck Tate from his arm, pull him to my lap and pepper his chubby cheeks with kisses. His infectious coo and giggles are the sounds that make my soul light and wolf preen. "Alright, already let me see the little beast," Audrie says as she stretches her arms out to him. Shifting his weight on my lap, he makes grabby hands in her direction, leaning over and latching on to her arms, she pulls him over, and he thuds onto her belly, "Careful, buddy." I warn.

Alex was shocked to see Maximilia’s reaction. “You know the Thirteen Acupunctures of Hell?!” he asked. Maximilia nodded. “I even know you are not Zechariah Hadid.” “Huh?” Alex was shocked, but he concealed his emotions. “Maximilia, you sure make a good joke. I am Zechariah Hadid. How could I remember my name wrongly?” Maximilia forced a smile. She abruptly reached out and pinched Alex’s nose. “Rockefeller brat, don’t you know who I am?”

My gazed lowered and Motherfuc — He had his dick pierced! There was a shiny metal on the tip of his dick and man was his dick looking like a monster. I felt him twitch a little under my riveted gaze but then he walked up and covered his body. “What the fuck were you thinking?” Zane growled at me in anger; as he adjusted the sheet on his body to cover it. But what the holy fuck did I just see? The shiny metal on his was driving my mind crazy even though I was hurt really bad, not too long ago.

I groan as we approach her group of friends. ****** Max I watch as these traitors, who I used to call my friends, all suck up to Hunter as he buys them endless rounds of drinks. I take a shot of vodka on my 8th or maybe 9th. I don’t remember I stopped counting after 5. I’m annoyed as I look over to Ezra whispering something to Scott, who grabs Hunter in some form of bear hug. All I wanted was a night out with my friends after another sexless week. Instead, I run into the cause of all my problems.

“He is a boss. But also… your grandpa. Mommy’s Papa.” Max turned sharply, eyes going wide. “THAT grandpa? The one who hugged me at that party?” I nearly choked. Oh, that party. The one where we first showed up with Max… and Ben. My father held out his hand, but Max ran past it and hugged his leg. “My name is Maxime… wait, Maximus Prime! I like robots, dinosaurs, and science! But I also love fried chicken, and I can say ‘thank you’ in three languages!”

Couldn't disagree with that. "He was demoted eight times from Thalassa. I remember my Dad mentioning him many times, it was my favourite dinner time talk actually 'What has Nicolòs Jones done now?'. Your mother always stuck by him no matter what though. We knew her as Mara Megestanis, the sister of Milo Megestanis, Max's father." "Wait, wait, wait," I interrupted. "So surely that means I am related to Max," I then squinted my eyes in thought, "... He's my cousin!? How come you didn't think to tell me this?!"

Briefly, the Greek god at the front looks at me, I could almost swear he looks like he could either eat me in a way that makes my insides want to melt or he wants to murder me. His vibes don't scream attracted. As the mouth watering group of men head to the door Max greets them. Max, who is wearing all black skinny jeans and a black top, his usual look, big and broad shoulders with a nose ring and black painted fingernails is the owner. Steps out with beers in hand, smoking. "My boys, I'm so happy you could make your way out of the woods to see me." The Greek god and Max hug, and they walk in. Before Max goes inside he comes next to me and lends in.

Sophia groaned, rubbing her stomach in a tiny circular motion. "If Sof isn't going you know I'm not going to. Third-wheeling you two would be gross." Max quipped. "Hey! I've been third-wheeling you and Sof for as long as I can remember so this shouldn't be a problem," Alina chastised, calling him out on his double standard. "That's different. You don't even realize that Zion is staring at you half the time. It's like the poor guy has tunnel vision and all he can see is you," Max said with a tsk'ing sound.

Some know that it is much more unfortunate. The two hoaxes we know of, Maxx and Corey, are fine. To tell the truth, more than great. They recover quickly, becoming more entrenched as time goes on. They don't need to bother with our help. Besides, in any case, I don't think they love her. Greece would rather not know anything about us, he may not respond to my calls or messages, however Mason says he's fine and since the scare specialists took them down he and Maxx made a unique and strong bond. I'm happy for him as he tracked down someone extraordinary to put my sister out of his mind.

Micah Collin twenty eight years old, CEO of Mitech and CEO of codds Architectural Enterprise, slim, tall and muscular, his hair black and packed into a bun, green eyes and a scar at the side of his ear. Hot, sexy and handsome Micah is the eldest of his friends Zone, he, Xander and James are best friend which infuriated him to know his best friend told his best person in the world to die. "I'll fucking kill you myself'Micah cursed, the driver drove speeding towards him Micah anger rose again as he got into the car. "I'll still have your head cut off jakub, Trace Sasha cellphone, find out where she is, and you to the Mack securities"Micah yelled.