Maxima Book Center Novels & Stories

I would show him I was nothing close to a charity case. I looked down at the books in my arms, then held them out to Jemy. “Hold these.” She took them, frowning. “What are you doing?” I didn’t answer. I turned and went back to the oak door, heart already climbing into my throat. I knocked faster this time, Dr. Maximo’s voice called for me to enter. He was behind his desk, packing a few folders into a bag as if he had finished for the day. When he looked up and saw me, one brow lifted.

"More people are aware that you are already present—werewolves, vampires, rogues, and even hybrids. Amelia, you're not secure here. Amelia's talk was cut short when she heard the bell above the door. Ema whirled swiftly, grasping the handle of the pistol hidden behind her robe. Three males entered the bookstore, their body language intimidating and their fists gripping hard. Ema's blood raced cold when she recognized them. A man named Max, who appeared to be skilled at scheming; a huge Jake; and a woman whose name she didn't know but recognized as one of Bruce's devoted pack.' Get away from her,' the boy named Max said venomously, his eyes flaming with barely controlled rage.

I waited for the typical mocking laughter that always followed, and sure enough, it came right on cue. "Bookworm is probably afraid no one would show up anyway," Fin said, shoving my shoulder as he walked past. I steadied myself, refusing to give them the satisfaction of seeing me stumble. "Alpha Maxwell's office is which way again?" I asked, though I knew perfectly well. Sometimes playing dumb was the easiest way to get them to leave me alone. "Down the hall, third door on the right," Kane answered with an exaggerated eye roll. "Try not to embarrass yourself."

Escort Services by Alex Smith I twirled the card in my hand and contemplated saving the number or not. I decided to save a number, just in case, before throwing out the calling card. I saved the contact with the name Alex Smith before shoving the phone in my pocket. I dropped myself on the couch, letting out a deep sigh.

I’d ended up seeing something so gory, it was both hot and hunted me in my sleep. Because of how fast we were walking, we didn’t take long to reach the new library. When we entered, Maxim was still standing by the wall where he was at the time I ran out to meet his best friend. His eyes immediately dropped to Mikhail’s hand that was clasped in mine. I held back a smile and dragged Mikhail forward before he could greet his friend. “What do you see?” “Books,” he grinned. “Lots and lots of books.” “Right?” I could not contain my excitement even if I tried. Maxim was a bad person, yes, but even I couldn’t deny that this was a good deed. It was the best thing anyone had ever done for me.

he said formally as his face partially lost its false warmth. “Lead the way,” I curtly replied. Maximus nodded to a few high and noble werewolves but as a man of his word, he did not linger for empty meaningless talks. He led me to a secret room where I suspected no one was aware of, not even his daughter. It was a secret library covered in cobwebs and smelled of dust and old books. It was that serous and he knew. “Those fucktards outside don’t understand how truly deep in shit they are,” Maximus dropped all guise of pretence as soon as we were alone. He was pacing wildly, restless and his fear assailed my nose.

This was going to be the best day. “What is that for?” Deanna asked. “Oh, sweetheart, I think today is just going to be great,” Max said as he made his way through the building to the stairs and down to the basement. He unlocked his door and sat down at his desk and looked around. “I have office hours until eleven. I don’t know if anyone will come in, but I do have to warn you. “That you have a female or two that will come in to ask if you want something from them for a trade?” Deanna asked, and his eyebrows shot up.