Maxine Minx Novels & Stories

I picked up and brought it towards my ear only to take it away as I heard a loud girlish scream. I looked at the phone in horror with my eyes wide open and then turned to mum and Sam who had the same expression as mine as they also heard the inhuman scream. We again came out of our zone when we heard that screeching voice again! "I AM GIVING YOU ONLY TWO MINUTES! IF YOU'RE NOT HERE BY THEN I'LL DRIVE BACK TO MY HOME AND WON'T TALK TO YOU PEOPLE WHO ARE MAKING ME WAIT IN FRONT OF THEIR HOUSE FROM 20 MINUTES!! THAT TOO AS A FREAKING DRIVER!!" Pig AKA Armaan yelled.

That old man said from another couch. The speaker: 500, 000. A red-haired woman; 700, 000. The speaker: 700, 000 going. The old man: 2 million. Everyone gasped. The speaker: 2 million, any other bidder? Hall silent. The speaker: 2 million it is then. (A loud applause went over the hall.) "That's great," Madeline said. She doesn't stop talking until I release a bullet on her fucking skull. The speaker: The second Jewelry.

Mine is Scott by the way, no matter how stupid or dumb he is, he is still kind of cute Till later humans 💙💙 See you when I publish the next story💙

Just then, she sees something move in the bushes next to the gate. "Jace, look!" she whispers, pointing to the bushes. They both freeze, watching as a figure emerges from the bushes. It's a woman, maybe in her thirties, with long brown hair and tattered clothing. She looks scared and lost. "Can you help me?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. Emiliana and Jace exchange a look before stepping forward. "What's wrong?" Emiliana asks gently. The woman starts to speak but then stops suddenly. She looks around nervously as if she's afraid someone might be watching.

replied the scathing girl, "So leave her alone." “What are you girls talking about?” Pierre asked more tactfully. I noticed how the woman colored in Pierre’s presence. Oh! "To give you a heavenly blowjob,” she answered in a whisper, "Nice to meet you, I'm Gena and I'm the store’s manager." Perplexed, Pierre accepted Gena's hand as Alex took me by the shoulders and led me away. “Damn, the world has gone crazy, look at talking like that...” “What's a blowjob, Alex?” I asked him when I saw Pierre and Gena talking.

Grayfang's pack is an open mentality pack way ahead of its time. Maxine, the dark-haired, brown-eyed, tall hybrid, is a tribrid --one-third vampire, one-third werewolf, and one-third witch. Unlike most werewolves, she doesn't have a wolf spirit. Her capabilities are more lycan-like. While Caroline is chatty and outgoing, Maxine is rather reserved and mysterious. Let me tell you, the elegant sleeveless dark red velvet evening dress makes her slender tall figure project a strong message--don't mess with me, I bite! Our parents are best friends, and despite being from different age groups, we grew up together. Caroline is the second oldest. Carl is the first. Maxine third. Morris Jr and gorgeou

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.

I had already started sobbing. "So, what’s the plan?" she asked, her voice finally turning serious. I pulled out my phone and showed her the email from the record label. "OH MY GOD, EVANS! The biggest record label in California called you for an audition. You’ve been chasing this since we worked at the bar!" She rattled the words off in a single breath, her eyes wide and her mouth agape. Jane was a wild one. Unusual and fiercely independent. She meticulously maintained her dyed red hair, and her numerous piercings were a statement all their own. She had large green eyes that, somehow, complemented her beauty perfectly.

I took my gaze to the screen. 'Hello, I am Caily.' the message read. I couldn't help but let my lips curl into a smile. Hello Caily, I am Pietro Giacometti and you belong to me.

Loud music boomed from inside, and half-dressed women danced in every corner, laughing like demons in hell. I stormed through the room, kicking open the door to a room reeking of drugs. There he was Maxello, sniffing white powder off a table, a nearly naked woman beside him, her hands all over him. The instant he saw me, the woman scrambled out of the room in fear. But Maxello didn’t even flinch. He kept sniffing, grinning like a fool high on poison. I didn’t waste a second. I grabbed him by the collar and yanked him up, choking him with my other hand. “Where is Mia? What did you do to her?” I growled, each word seething with rage.