Maxton Hall Book English Pdf Novels & Stories

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE ARIA I flipped a page of the old, giant hardcover book I was holding, my fingers skimming across the letters inked on the pages. I had gone exploring in Maximo’s mansion, deciding to take advantage of the little freedom he had given me. I was shocked to find out that he had a library here. Not just any basic library, a large, well-decorated one, with shelves and bookshelves upon bookshelves stacked high with ancient, leatherbound books in pristine condition.

**ISABELLA** The hallway went dead silent. Edward's earlier confident smirk faded, twisting into something closer to terror as Maximilian took a deliberate step forward. “Delete the photos,” Maximilian commanded, his voice low and cold, towering over Edward foreshadowing impending danger. My heart leaped in panic. Fear surged through me as I clutched Maximilian's shirt, desperate to anchor him before things escalated. "Max," I whispered urgently, my eyes darting to his clenched fist. One wrong move, and Edward might not walk away unscathed.

Max proposed. I followed behind Max. My heart pulsed faster with every step I took through the hallway of Max's Mansion if it was about to escape my chest. I wondered deeply, trying to guess where he was leading me–could it be another game room? Or probably a wine cellar? Looking at the way Max carried himself, his shoulder squared and lips pressed with a faint smirk, signalled to me that this wasn't just another indulgence. This meant something deeper.

"Allow me to help. What is the title?" "Hamlet," the female vampire murmured sheepishly. Maxim towered over Esper as he scanned the titles on the top shelves. Reaching over her, Maxim grabbed the worn hardcover book with ease. Turning Esper around to face him, Maxim gave her the book. "Thanks." Hugging the book to her chest, Esper smiled at Maxim. Ducking under his arms, the young woman walked over to her couch. She set the book down on a side table and then walked to a cabinet, pulling out a dark-colored glass bottle and two wine glasses.

Once Maxim left, Tatiana flipped her book over and froze for a moment when she saw the title. It was a book on criminal psychology, written by that famous author. No wonder she had been so absorbed in it. After a brief moment of distraction, Tatiana snapped back to reality, quickly changed her clothes, applied a light touch of makeup, and finally headed out with Maxim. "It's a bit far, so you should have some snacks to hold you over," Maxim said, handing a piece of bread to Tatiana.