Maxwell Del Valle Novels & Stories

Caroline's jaw dropped to the floor as she felt her mind go blank trying to make sense of his words. Eleanor's eyes widened in shock, her face draining of all color in an instant. "What... what are you talking about?" "My full name," Maxwell said slowly, savoring every word like fine wine, "is Maxwell Sterling." He didn't give anyone a chance to argue. "I'm Victoria Sterling's nephew. I'm sure you've heard of her long-lost nephew." Eleanor's face went from red to white faster than lightning strikes ground! Her mouth opened and closed like a fish drowning in air. No words came out, only strangled gasps!

The roof, walls, doors, windows, and railings had all been repaired, and the inside had been given a simple renovation as well. Magdalena decided to buy her brother Vahe a new wheelchair before leaving and asked Sara to take her to the clinic in the city. But then she remembered that it was the same clinic where Alex Weber had worked, where she had spent time with him, where he had shown her affection. She thought seeing the clinic might bring all those emotions back, so she decided to go alone.

“If you two don’t mind I’d really like to get in the prison before you start tonguing each other.” He made a grossed out face and popped handle on the back door. I laughed and kissed Tyler quickly, “Alright, ya spaz. Let’s go.” We hopped out and made our way down to the vaulted part of the prison. Once we got into the bright room I saw Eddie sitting in the middle of it strapped to a chair with blood running out of his nose. Connelly sat quietly at the other end with his arms crossed and a smile across his face, “Hey, Alpha. You look nice today.” I rolled my eyes, “Con, I told Nick to tell you not to touch him. Why don’t you listen.” Eddie’s eyes followed Tyler and I until we were right in f

He said and held his hand to shake with Nolan. "Older or smaller?" He asked. "Same year of Jayla." "Oh, I thought that Max was a sophomore but guess what he wasn't in your year but mine, Jay you know that he literally crashed the volleyball team with Cole. They are so strong!" He exclaimed in awe, Nolan was a senior so it was usual for Max and Cole to be in his class, she nodded tightly and glanced back at Darby where she found one pair of eyes glaring at her, the piercing blue eyes glaring at her with intensity.

I just told you that my name is Melissa and you are still asking if I am insane, I don't know those people" I said frowning more and he shook his head and continued looking at me weirdly. "Who sent you to come here and seduce me" he asked and I gazed up at him. I brought out this strange leaf and showed it him, he snatched it and stared at me strangely. "what are you doing with my picture I and where did you get it from" he said and I smiled "I saw it in my home in Atlantica. I told him and he nodded dropping the picture as he called it on an object beside him. Ok, "Thanks for bringing it back; you cannot go" he said push me out and closed his human rock.

'There was a sudden deem lights, Phelan remembers someone, who was Don Carlton telling her to go lay down and rest. She tried to refuse, but he was too strong, and she was unable to stop him. It was so sudden that Don stood, watching Phelan in a distant approached her in a smile that shed some lights in the deem lights that came from the window. A meter from Phelan, Don put his hands on her shoulders, and then made an excuse and left.

Celine smirked. ‘You’re an asshole. Who are you anyway? Do you know who I am?’ ‘Celine keeps calling you Dante, so I assume that’s your name. Or did you forget?’ Max huffed. Dante huffed, offended. How can this nobody make fun of him in front of Celine? He’s never even heard of him before. How is he ever going to get in her good graces when he’s failing so miserably every time he tries? ‘I am Dante Rodriguez. We own the largest construction and real estate companies here in San Diego. What do you have to offer?’

Maxximo POV Ever since my parents passed away when I was a child, only my grandmother took me in, but after a few years, she also left me and my life seemed to have lost its meaning. I was forced to work as a Stripper to earn money for a living. It has not been easy to live alone but I have to stand on my own two feet even by dancing naked in front of people who have done nothing but lust my whole body. I'm Maxximo del Valle, just call me Maxx, 23 years old, working as a stripper since I was sixteen years old. I lived by dancing naked in front of rich women and even men were entertained to watch me dancing Naked in front of them.

“You can’t just erase me.” “I already have,” he snapped. “And I’m not going to argue with you about feelings, Damian.” “Of course not,” I muttered. “Because you don’t have any.” Maxwell stood up and took a slow step forward as buttoned his jacket with the same care he used to close $5 million deals. His eyes were dark, sharp, and hard to read. “I gave you everything,” he said. “The Vale name. Power. Access. I made you untouchable.”

They still didn't connect into something she could hold. "His name is Maxwell Valente," Gerald continued. "Michael's twin brother. Younger by four minutes. They looked identical.. same face, same build, same voice when they were younger." He stopped briefly. "Maxwell always wanted what Michael had. The family. The power. The name. He had been building toward something for years but none of us knew how far he was willing to go." Lorenzo was leaning forward now with his elbows on his knees and his eyes fixed on Gerald with the focused intensity of someone who was listening with their whole body.