Maxwell's House Of Books Novels & Stories

Support. No one was coming to save me. Maxwell carried me through a set of double doors and into a large house that looked nothing like the abandoned shack I'd woken up in. This place was nice. Too nice. Polished wood floors. Expensive furniture. Artwork on the walls. He climbed a staircase and walked down another hallway before kicking open a bedroom door. Then he threw me onto a massive bed. I scrambled backward immediately, pulling my bound wrists to my chest. Maxwell didn't even look at me. He just walked into an adjoining bathroom and I heard the shower turn on.

What if Heath saw them now? Maxwell walked straight up to Aurora and said, "Aurora, you’re here too?" Aurora thought, 'Well, isn’t it obvious? Didn’t you see me surrounded by people when I walked in?' Aurora forced a smile and nodded, "Yeah." "Has Evelyn been troubling you again?" Maxwell asked with concern. "If she’s causing you trouble, you have to tell me." Though not a Pendleton by blood, Maxwell had been in business for years, had his own empire, and was still one of the top figures in the city, even independent of the Pendleton family.

Theodore The Maxwell estate sprawled across some fifteen acres in Greenwich and had a mansion that had housed four generations of Maxwells. Four generations of annoying little fucks apparently. Rage burned in my veins and it took everything not to order Steven to ram the car into the gates and shatter it to pieces. My Eliana had better be fine. She had to be or Maxwell could kiss the merger and his body empire goodbye. Whoa, slow down Theodore. The car stopped in front of the main entrance. I was out before Steven could open my door.

Surprisingly, I don't find the idea disturbing. Feeling boredom as it sets in quickly, I make my way over to the bookshelf. I start to peruse the titles and am shocked at what I find. I see the House of Night Series, The Twilight Series, Forbidden Knowledge, Harry Potter Trilogy, and various books on Military Protocols all with black covers. The books are all in good condition too. Not interested in any of the military books I reach for the first book in the House of Night Series. As I take the book over to the couch to settle in, the door swings open.

We all walked inside and entered the living room together, it was extremely large, clean, my eyes shifted to the same white pale walls that I’ve always come to known since I been a child growing up in this house – it Has never changed over the years and no matter how many times I’ve been in this house – it was the same damn reaction, Same thought that screamed in the back of my mind - welcome to your new prison. – no doubt Gary must have wanted his members on pack duties to make them feel at home – A safe place they can call their own. Even when they faced the notion they wouldn’t survive outside their old pack – but For the ones who clung onto some kind hope no matter how small it was – it

Max asked excitedly "Of course honey, go and bring it" "Okay mommy" when max left the room, I turned to Lisa "So, Mr Madison is usually nice to my son when he comes here?" I asked just to be sure "Yes and not only to little max to all of us, I mean he bought this house for us and provides almost everything we could ever need" lisa replied, just then, Max came back to the room with his school book "Look mommy" he said, I got the books from him and began going through them

The next day we woke up bright and early and left for Chicago. Just as we landed, we saw this huge family like they were waiting for us for ages. And in no time I see Kate, Preston, Andrew, and Celia ran towards them hugging every single person in the group. Don't get me wrong here, I had no idea who the Maxwell's were or what they looked like so I couldn't make out who they were, Preston then walks up to me with two slightly elderly looking people and somehow felt that I knew them already but couldn't recognize them completely, that's when Preston and Celia introduced them to me, they were none other than William and Alice Maxwell, the brains of the Maxwell group of companies, I was dumbfou

As always, Maxwell's office was spotless when I entered. The estate gardens could be seen through a wall of glass. The room was framed by shelves full of rare books that I had never seen him read. In the middle, a big desk sat like a throne. He stood behind it, perfectly composed with his hands lightly resting on the smooth edge. A small black USB drive was sitting next to a glass of water was the only thing that didn't look right. “Sit,” he said without looking back. I obeyed. For thirty seconds, he didn't say anything.

she said, referring to her birth parents. “They were,” Max said, kissing her lips. He takes her hand and brings her inside his nest. It’s a small construction on two levels. To enter the house you must take some stairs that end on a beautiful wooden terrace on which Max installed a hot tube. Entering the house, Meredith just looked at Max. “You arranged this place by yourself?” she asks, looking at him in shock. “Yes, this is Maximillian Cruz who doesn’t give a shit about the rest of the world. This is what I need when I am alone. ”

Clothes, books, little trinkets I’d collected over time—all packed with a heart that beat too fast. By the time I entered our bedroom, Maxwell was already in bed, the lamp casting a soft glow over his sharp features. He didn’t look up as I hesitated by the door. “Don’t just stand there,” he muttered, flipping a page of the book he was pretending to read. “Go to sleep.” I nodded silently, setting my bag down and slipping under the covers, careful to keep my distance. The bed was massive, but it felt suffocatingly small with him beside me.