Maxxie Oliver Novels & Stories

“Sit.” Oliver frowned slightly. “I have work.” Max didn’t move. “Sit.” There was something different in his tone. Less joking. More serious. Oliver hesitated. Then slowly sat down. Max nodded once. “Good.” He leaned forward. “Now tell me what’s going on.” Oliver exhaled quietly. “Nothing’s going on.” Max shook his head immediately. “No.” Oliver crossed his arms. “I’m just tired.” Max pointed at him. “You’ve been saying that.”

“I am mad it took you this long, but I understand. If it were Sir or Connor, it would have been another different case, but this is Maxwell Fitzgerald. He would have been my choice for you, too.” Nina hugged him before she could stop herself. Oliver chuckled and wrapped his arms around her to hug her back. “You deserve to be happy, and I am here to do whatever I can to help you achieve that,” he said, kissing her temple. They pulled away, and Nina had her smile still on her face. “Thank you, Oliver,” Max said. “Do not thank me. Better take care of her, or I’m coming for you myself.” “Yes, sir.” He nodded.

He said and offered his hand for a handshake. Olivia is smiling from ear to ear while shaking Maxwell’s hand. “Oh my gosh! Maxwell Hughes, am I right?! I’m a fan! I love your songs! OMG. I couldn’t believe I could meet you in person.” She said, and Maxwell chuckled. I shake my head in amusement. I always feel shocked whenever someone talks about how famous and good singer Maxwell is. I mean, for me, he’s just an ordinary person. He’s my schoolmate and a friend.

she says blowing on the mug before taken a sip “ Why do I feel connected to her?” I asked my wolf Max confused at this warm feeling I got on the inside the moment I laid eyes on her. “ she's smells amazing! She's our mate Alex, she looks so cute all cold and chattery” he purrs already smitten.

"Hmm?" "Come, I want you to meet my beta, my tracker, and the leader of the pack warriors," Michael said and I instantly look at Lincoln, he just nodded at me as a sign that it was okay for me to leave him in a bit. I immediately walked over to Michael where he was happily talking to three men. I think I already know one of them, the leader of the pack warriors since he's the one who captured me and throws me in the cellar. "Hey mate, I want you to meet Maddox, he's my beta. This is Carrick, the pack tracker and I believe you already met this other guy here, Henry, the leader of the pack warriors." Michael introduces me to the other men and I just smile at them.

There are flowers and balloons scattered around as well as various cards. “Mum this is Connor. Connor this is my mum Bethany Harris.” Olivia introduces us almost a little too formally and it makes me wonder what her mum knows of our relationship. “Mrs. Harris.” I hold out my hand. “It is a pleasure to meet you.” Bethany looks at my hand and smiles.

He couldn't help but take a breath and stared at Maxwell with a wide eye: "Then you will have regular attacks every time now? When they happen, How did you get through it? And, what's going on among you? " Oliver has mastered all the hospitals in the country. He has the best research team under his hands. Maxwell was the first one to look for him after he bowed his head. Unfortunately, after performing a full body examination on Maxwell and studying the blood, he still found nothing. So, There are still many things in the world that science cannot explain. "It's Meixiang." Oliver talked deeply about his fingertips and looked at Maxwell. Gavin replied: "It's the kind that needs to absorb the

She asked. "Well, I'm someone you used to know.. And I almost knocked you down last night but you lost consciousness so I had to bring you here. Don't panic, this is my home so you're safe here Olivia!" He said to her but Olivia still wasn't convinced. "You're someone I used to know? And how did you know my name?" She asked again. "Max.. I'm Max, we used to be best of friends back in highschool remember? Untill I left the states" He said and told her more things that made Olivia recall that it's truly who he is.

“I’m not a sadist, Lan. Don’t act like I never smile.” “But that is literally what you are—a moody, brooding sadist,” Landon scoffed dramatically, throwing his hands up in mock surrender. “I have never seen you smile before. Not once. And now this? This is downright terrifying.” Ollie glanced at Max, hoping for backup. Max, however, was unbothered, lazily lining up his next putt on the mini-golf course. He didn’t even spare Ollie a glance. “Don’t look at me,” Max muttered, focused on his swing.