Novel & Cerita Mickey's Twice Upon A Christmas Max

—Ricardo was startled by his father's statement and must have understood that I had premeditated that night. ― I had said that I regretted dying without having the joy of seeing a grandchild born and Manuela revealed that she dreamed of having a child with Ricardo. That's why we made our requests to the Universe and it sent us more than two miracles, but three. My health and my two grandchildren. And now I want to make a toast to my Christmas miracles. Everyone raised their glasses. Alice and I had the fruit juice, but it had the same meaning as the champagne they all drank. Later, after the distribution of gifts, I asked Ric if he was disappointed in me and he replied:

“She’s human remember? She didn’t inherit the wolf gene so it’s different. You need to look her in the eyes or hold her hand somehow to feel the mate bond.... After you turned sixteen” Max’s face brightened up as he looked at his mum. He lifted her up in a hug before placing a kiss on her cheeks and running out of the garage and back out of the kitchen while waving goodbye to the remaining guest that were leaving the party. Looking at the clock as he walked upstairs towards where the noise and music was coming from, Max mind-linked Ben with a plan.

Suddenly Mickey hit my arm. “Holy shit bro, you know what we forgot about? Maxim’s apartment!! It’s paid for, it’s just sitting empty. Fuck! Why didn’t I think of it? You need to get a team together, some trackers, go by there, like now,” Mickey said, his eyes lighting up. “Shit yeah. How come we didn’t think of his place,” I said, shaking my head. “I mean it’s a long shot and hell for all we know it’s been trashed and picked over,” he said, gulping down his tea.

If Damon came here today, if he stood in front of me with that smug grin, I wasn’t sure I could stop myself from tearing him apart in front of the cupcake table. I decided, right then, that I would tell Mike. Just… after today. After Max had unwrapped his gifts and eaten his cake and gone to bed with the glow of the best day of his little life. Until then, I could keep it in. Mike slung an arm lightly around my shoulders as Max tugged us toward the playground for one last victory lap with his friends. The smell of grass and sun-warmed wood chips clung to the air. I watched Max climb the slide ladder, his hair catching the sunlight, his laughter ringing out like a bell.

He had impatiently replied, "Why should we celebrate Christmas too? You're so ridiculous." I admit that I had been gaslit at the time, especially after I had just seen the luxury jewelry set worth over nine million dollars in his suit pocket. But now, Melissa was wearing that exact same jewelry set. At my silence, Yves climbed into bed and wrapped his arms around me, pressing his lips against mine.

I walked with my arm wrapped with Max's arm and his second hand holding my waist. We arrived at the parking lot and Max offered to drive me home and by home I mean from his house to mine. I ignored the way Maya frowned and gave her the tightest hug before hopping into Max's car. “Stop, frowning if you don't want to look like our biology teacher” I screamed with my head out the window. The ride to Max's house was a little too long. I sat in the back with a bunch of sweaty boys because Max decided to be Santa Claus during June and drop some of his team mates.

He sat down, leaning against the tree behind me, and I put my back on his chest with my head on his shoulder. —What do you think about, my beautiful Luna,— he said, kissing my forehead. —In the fear we had when they were born, we had that their life would not be normal and look at them now, they are so beautiful and happy, I can't ask for anything in return,— I said excitedly. —How about another son, being a fan of frozen and Mulan? It doesn't suit me, I always end up being the horse, and Sax is tired of that degrading role,— said Maximo.

She was glad to be out of the ‘box’ and drying her face with a tissue, eagerly followed her friend into the huge building. The entrance to the building was guarded by some uniformed personnel, the flirty brothers Marco and Locky. With her comical personality, Janny would often liken them to the Super Mario Bros. Xin Ran was astonished when Marco winked at her a few times. “Free for dinner tonight?” Janny hastily muttered an excuse for them to escape and dragged Xin Ran away from the security guards. “Don’t take him seriously,” Janny said. “He’s just messing with you, as he does with every one of the women.”

She looked at Little Bob and Mike, then handed the tablet to Wren to watch. “You two have got to be kidding me,” she said. “A freaking flying monkey? Max is just messing with you.” “How could he mess with us like that?” Little Bob asked. “You don’t know about Max’s hobby? He makes computer-animated short films and posts them online. He’s very good at it. Bob, did you see him take that memory card out of the car’s camera?” Lindsay asked. “Well, no, but I had no reason to doubt what he said,” Little Bob answered.

One of the gunmen knocked the ancient stereo off the counter, and at the same time, Hael pressed a button. "MY MILKSHAKE BRINGS ALL THE BOYS TO THE YARD, AND THEY'RE LIKE IT'S BETTER THAN YOURS, DAMN RIGHT IT'S BETTER THAN YOURS!" Max fell off his seat, eyes wide, a rictus mortis smile showing all his teeth, and Hael cracked a smile, " Get up, dick breath, or you'll miss the second act." "Brother, if anyone could turn me gay, it would be you, you know that, don't you?"