Oras Maxie Novels & Stories

< I call him using the pack link, one of the perks of being a werewolf is we have the ability to talk to each member of the pack through our minds. >Promise me you're not gonna do anything to my mate, Michael.< Maddox replied to me via our pack link. I can't help but grimace upon hearing what he just said. I can't blame him though for thinking that I'm planning something bad towards his mate. He knows how much I hate rogues and I would attack every rogue that comes my way with no interrogation. But I am not heartless as everyone thinks, I will never do something stupid to his mate, I mean I'll try to be in my best behavior and I will not attack his rogue mate as long as I am not being provok

Alpha Cyrus said and that angered the young boy. He attacked him once more but Cyrus just used his arm as a shield and he could not even move an inch closer. He was again thrown across the room leaving cracks on the walls and when he was about to get up, Alpha Cyrus stepped on his chest, with so much pressure that he is now barely breathing.

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.

Mya's Pov After I accepted Max as my mate, I met his charming wolf. I gave him a nickname, Milkshake. He hates it, they both do. He is dark grey and is so majestic. I even got to ride on his back. Being with Max is so freeing. It's the first time I've intimately been with a guy without being drunk or needing medication, because without them, I'd feel Tom's hands on me, touching me, and his breath against my neck when he almost raped me.

He turned around and left the room. I turned to my right to find Draco staring at me with a questioning look. “Who’s Max?” He’d not taken my warning seriously, for he invaded my mind once again with his question. I let out a sigh, looking away from him. “He’s a member of this pack. Max is Miles’ best friend and the second-best enforcer in the pack. He handles all external affairs for the pack and is always on the road,” I said, all in one breath through the mind link.

Albert asked, confused. “Yes… Austin Morris, isn’t that his name? Who else would it be? He’s known as the Devil-Reaper and Lord of all the mafias.” Max smirked. “If I kill him, everyone in the underground society will bow to me.” Albert’s brows knitted further. ‘Huh? What is this man talking about? He has no clue that Austin is not the Devil-reaper. Hah!’ “Look here, Mr. Ugly man–” Max squinted his eyes, annoyingly.

Amelie hit the floor, clutching a face that was already beginning to swell with a real bruise. "Now," I said, looking down at her as she gasped in shock. "Now it’s true. If you’re going to lie about me, at least give me the satisfaction of earning the accusation." "Aella!" Maxwell roared, his protective instincts for his 'precious' mate finally snapping his restraint. He lunged at me, his hand reaching for my throat to pin me. He was a Great Plains Alpha. He was supposed to be fast.

Ivory managed to discover Max's whereabouts after connecting with him. Water was the source of Max's power, who was a descendant of water wolves that would have average longevity. So, it would be a big mistake if Linea gave him water-related torture. Max will, of course, be able to handle it; it will become a source of energy for him.

It was the first time I saw the tattoo that covered his entire back. I’d never seen it before. It was a highly detailed skull that was realistic and somewhat menacing, with deep, dark eye sockets and a wide, toothy grin. The shading and depth gave it a three-dimensional effect, making it appear almost lifelike. The design extended from his lower back up to his shoulders, creating a striking and impactful visual. It was certainly a work of art and my favorite tattoo of his. My second favorite were the words written on his fingers. They spelt out ‘il migliore’ which was Italian for his nickname ‘The Beast’, a title he wore with pride.

She had been marked and imprinted with a human. Leonidas Maximilian was a pure human who was only unfortunate enough to be associated with shape-shifters, wolf-shifters to be exact. According to the data his men had gathered, Leonidas Maximilian is also, unfortunately, a blood brother to a turned wolf Alexander Maximilian who also happens to be also on his list to kill. Unfortunately, he is under the protection and is a part of the Tacita Mortes Pack.