Solo Max Level Novels & Stories

Brandon Martinez has vowed never to get married. He enjoys a life devoid of commitment and filled with blonde models and contracts worth billions of dollars. Brandon is ready to go on living this way until his mother makes an announcement that rocks his world. Natalie Hayes is a simple girl from a small island in Louisiana. She has just lost her father, the only family she's ever had. She moves to Seattle, Washington in search of a new life and resumes work at the infamous Giancarlo restaurant owned by the wealthy Martinez family. A timely occurrence causes Rebecca Martinez, Brandon's mother to notice her and insist that she marry her son. Brandon has no intention of getting married, but even if he were to consider it, how could he stoop to the level of an impoverished waitress? Natalie just wants a simple life. Can she handle the responsibility and glamour that comes with being a Martinez? Can she stand Brandon's snobbery? Brandon and Natalie are two worlds apart. They are two broken people with hidden secrets. They'd never work. Or would they?

What do you do when the person you've always loved is the same person who keeps hurting you the most? That's something Allison McConnell would like to know. Allison has had feelings for Derris Fox for as long as she could remember. Unfortunately, she wasn't the only one. As a musician and actor known worldwide, Derris was the dream of every girl and popular as he was, he was way out of her league. Allison thought she was doomed to be just one of his many fangirls until fate caused them to cross paths. Unfortunately, what would have been a dream come true for her turned out to be a nightmare after circumstances led to Derris developing an intense dislike for her causing him to treat her badly. Still struggling with issues at home along with her complicated relationship with Derris, Allison also has to handle being the object of affection of the equally handsome Max Crest, Derris' best friend which inadvertently puts tension between the two friends. As tensions heightens and Allison battles her feelings and enemies alike, will she make the right choice or will a sinister plot by a clingy ex ruin her chances at ‘happily ever after’?

Synopsis: Not all betrayals should lead you nowhere. Max, my fiance, abandoned me on the red carpet, approached my claimed younger sister Fiona, and escorted her to the priest right in front of my eyes. In the end, he married her with the blessing of my parents. It's really hilarious how these people encouraged me to marry him. If that wasn't tragic enough, Fiona then splashed filthy water all over my beautiful wedding gown. I had no royal roots as the daughter of a prostitute, so I didn't argue or fight since I knew it would never end. But they all seem to forget one thing: a diamond was just an ordinary stone until a polisher revealed its worth. Life couldn't have treated me better by giving me the name Diamond, and I knew I wasn't destined for a dead end. I am the diamond, and I am waiting for the lucky one to polish me and reveal my real brightness. Do I need a polisher? Will I find someone to help me get back at those who have betrayed me? Or will I become my own polisher, shaping my own destiny?

"Basically, I, Jones Jackson begged to hug you and we fell asleep on my bed?" "Yes, that's exactly what it is," she maintained. "Did we...? Did you..?" His brows furrowed as his mind flashed him a thousand scenarios of what could have gone wrong. "Did I what?" "Ah, never mind, I could never with you." He shook the vague thoughts away, he didn't like her one bit so attaining that level of intimacy was implausible even under the influence of alcohol. Like she could hear his thoughts, she reflected them, "oh, that could never happen, boss, you're not my type of man. If it's okay, can I leave now?" This diminutive girl always found a way to hurt the Almighty Jackson's ego. ~~~ Maria needs an urgent way to get to the top of her career, and Jackson needs a wife to get out of trouble. These two adopt a means of using each other for their specific purposes, till their contract becomes more than they ever bargained for.

Blurb Isabella Salvatore had only one dream in life; to become a mum. Stuck in an abusive marriage with her husband Maxwell Henderson, who had reduced her status from his glorified trophy wife to a glorified nanny for his mistress children; Tommy and Sean, after making sure that she lost their children all to please his mistress. Isabella tries her best to win back her husband's love as she was an orphan and the only person to show her love and affection was Maxwell. But when she was made a mockery of an elite business event after getting an invitation that was "hinted" to have been sent from her husband, Max after coming as Mrs Henderson, the one who comes to her rescue isn't her husband but a stranger who seemed to be feared by everyone in that city - Alpha Damon Rodriguez. Damon offers her a deal; he would make sure she became a mum. If and only if she divorced her husband and married him. What does Isabella have to lose? Only one thing remained unknown to her ---Isabella had no idea that there were creatures known as werewolves and her new husband happened to be the Alpha of a notorious pack.

"The way you behave...behave around me, with me it's highly inappropriate. I don't want you think I'll be your little assistant that you fuck on top of your desk or in the break room, if that's your intention I think it's best if you fire me or atleast send me back to work for Mr Caine," I told him after a couple seconds of silence I turned to face him to be greeted with a hard look on his face."Amelia....I'm sorry if you thought that was my intention, I can see where you would get that idea.. and I apologize for my lack of communication, in what I want,""So what do you want?" I asked my voice sounding strange I cleared my throat, he reached forward taking my ice-cream placing it on the bench his hand moving to my chin making sure I held eye contact."You..I want you Amelia," he answered his voice soft but held a level of firmness. Before another thought can pass through my mind, his lips are on mine

My fiancé, Elio Santoro, is the Don of the Santoro family, one of the five major mafia families in Castellano. During a gang attack, he is shot and loses his memory, causing him to completely forget me. I try again and again to help him recover his memory, but every attempt fails. One day, I go to find him with the contract after finalizing a major drug transport deal with a foreign group on his behalf. By chance, I overhear his conversation with his first love, Sofia Rossi. "Elio, according to our bet, you've already reached level 98 in this game. Two more levels, and I will become the true Donna of the Santoro family." I feel like I've been tossed into an icy lake. So his amnesia is fake, and our seven years together are all a lie. Since the beginning, this is just a cruel game he is playing to amuse his first love, and I am nothing but a toy. Later, I get into a car accident on my way to meet Sofia. Elio rushes into the fire like a madman. The moment he sees my burned corpse, he loses his mind.

"I loved you maxwell, I really did" I yelled at him as tears fell from my eyes " and I loved you too, I still do" he said as he moved closer. "Then why did you make me wait so much before admitting it to me?" I yelled at him. I watched him as he looked down " Max why?" I asked " Because I'm scared.. damn it!" he yelled ***** Scarlett is a normal high school student in her third year, she lives with her father and her younger brother, her mother left her father when she was ten years old and through the years her dad has been both a dad and a mum to she and her brother. with the help of Maxwell, Scarlett's childhood friend who is also her best friend, Scarlett learns how to break off her shell and she falls in love with her best friend who is oblivious of that fact. what will happen to those feelings now when a new guy suddenly appears next door and also in school, it feels magical as they both touch hands.. will Scarlett end up with maxwell or the new guy.

"It's just...I don't think this is working out,” he gestured at the empty space between us. My mind reeled. "What do you mean? We're fine, aren't we?" I asked, holding onto hope. "Honestly, Kalynda, I deserve better." "What's wrong with me?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Jake's gaze dropped to my body, and he didn’t even try to hide his disgust. "It's just...your weight, Kae. It's...unattractive." Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes. "You're ashamed of me," I stated, my voice cracking. Jake shrugged. "I'm just being honest, Kae. You need to lose weight if you want to keep a guy like me.” "You're breaking up with me because of my weight?" I asked, incredulous. Jake nodded. Kalynda hits rock bottom when her boyfriend breaks up with her and she realized he’d been using her all along. The bullying and ridicule from her peers, including her step sister, increased, and Kae wants to end it all. But the brooding Max steps in and stops her. She sees life in a new light and works in herself. What happens when she returns as a completely different person?

Max Siegel loved me deeply and promised me the grandest wedding anyone had ever seen. However, just three days before the big day, everything changed. The custom-made wedding dress he'd ordered for me was given to his stepsister, Fawn Lewis, and instead, he handed me a pill—one that could erase memories. “Kate,” he said, “I don’t want to hurt you, but Fawn has just been diagnosed with terminal cancer. She doesn’t have long. Her last wish is to marry me. I can’t have her leave this world with regrets. “This pill will make you forget everything about us for a few days. But don’t worry. After the wedding is over, I’ll give you the antidote, and you’ll remember everything again. Then, I’ll give you the wedding you deserve.” His tone left no room for negotiation. Without hesitation, I took the pill and swallowed it. However, what he didn’t know was that I developed that drug myself, and there was no antidote. Three days from now, I would forget the man I loved most—him. And once that happens, there’s no turning back and no chance to start over.