Solo Max Newbie Novels & Stories

The only place that's not obeying that rule is The Emperors suites, it's the biggest building in the hostel though the building is slightly different from normal suites. In the living room is Kennedy, s*x chatting with the girl he's meeting tonight, he's so into it that he's not looking up from his phone. In the game room is Francisco, playing video games all by himself. They only play games together when everyone is available but right now, everyone is busy. "Go!, Go!, Yes!, About to!, Fire!, Yes!!!!" He screamed, winning the tenth round of the game. In Ricardo's room, he's busy with Poppy.

“The walls here are very thin.” Becca shot her a warning look. “Mira.” “What?” Mira said innocently. “I’m just saying clearly, the Alpha King wasn’t too worried about rest.” Eugene groaned, dragging a hand down his face. “Moon help me.” Max appeared at the doorway then, his shirt discarded, sweat glistening on his skin as he flexed his claws in and out, practicing controlled strikes against the air. “You’re awake early,” Eugene noted. Max shrugged.

“So, what did you do?” “I told my magnificent boss, your beautiful wife, that I have things worked out so I can help you and work my shifts without causing any problems,” Max explained. “If I get too tired and need a nap, I will have the new guy I’m training drive while I sleep. He can wake me up if he needs anything or has any questions.” “So basically, you are just being your normal self,” Wren said, shaking his head. “Exactly!” Max answered. “I don’t know how the two of you have put up with him for so many years,” Wren said to Little Bob and Lindsay.

I grab his thick forearm, dropping my weight down and pulling him in the exact direction he was already traveling. The massive sniper sails right past me, his own forward momentum betraying him completely. Max stumbles, his boots scrambling for purchase on the foam mat to keep from eating floor. He manages to catch his balance just before hitting the wall, turning around with a look of genuine surprise on his bearded face. "Well, shit," Max laughs, shaking his head. "Slippery bastard." "Good job," Dom cheers, clapping me hard on the shoulder. "He’s practically a ninja. Alright, Butcher, your turn. Give him something sharp."

“Three weekends out of four, ideally. A sunny disposition at all times. And sex. Lots of sex.” “I can do that.” I wished I was as sure as I sounded, but three grand would make me sure. “Fine.” Max tapped at his phone. “What’s your email address?” “Cloe J loves rides at g***l dot com.” He raised his eyebrows but didn’t comment. “Sent.”

Her hands clenched the sheets, and her eyes fluttered. “You’re so wet for me, Noodle,” he noted. He evaluated her dampness a little more before finally pushing his dick in. “Aaaah.” “Max!” For the first time, Maxwell experienced the pleasure of going RAW, and he loved it.

With a small blast of fire from his feet, Max initiated a sprint towards Tamashi. “YOU’RE MINE, SPARKY! I’LL END THIS IN ONE BLOW!” Max jumped as he neared Tamashi. As Max fell through the sky, Tamashi reached out his arm. ‘Inazuma no Kabe.’ Max slammed head-first into the wall and bounced off, flying backwards in the direction he came from. As Tamashi released the wall, Max recovered and rose to his feet.

Jason gestured, placing his index finger over his lips at Ken before entering and making Ken look down in embarrassment. "Max," Ken called softly. "Your room is completely soundproof?" "Yes. I learned to play drums in middle school and it annoyed Phi Jason because it was loud, so my Mom made my room soundproof so I could practice drums in peace," Max replied. He opened the wardrobe and looked for a comfortable t-shirt and shorts and gave them to Ken. "Take a quick shower so you can sleep well. Fresh towels and toothbrushes are in the cupboard under the sink," Max said.

Once she was done with her group performance, I signal to start our music. When the music starts, all of us get into the zone and when we begin, there are loud cheers everywhere. It's in the middle of the song that I had to do my solo dance. I climb up to the shoulder of some of my cheerleader girls and do a backflip with loud cheering coming from the audience.

Max asked to the driver. "Yes, Sir. They'll be there in an hour." The man suddenly sighed anxiously. “Can I hold it in for an hour?” After closing his eyes and trying to catch the breath, Max pointed his index finger. “Please turn the music as loud as possible!” When the driver had carried out his orders, Max pulled the curtains around him. Frowning, he pulled down his trousers. "You really are pathetic." Reluctantly, Max played alone. He didn't care anymore if his voice was heard by the driver during pauses between songs. The desire had to be tuned while waiting.