Solo Max Novels & Stories

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.

They were punishing Maxwell Barlow, the only ray of sunshine in my life. Max tried to fight them off, he tried to save me but he was outnumbered. Charles could do nothing either. A seven-foot-tall man hit Max on his head when he started protesting Xander Benson's decision and Max had fallen to the floor. My sweet Max! It crushed my heart to see him in such a terrible situation. I cried and cried but the strong hands holding me back didn't let me go. They didn't even let me cradle his head in my lap and check his wound. I didn't even know if he was alive. I hoped to God that he was alive. I could not imagine a world without Maxwell Barlow. He was the only man who really cared about me, who ca

Max stupidly asks him. "Sorry, BroMax, seems you're glitching, you're breaking up, I can't talk to you right now, bad signal," Troy responds in haste before getting up and walking over to Simo to order his favorite ice cream -- 'bland' flavored ice cream, his words, definitely not mine. Max shakes his head before glancing at Bell and I in bewilderment. "Am I dreaming? I was talking to him face-to-face, right? How can I be glitching?"

“You have earned it, and besides Max wasn’t even there went we decided to put you on the squad. Look, I know the guy, he doesn’t play with women feelings, he usually is very straight forward with what he wants and he never crosses a line. I told him you’re like my sister and he is not backing off, so that either means he doesn’t give a shit about the alliance, which is very unlikely, or two he likes you but is just a bit messed up in the head and can’t decide what to do or three, he is completely messed up and lost all his senses and is using you.” I flinch at the last one but Colton quickly adds “Look all I’m trying to say is be careful. Max is a good person and he normally would play with

"Wow! Look at you. My little brother is all grown up and dishing out advice. How did you get to be so smart?" Tim smiled in return before saying, "well, spending most of my time alone allows me to watch a lot of videos on social media. I follow so many relationship coaches and watch all their videos. Mostly because I want to do right by Miley." Cindy laughed hard. "Your motivation is impressive Tim. Miley is a very lucky girl. The problem with your advice is that Maya is very sly. She has so many schemes up her sleeves and I am no match for her shameless and extreme behavior.

Erwin spoke up seriously. "She'll be a distraction but in disguise, she'll wear a mask to hide her identity, she'll distract them while we carry out the mission." Seth said as they all looked at me. "What exactly am I doing? " I asked. "There is this underground club where mob bosses meets to deal with business, one of them is Sheldon Mansoz he owes us and he's throwing his eldest son his 27th birthday, he has a safe where he keeps his money and we are more than willing to take what is rightfully ours.." Seth explains.

He says turning around and walking down the stairway. Felix looks at the devil's retreating figure as he starts thinking about what he said earlier. A marriage? For real? Max reaches the exit and goes outside, it is still sunny today and he can see his workers trying hard to finish the company work. The sky is clear and bright and all of this is only for him, he is not going to let anybody ruin it. He drives his Mercedes Benz SLK sports car straight towards the main road as he drives at high speed. The road is filled with less traffic so he has to keep his foot steady and keep moving.

In his headset, Max laughed breathlessly like he wasn’t one hit away from getting wiped. “Fuck,” Jamie snapped, grinning despite himself. “Why would you do this alone?” “It looked much smaller from a distance,” Max said, voice bright with adrenaline. “You’re insane.” “I prefer… valiant.” Somehow they did it. The last hit landed, the monster collapsed in a dramatic shower of sparkles and loot. Jamie’s shoulders sagged. Max whooped. “HELL YEAH!” “Was it really worth it?” “Yes,” Max said immediately. “Look at this loot.”

Then came the voice, smooth and familiar, and cocky enough to trigger her internal alarms. “Hope I’m not crashing the party.” Max. Max Gray. April sat bolt upright as he stepped into the room, six feet of casual movie-star confidence, dressed down in a black tee and jeans, with a grin that could have been patented for global seduction. His dark blond hair was tousled, his stubble was perfect, and his sunglasses hung from the collar of his shirt like he’d just walked off a set in Malibu. “Holy shit,” Sophie whispered. Trent choked on his wine. “Max Gray,” he muttered, remembering the night Max had been at Twister with Noah and Ryan in the VIP area.

"That makes sense. I will do as you said." Only if she knew that the person behind the success of her campaign was none other than her ex-husband. . . . . The next day, Max arrived at the office with a clear plan in his mind. What he wanted to do might be risky, but he had no option unless he wanted to abandon his job. He had spent the night thinking deeply and planning so that there would be no traces left behind when he was done. He was going to stay overnight alone and sabotage the company’s financial system. He needed the entire night to work uninterrupted, and he had crafted a strategy to make sure no one would suspect a thing.