The Blue Max Novel Novels & Stories

’ He hissed at her as the SUV swung into the traffic and headed for the Blue Moon Bikers' Headquarters. Maverick had been told William was bringing Xavier's daughter to stay with the Blue Moon Bikers; he had no idea what was going on or why the girl had been staying with Annabelle. He had ordered two female members to organise a secure room for her. William had said she was to be kept locked up, so he had asked two of his best guards to be on standby. When the SUV pulled up, he stood back waiting for William to come to him. He was the King now, and therefore, he needed to let people come to him. A broad smile broke out across Williams' face as he strode toward the younger man, ‘Maverick! Goo

I smiled at my phone, waiting for the call to be connected. "Hey, Max." I showed him my night attire. But why did he look so mad? "That's not your room. Where are you?" He clenched his jaw. "Oh my god. Seriously? How could you even know that this is not my room?" "It's blue? It had car pictures hanging on the back. Damn it. I should've come with you. That's it, I'm going there right now!"

“Come in.” She pushed open the door and stepped inside, her eyes taking in the modern yet elegant decor of the office. It was a testament to Asher Kingsley’s refined taste—clean lines, luxurious materials, and an expansive view of New York’s skyline. Asher himself was seated behind a minimalist desk, engrossed in a stack of blueprints. His intense blue eyes lifted to meet hers, and for a moment, the outside world seemed to vanish.

Alex, Max is the future beta and Sebastian’s best friend and this is his mate Lucy” Xander tells me. I get up and shake their hands. ”Great to meet you. Welcome to the Blue Moon pack. Are you military too?” Max asks. ”Nice to meet you too. Yes, I’m in the Air Force” I keep it simple. ”Awesome. We need to go now, but we’ll see you at the wedding tomorrow. It’s really good to see you!” Max pats Xander’s shoulder. ”Yeah, see you tomorrow” Xander replies and sits back down.

The video went viral within hours. #BlueprintBaby trended worldwide. --- But in the shadows... Lucien wasn't done. In a private call, he hissed into his phone: "Plan C. Do it. I want her reputation shattered by the time she gives birth." And on the other end of the line... Margaret Bluefield replied: "It will be done."

Any moment now I would fall into the hell he had Andy in. Yes, I’d come to the realization this man—this very hot, amazingly handsome man with beautiful Prussian-blue eyes—was the Mr. J. Maxwell, the man I’d dreaded meeting. The man Andy owed two million dollars. The man who would have Andy shot dead in an instant just because he wanted to and had the power to, without even the police stepping in and tarnishing his pristine and powerful image. The dog chose that moment to run to its master, whimpering at the man with a cuteness no person could ever resist, including me, who’d never liked dogs.

Her grey-white fur was falling out in clumps and she was breathless from the short run. Evander's scent was stronger here, and she followed it, pushing the heavy wooden door open with her snout. The room was dark, but she could see the ceiling reached high into the rafters, heavy curtains hung opposite her and one wall was covered entirely by books. His bed was in the middle of the room, and it was the biggest bed she had ever seen. The four-posted wooden monstrosity governed the space--the mattress was at waist height, and drapes cascaded luxuriously from the rails above.

Kael chopped the remaining woods and then headed inside the house after. The house was old and simple. Kael was still looking for a new house he could buy for them. He felt so guilty of not looking out for her grandmother for how many years, while he lived a luxurious life in the castle. Kael and Tristan were cleaning the dusty living room when the entire house suddenly trembled, as if the ground was shaking. They exchanged puzzled glances, before they went outside to see what’s happening. As they stepped out of the house, Kael looked up and spotted a blue beam piercing through the skies. It came from somewhere far north.

It was strange, never had Blue met a man who was such a perfect image of Toby Flenderson in all regards. "We're only still eating because Blue spends half of her life in bed and only emerges for meals—late, may I add," For once in her life, Blue hadn’t a disrespectful quip to hurl at her mother. Instead, she stared into her own lap, head in her hands, and willed away the touch that had pinned her against the railing and lingered so dreadfully.

I watched him as he walked out of my penthouse with determination and urgency in his steps and knew that he was going to make everything go smoothly as he usually does. I rest back against the couch I was seated on, closed my eyes, and smiled. If she thinks that she could just escape my clutches like that, then she’s got to think twice about that. But then the next minute, a frown replaced the smile on my face, as my thought drifted to the dangers that she was about to face soon. From past histories, the previous Blue Bloods weren’t able to overcome all the challenges they faced from the moment they were discovered before they were eventually killed.