The Secret Life Of Pets Max And Gidget Novels & Stories

my body fell to the chair in weakness. How did I end up kissing my pet? I knew I did once but that was to scare her off, so how the hell? God damn it!! “When you are done getting your explanation from her, also tell her to fucking stay off you. I might indeed end her life without your knowledge the next time,” Max stated before storming out of the office. Fuck!!!

I hope it gives him time to forget everything and move on. I lean against the couch with Frosty over my lap. Frosty, the little white puppy that we found. Yeah, I and Max named him that because of his fur color. I smile as I think about Christopher's expression whenever he sees Frosty. I guess he is not so comfortable around having pets, but that's not a problem, I could definitely make him change his mind.

suggested Jocelyn, putting her arm around Anna's shoulder to encourage her. "Okay, I'll call the LAPD officer to come here to document the evidence and maybe ask for protection for Anna if possible," Max replied then took his cell phone into the room. When Max left Anna and Jocelyn, suddenly the two women screamed hysterically. And the puppy was barking excitedly while scratching the floor. He ran back into the kitchen. It turned out that there was a medium-sized snake crawling on the kitchen floor. Max swiftly looked for JC's golf club to kill the snake. "You guys back off slow don't run, I'll hit it on the head," Max ordered calmly.

I reach out to shake his hands; he eyes it before finally taking it. “Scott Whitfield.” He replies. Scott Whitfield. I play his name over in my head, wondering if he’s in our business, but his name does not ring a bell. “So how do you know our lovely Max?” “Who is your Max? And why are you asking him how I know him? It’s none of your—” “We’re childhood friends,” Scott replies. Max frowns, annoyed that he told me, but the news makes me happy. He’s just a friend.

I turn away, forcing my legs to move faster. The tunnel slopes downward. The air grows colder, heavier. Water drips somewhere ahead, echoing like footsteps. I whisper to myself to stay calm, to keep moving, but every sound now feels alive, the hiss of air, the flicker of the lantern. When the tunnel finally opens into a wider chamber, I stop to catch my breath. A faint glow leaks from a fissure in the ceiling, pale moonlight cutting across the darkness. It falls on an old emblem carved into the wall, a wolf standing guard over two pups.

She appeared a bit too nonchalant for Rachel’s liking. “This is too strange, Mikayla! This is a human being you are taking n to live with you! And as a pet! Oh my gosh! I can’t fathom the fact that you already think this is something normal and acceptable!” Rachel’s beautiful face frowned. She was clearly in distress about this and clearly against this notion of a pet. But Rachel didn’t know what had happened to Mikayla’s life with Davey in the past few days and how much joy she was having. Rachel hadn’t known that yet. And so, of course, Rachel didn’t support her stance.

"How about her?" Gerald asked, curious. He genuinely wanted to know because in the past, Max seemed to despise Gina. The innocent Japanese girl who preferred books over Max himself. The love story between the two had originated from a challenge made by Max and Gerald's friends during their college days. Whatever happened, one day Max admitted that he lost a bet. Since then, they never discussed Gina again. Even when Gerald returned to Indonesia and Max decided to go back to Spain, that topic never surfaced again. Until a few years later, he heard Max was getting married, to Gina, the woman who had once been the subject of their bet.

(2 years ago, Birthday night) After deciding that he would need to keep Gemma being his mate a secret, he had walked up the stairs with a heavy heart, his mate’s scent telling him where she was. As he had neared Maddie’s door,he had heard the excitement in Gemma’s voice and smiled when he heard her comparing their kiss to a movie known for sexual content and how hot it was. His wolf had said the words ‘our mate is amazing’ and just before Max could agree, Maddie had squealed in his head in excitement; not realising that he had projected the thought without any barricade.

I didn’t even want to imagine where I’d end up retrieving this new creature from. “What is that?” I asked, pointing at the cage with open disapproval. “Mom, this is Fluffy. And we’re bringing Gosha here too, right? They’ll be friends.” “Fluffy?” Strange name, but fine. “So now, on top of the parrot, I’ll be chasing this rodent around the house too?” “It’s not a rodent. It’s a guinea pig,” Max corrected, straightening up and turning toward me. “Don’t worry. If anything happens, the housekeeper will take care of it.”

Even Max was eagerly waiting,the triplets nursery is finished all that's left was for them to come. Since Max has been home Marcella hasn't send any notes or more dead rats,he's asked her two days after his return from London what she had wanted at first she had played dumb but he had showed her the cctv footage and she had lied about why she had come here that day,he'd also question her about the roses she had said Cameroon had send it.She hated lying to him but Marcella tried to scare her and for a while it had worked.