All Chapters of Max: The Rise Of House Chron : Chapter 1
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HEIST.
CHAPTER 1: HEIST.MAX'S POV. "Hurry up already!"Turning to the left, I glared at the one grumbling at me, holding back from saying a word I considered vulgar at the time. "Why don't you come zap the door open with some jolts of electricity, Zack? I bet you wouldn't mind spending the next five years in the sovereignty's prison if we get caught breaking into one of their properties.""Well, just be a little faster," Zack responded."Would you just shut the hell up and let him do what he does best?" Quin retorted frustratedly. "The only reason I let you on this job is because of what I owe you. Don't make me wish I shouldn't have.""Okay. Fine. My lips are sealed," Zack replied, speaking no further.Finally, there was some quiet. Focusing, I typed on my mini keyboard, which projected from my wrist watch like a hologram. It was an AI-powered gadget. Zack yawned, nonverbally communicating that I was taking long, but I ignored him. What a jerk he was. After a little while, we heard a c
NOT MY HOME.
CHAPTER 2: NOT MY HOME.MAX'S POV.My eyes darted around, hardly able to look up at the Sovereign's official. I could see my life going down the drain already. And with the way he looked at me, I was certain that I was done for."Are you always this timid, Max?" the man asked. "Uh, no. No, sir," I replied, gulping. He narrowed his eyes, looking intently at me. "Then why do you seem jittery?" he asked further."I uh- I'm just a bit surprised. I've never had cause to be visited by an official of the Sovereignty, sir," I replied. My Mom and stepdad threw nervous glances at me. I'm sure they were wondering what trouble I had gotten into this time. The man sighed, then he reached into the inner pocket of his ash uniform, which was knee-length, designed like a trench coat, with a belt strapped around his waist. With the insignia on his shoulder, I could tell he was a high-ranking official of the Sovereignty. He brought out an envelope and stretched his hand toward me. I furrowed my bro
NIGHT OF PERILS.
CHAPTER 3: NIGHT OF PERILS.MAX'S POV.Bewildered, I beheld a sight that shattered my heart into a thousand pieces. My girlfriend was bent over on her knees, and banged from behind by who I'd never imagine she'd do such a thing with- Zack. I thought he was out celebrating with Quin and Chloe. "Julia!" I yelled in anger. Stunned, the duo turned quickly in my direction. Seeing I was the one, Julia smiled and resumed bouncing on Zack's erect and rigid penis, making sure a got a clear view of her ass as it giggled. Her moans were a direct mockery of me. I couldn't remember what it felt like making love to my own girlfriend. But there she was, giving what was mine to someone else. Was it even mine, though?"You can come join in, Max. I'm not selfish," Zack smiled, grabbing Julia by the waist as he began thrusting in and out of her forcefully. Despite the loud music, I could hear the sound of his impact against Julia's jiggling butt. Consumed with rage, I walked over and punched him on
REASONABLE DOUBT.
CHAPTER 4: REASONABLE DOUBT.MAX'S POV.Stepping out of the door I entered, I found myself in the middle of the road, in what seemed like a war-torn area. Turning back, I saw that Quin and Chloe were nowhere to be found. I was gripped with a little bit of fear.There were buildings destroyed, vehicles on fire, as though a bomb had gone off. There was carnage all around me as far as the eye could see. The sky was red as though the heavens bled.Smoke and dust filled the air, making visibility a bit challenging. I was also covered in dust, I guess as a result of the rubble all around me. Before me, there were dead bodies and injured folks wailing. Terrified at the sight before me, I reflexively took a few steps backward and stumbled, falling onto a body with a first-degree burn. Gasping in fear, I quickly stood to my feet. "Where am I? What's going on?" I muttered. Up ahead, I saw a mound of rubble as though something heavy had landed in the middle of the road. So, I walked over to i
AT THE BETROTHAL CEREMONY.
CHAPTER 5: AT THE BETROTHAL CEREMONY.A man accompanied by a Sovereign guard walked hastily through the hallways of the Sovereign's hold. He nodded, greeting some of the officials who were standing and those who were up and about at the hold. It was a busy day at the hold.He got to a section of the palace and walked to a twelve-foot door. On each side of the door stood a soldier, dressed in navy blue uniforms and armed, looking well-groomed. He went ahead to knock on the door. "My Lady? It is time." After a short while of getting no response, he knocked again. "Lady Raika. It's time." Once again, there was no response. Lord Keefe went ahead to push open the door and walk into the Princess's chamber. He met her absence. "Where is she? Where is the Princess?" he asked the soldiers who stood guard by her door. They looked confusedly at Lord Keefe. "After she returned from lunch, she hasn't left her chambers, my lord," one of the soldiers said. "Well, she isn't in her chambers, is
ENCOUNTER AT THE CREEKS.
CHAPTER 6: ENCOUNTER AT THE CREEKS. RAIKA'S POV.***Earlier That Day***"So, how do you feel about today, Raika? I hope you're not nervous?"I honestly didn't know that anyone was speaking to me. I was absent-minded, staring down at my food, which I had only eaten halfway."Earth to Raika!" "Mm," I gasped, looking up. "Were you saying something, Mother?""I'm surprised to see that you are nervous," Mother said, furrowing her brow slightly as she looked intently at me."Nervous? Me?" I scoffed. "Why the heck would I be nervous?" "Well, it's just unusual seeing you this way. You've never seemed nervous. But it's okay to be nervous. Just so you know, I was a nervous wreck when it was my Betrothal Ceremony to your father. You're handling way better than I did," she said, then she gulped some wine."Thank you for the encouragement, Mother, but I'm not nervous." "Then what's weighing on your mind?" Mother inquired. I munched a little bit of the grilled steak we were served for lunch. H
INCIDENT AT THE BETROTHAL CEREMONY.
CHAPTER 7: INCIDENT AT THE BETROTHAL CEREMONY.RAIKA'S POV.Standing close to Percy, we waltzed to a soft ballad that the band played. It was so beautifully played that I'd have rather sat and listened to it, but I was obligated to do otherwise.I was impressed at how good Percy had gotten since the last time I ever witnessed him dancing, but it wasn't with me, though. It was with that cheeky, self-absorbed Megan. I was glad she and the other kids of the Barons weren't here. But there was escaping her as long as we were all expected to resume training at the academy the next day. What a grueling task it would be to deal with her crap. But what the hell.As we danced, speaking no words to each other, I caught sight of a couple of unfriendly faces I recognized. I couldn't help but stare anytime I had the opportunity to, as I waltzed, furrowing my brow."Is everything okay?" Percy asked. "Yeah. Everything is okay," I replied, cracking a mild smile, trying to hide my concern. It felt li
NEW LIFE AWAITS.
CHAPTER 8: NEW LIFE AWAITS.MAX'S POV.I sat on the chair in Quin's and Chloe's shared apartment, placing ice on my slightly swollen face. The front door electronically beeped open, and the girls walked in, engaged in an exuberant chit-chat, laughing. They walked in, each carrying grocery bags. It had been over three hours since they left the house."Max, you won't believe the obnoxious thing Quin was imagi- The hell!" Chloe exclaimed, furrowing her brow. "What happened?" Quin asked as they quickly set the grocery bags down and walked toward me. Chloe took off the ice bag and looked at my face."Who did this?" she asked."The Morton brothers," I replied, sighing. "Those assholes! I swear to God, I'll-" "It's okay, Quin. I took care of it. There's no need for the violence," I interrupted, trying not to let things get out of hand, knowing how hot-tempered Quin was, especially when it came to people she cared about."They came to get their cut from the heist we pulled," I added."The
COUNCIL OF BARONS.
CHAPTER 9: COUNCIL OF BARONS. The atmosphere at the Sovereign's hold was quite tense. Events of the previous night caused the Sovereign to tighten security at the hold. Although activities went on as usual, there was a renewed sense of alertness by everyone, especially the guards. Along the massive hallways, footsteps could be heard as Lord Julius made his way to the hall of council. The Sovereign had called for a council meeting with the Barons earlier that day at dawn. As he got to the door, the sovereign guards bowed, and the steel red doors slid into the wall to the left and the right automatically, sensing his presence. He didn't as much as nod in acknowledgement to the salutation of the guards. He ignored them and walked in.Up ahead at the round table, he saw lord Castor and lord Kole chit-chatting. They seemed rather at ease. "What are you two so engrossedly talking about?" lord Julius asked, pulling out a seat among the four empty seats at the majestically crafted table.