Adam Death Novels & Stories

, she would have tried to thrust her knee in between his legs but he was skin close, holding her there with his body with her legs parted, Amy could smell his achol breath, she turned her head sideways. "Leave me—" "Listen girl, you have to do everything I want, do you get it?, else I'll kill you and no one will ever find out" Adamos said to her, his voice gruff, his English was so accented that Amy could barely make out what he was saying. Adamos knew he only had few minutes, two in the least. "You think I'm scared of dying, go ahead, kill me and get your revenge, you sick son of a bitch"

Nicholas and Amora held onto each other until the screams fell between small cries and a whimper. Creed’s dragon shifted back to his human form. He now stood over Adam, whose eyes could no longer blink. The fire burned up all the moisture in his body, now leaving him nothing but a hollow husk. Adam’s eyes looked into Creed’s. No words were exchanged until Adam’s last breath breathed out nothing but his black smoke, eyes wide with no lids to cover them.

David said smiling wit arms open ,they both shook hands "so tell me why are you here " he ask and detective Marcus sigh . " last night 5 witches where murdered and this time the nature is death is base of vampire blood lust . the witches we're sucked to death by a vampire "he said and David smile faded like dust . " so what you're trying to say is a vampire wipe out 5 witches " I ask and he took a glance to with no clue of who I am " oh my bad am Victor Adams " I introduced myself and he gasped out loud and so was his men .

He gestured to the four masked men who aimed their pistol at Massimo. "Mass....Vincent is in!" Hyacinth muttered. "Don't worry, he can't do a thing" he assured. "Then why is he here?" She asked. "The deal ends today because Godmother is dead!" Alejandro winked and Massimo gasped. "What! How?" He asked curiously. "I freaking killed, she's taking a whole lot of time.." he paused and faced somewhere else. "Who still stays alive at 85!!!" He grinned evily as he faced Massimo.

“I think he knows we’re engaged by now Leo. But I doubt he had any hand in planning it. This is Grayson we’re talking about.” “Yeah, I know. But I don’t think you do Love,” he sighed, “April 4th is Adam’s Birthday. This year he would have been twenty-seven. On that day, Grayson typically spends it with his parents. They go to Adam’s grave. Go to the museum which Adam loved to do. Have dinner at Adam’s favorite restaurant and release memory lanterns in his honor at the park. It’s a thing they do every year, and that cunt knows this.”

He didn't want it to be true. “ That's the problem Adams. We killed Martin, his eldest son and his daughter with our hands, but his younger son and his wife...We didn't see their bodies and the people we sent to kill them never came back. We just assumed that they were dead, as we were too high up in the air with the newly acquired power. ” Jack Blackwell grimaced, as William Adams's heart started drowning.

So he had to die with my strength. "Albus Wesley, son of Alejandro Wesley. As one of the angels of death. I am reaping your soul, today. You may now perish in the hellish fire of hell." When my hand finally caught fire Wesley was screaming in pain. And as it finally disappeared his body sank to the floor due to my heavy presence and determination. I have to get to hell, this is my only way to know the truth. Things that creatures in the ministry of death cannot say.

He knew that someone had just perished and said a prayer. "You shouldn't be messing with the fates Sebastian, they'll fuck you up," Sergio mumbled softly and I snorted at him as I strolled around him and headed to my car. My black mist whipped around me and my glowing eyes cast shadows in the enclosed dark space. Sergio shook his head at me and didn't bother trying to stop me. He knew the stories of my heart breaks of the past, all of my caregivers knew. The garage door opened and I peeled out of the garage, hellbent on getting my boyfriend back. Thankfully it was dark outside since I was in full death mode and looked like a shadow person with wispy ends and two glowing eyes. I had to be car

Devon said. I remember what Luna said about the hatred that she can sense in me before the accident happened. It is because my dad died in a hard way. His cancer killed him. I can’t accept that he will die just like that. There’s a lot of war that he has been through. He went to Afghanistan and he survived. And because of cancer, he died. He lost the battle. I know my dad is a good person and he doesn't deserve to have cancer. I never talked to God after my dad died. I questioned him but I didn't see any answer. That is why I stopped talking to God and that is the hatred that Luna can sense from me.

She just turned on her heel and walked away, her boots crunching through the spreading pool of blood like it was nothing. I couldn’t breathe. I Could Not Breathe. “What the fuck—” I gasped, stepping backward, nearly tripping over my own feet. “What the fuck was that?!” Hoodie Guy’s expression didn’t change. He looked at the dead man, then at the brunette, and finally, back at me. “Bad timing,” he told me quietly. “Bad—?!” My voice cracked. “Someone just—she just killed him!” He sighed, like I was overreacting. “Yeah. That tends to happen in situations like this.”