Adam Death Novels & Stories

Marco was the one to bury Darius. Adryan placed the boquet of lillies he had in his hand on the tomstone. his eyes finding the name on the tombstone, sadness enveloping him as he was hit with nostalgia. Darius James Blackwood 21st march 1994 - 13th December 2023 he saw a young Darius's smiling face in front of him, the memories of the good time hitting him like a truck as a tear trickled down his chin. He was mourning for is brother, with whom he had estranged a long time ago.

"I can't believe I am talking to you now." "He is no more, Darling. I've missed you." Monika put her hand on Adom's arm which made Adom jerked away. "What happened to him? Died from Drug overdose? In the Prison for drug usage?" Adom mocked but Monika pretty face twitched slightly so he knew he guessed the second one right. "Get out of here, Monika. We are done." "I.. AM... NOT... DONE.. WITH.. YOU..." Monika gritted teeth. "Well, I am, my dear Monika. And best of luck, darling. To your next man. He will regret in no time though." Adom gave a pretty smirk to Monika and get up from his seat. Never mind. He is not attending any metting today anymore.

“A member of Rex’s pack. But I killed him. I tore him apart, limb by limb. I got justice for your mother, Katarina.” My breath catches as he continues. “I made sure his death was as gruesome as possible. And then… I burned him.” His voice goes cold, haunted by the memory. I don’t know if I feel better that justice was served or worse that I wasn’t the one to deliver it. “You were in love with my mom?” I whisper, struggling to believe it. “Yes.” Adam’s gaze doesn’t waver. “I loved her. Very much. I still do.” “You bloody bastard!” Zane lunges, punching him across the face. Adam’s head snaps to the side.

Then he throws the dagger and gun onto the floor. They clatter loudly against the hardwood, spinning before settling. Silence crashes over the room.Every eye locks onto the weapons. Understanding spreads—fast and heavy. Someone inhales sharply. Another man clenches his jaw so tight I can hear it grind. Matt steps forward, staring down at them, his face draining of color. “When?” he asks through gritting teeths.. “Early this morning,” Adams replies. “A negotiation went wrong. He was shot… and died at 1 a.m.”

It was as if he intended to kill her. “Do you know who can keep a secret forever?” Adam pressed his face close to hers. “Dead people. Only the dead can keep a secret.” “No...” Carrie shook her head. She struggled to pull his wrists down. In fear, she regretted threatening him earlier. “Are you scared?” Adam asked. “Are you afraid that I’ll kill you?” Carrie nodded vigorously. Adam chuckled. “But I’m not afraid. Having died once, I’m not afraid of anything now.”

The next video was taken at a hospital ward in the intensive care unit of a hospital. Daniel was playing the video of Carmen being stripped naked in public inside the hospital ward. Mr. Adams, who had just woken up, was staring at the video with wide eyes. He was so mad that he couldn't breathe. All of a sudden, he struggled slightly before cursing at Daniel. However, Daniel simply stepped forward and unplugged the oxygen tube. As a result, he struggled for a bit before he stopped moving... He was dead.

There’s something electric in the air, an unsettling tension that prickles at my skin. “What just happened?” I demand, crossing my arms as I glance back toward the retreating figure of Zombie. “Why is Zombie running like the devil’s on his heels?” Amber’s gaze flickers away, her expression shifting from surprise to worry. “It wasn’t Zombie,” she replies, her voice shaky but determined. “That was Adis.” My heart drops like a stone. Adis. My mind races, trying to process what she just said. “Adis? As in your Adis, the Adis we both know died almost 18 months ago?” I can barely wrap my head around it. “It can’t be.”

He then turns to face Adam. "And you are Adam, age 24, don't have a mother but you did have a father whom you brutally killed when you were 11 thus you joined the underworld when you were just 11 with the help of a local gangster. '' Jamie again turns his gaze at Amy who looks speechless and bothered. Never expected someone to hold her past in front of her like it means nothing. Adam doesn't like to hear about his past either. Specially how he had to kill his father at the tender age of 11, it brings back the old and painful memory of his life, memories which never fade away nor do they even let Adam forget them.

I turn another page and my hands go still. The header is in Italian, neat and unhurried. Authorization code, Palermo operation. Beneath it, a string of numbers and letters that mean nothing to me, and beneath that, a date. Two years ago. The date Lorenzo Armenise was killed. And below the date, in the same careful script, a single word. Target. And the target’s surname is Armenise.

and Natalie bursted in tears as she saw him closing his eyes. "No, Adam , please ... don't do this! “ "Adam , please don't leave, please," she said , crying hysterically and putting her head on his chest. only to hear him whispering. “I love you ..you...Natalie ..” He was gone. Adam died.