Adam Driver Smile Novels & Stories

I know I’m acting like a brat but when your genes contained impatient and stubborn qualities, it was kind of impossible to sit quietly. “Now where’s the fun in that?” He teased and I glared jokingly at him, causing him to raise his hands in mock surrender. I cracked a smile. “There it is!” Adam exclaimed when the smile made an appearance, startling me. The smile grew a teeny bit bigger at his stupid antics, suppressing a silent laugh. “Shut up,” I playfully shoved him and he caught my hand in his, a playful smirk plastered on his face as he kept his other hand on the steering wheel and his gaze on the road.

"Where's Adam? Isn't he going to kiss my ass before I leave?" Speak of the devil, here he comes. His car, a sleek dark red Lamborghini, just pulled up at the apartment directly across from ours, separated only by a narrow road. Adam emerged from the driver's seat, looking effortlessly cool. He sported black jeans paired with an off-white shirt, its sleeves casually rolled up to his elbows, and donned stylish sunglasses. His hair, neatly tousled, added to his rugged charm. "Where's your stuff?" my brother asked as Adam approached us. But before responding to my brother, Adam first turned towards Mom and Dad, acknowledging them with a nod of gratitude—that was his way of greeting them instead

She had long black hair that touched her waist and that was all most people had seen of her. But, some people had seen than that. They had seen her fingers and her nails which were always painted black and were always covered by gloves. Some had seen her eyes which were always surrounded by black shades of eye shadow and her lips that seemed blacker each time you looked at it. But, none had noticed those bright blue irises that sparkled whenever she smiled. Neither had anyone seen her smile. They all knew her name and all she did but most of them would never recognize her if she wore a color other than black. She was Jade Adler, the Gothic troublemaker who had almost burned down the school d

He sighed, glancing at his ruined trousers. “Will you stop screaming already?” He bent down in front of Felix. “You're going to make me deaf’ “I'm.. s..sorry Mr Adams, I will never-” “Sorry won't get my goods back, will it?” he said, patting Felix's face. “If you don't want to lose your other hand, you'd better start talking” Mr Adams smiled. But that smile made Felix's whole body tremble in dread.

“I’ll make sure to give him your regards.” For a moment, Adam’s expression flickered—something calculating passed through his gaze. He studied me, as though trying to gauge whether I was lying or if I had revealed anything useful. I kept my posture relaxed, waiting for him to make the next move. “Well, I’m glad you’re feeling better,” he said finally, his voice light and casual again, but there was still an edge to it, the kind that made me feel like I was walking on thin ice. “After all, it wouldn’t do for the lady of the hour to miss such a grand event.” He smiled that same unsettling smirk before nodding slightly and stepping aside.

Zean glanced at Adam, conveyed the idea with a distinctive smile printed on his lips, as if there was a light shining above the man's head at the moment. Adam was silent, not long after the man hit Zean's annoying face with his hard fist, "your idea disgusts me," Adam said then started the car engine.

They had armed me with enough knowledge to score a point against him, however small. I was almost at Simon’s door when Adam appeared, storming out of the office. His anger rolled off him in waves, fists clenching and unclenching as though he were holding himself back from striking something. His glare at Simon’s closed door looked fierce enough to burn through it. When his eyes caught mine, his stance shifted. The fury smoothed into a brittle smile as he walked toward me. “Is something wrong?” I asked, unsettled by the sight of him. That smile, so forced, did nothing to ease my worries.

I wore a real smile that evening since I had good news for Damon. My Uncle had sent me a message. I had been invited to start my training at the Silver Sword Academy. I couldn't wait to let Damon hear it. Even my mom hadn't found out yet. With my eyes still shut, I stomped my right foot on the ground, the left partially in the air, still trying to get his attention. I was this clingy, funny girlfriend of his. We had dated for years, so I already saw it as a normal thing to get him to me any time I wanted him.

asked Adara while fixing her hairstyle. "Just get out. Don't talk too much." Well, as usual, Dominic and all his annoying traits. "Tch! Wait a minute!" Creak... Adara got out of the car. The camera shutter light seemed to be chasing her. Adara gave her best smile. She welcomes Dominic's hand as the man approached her. His face was very straight. Without any interesting kind of expression. 'What's wrong with him?' asked Adara, feel confused.

By the time my eyes opened back, Adam wa staring at me already. That almost came as a shock if I was not a pro in reacting to shocking situations. I turned my head, raised my brow up in question. Adam just smiled. I knew he was enjoying it. He always did that, even before the whole situation where we get together, it was like he enjoyed watching me and I was his own personal human and moving television. I rolled my eyes when he was still smiling. There was just something about the smile that made me want to promise him all my future earnings.