Adam Driver Snape Novels & Stories

Adam Bedford was especially ruthless and cruel, taking Zacho's head…. Upon knowing so, Evan knitted his brows as he replied in confusion, "That's strange. Adam Bedford has never had much of a name in the world. How did he get so powerful all of a sudden? Not only did he kill Zacho, but he also had his pupils take down the North Sea Galaxy…"

Augustos was as evil as his father. Adam did not know what to do. His head begun to ached. All he wanted to do before was to create a team that is powerful and unbeatable in regards to battle. And here he was now, fighting against them. How ironic things become. He loved them all. Adam treasured each of his subordinates equally. Adam lost focus as the time goes by and Kelpie noticed it. “Hey, do not lost focus”, she shouted from behind. Adam noticed a woman who was severely bleeding. She looked like a princess as well.

Stephen said in a calm but murderous tone as he watched Thorne fall to his knees in pain. Then Adrian appeared in front of him Instantly about to end it all but Adam spoke up, “wait, please”, Adam said as he got to his feet walking towards Thorne, he was almost healed so he was able to move properly. When Adam reached Thorne he was on his knees till under Stephen spell so Thorne was unable to move and he stared up at Adam in fear, “please Adam forgive me, stop them and I will reward you greatly” Throne said he tried to reason with Adam.

The thought of Theon hurting her future soul mate made her stomach turn. "I'm sorry!" Adam cried, bowing his head to the floor in a dramatic fashion. "It was my parents. They're traditionalists. They forced me to vote for Jason because he's a Goldman. I didn't think it mattered since you said you didn't want to lead." Adam cowed as the larger boy approached, stepping through his pack with delicate footfalls. With a strong build and a height just under six foot eight, Theon was formidable in stature, but it was his aura that truly terrified his foes. Unlike most werewolves, his yellow eyes pointed teeth remained visible even in his human form.

His obsidian-black eyes held an unreadable glint as he gazed at her, unwavering. Arabella instantly felt a sense of unease. She recognized him—Adam. Harry’s cousin. A man known for his ambition, intelligence, and cunning nature. Dressed in a sharp black suit over a crisp white shirt, he exuded class and refinement. But there was something in his sharp gaze and his signature smirk that made Arabella’s stomach churn. Unbeknownst to her, Adam had been watching her from a distance. A sly grin played on his lips, filled with a hidden agenda. He had been intrigued by her the moment he laid eyes on her that evening. And now, an opportunity had presented itself.

Adam says. "Thing is... I don’t know who else to talk to about this." "But I fucking need your help. Please." His gaze locks on me, and I feel him staring from the corner of my eye. I finally look at him, his brown eyes are too drowning to even gaze at. "What is it you want, Adam?" I ask. "I just… I love Hermione." "I know I’ve made terrible mistakes with her," he continues. "And I want to right my wrongs."

Zoe looked at him in surprise. “More than a decade... I haven’t known Ky for a decade yet.” Adam took out his phone and showed Zoe a photo of them in the past. “Zoe, my name is Adam Brooks. Think carefully.” “Adam... Brooks...” Zoe looked at the photo and tilted her head, still unable to remember. “I’m sorry. I had a head injury before, so I don’t remember many things.” Adam held her hand. “Zoe, are you willing to come to me? I’ll take you back to the castle. Rorr will cure you.’

Added that man, who appears in the middle of his second decade, to which Arius replied, saying, coinciding with the entry of another man into his office. " Are you waiting for me to give you an order will do what O Adam" , ended his moderate in its cigarette and those still mediating the fingers of his hand Adam is characterized by his cold, indifferent and calm personality even in the most difficult situations. He is obsessed with making various large bombs, even hand grenades, and he can dismantle the most powerful explosives due to his experience in this field. He is good at shooting arrows and fencing. He was appointed as the commander of the second division, which contains 400 men under

I glared at him, taking a moment to process the title that he just gave me before shaking my head as I glared at him, a low growl escaping me before I could stop myself. “I’m not your Luna,” I snapped. “You made that very clear. Everyone in this park made it very clear that I'm never going to be anything close to you. You rejected me, remember? Now you have to suffer the consequences of it because I am not going to be your Luna.” Damon’s nostrils flared. “Don’t start with me, Sienna. Do not tempt me to say something that I'm going to end up regretting.”

"Give me a hand." "Hang on buddy," Adam remarked as he started to leave, "Nice talking to you, Lady Sansa, I'll see you later." I began to go ahead of myself while thinking, Adam appeared trustworthy to me because he was different from others while others were mindlessly following Xavier but he had his thoughts. I came to a standstill and peeked inside the room from the outside. Hearing a noise and noticing Xavier kneeling and crying next to his brother Levine. Standing on the other side of the bed, Elodie was performing spells, sending energy waves to Levine, and repeating weird incantations.