Adam Love Hypothesis Novels & Stories

It's been a almost year since Ash is in realtionship with Adom. And now he is fully aware with Adom Alpha nature. Most often than not, yes, Adom was really possessive and Ash was completely aware of it. He wouldn't deny that he loved that specific trait of his boyfriend. For some reasons, Ash really had a thing for overprotective, proprietorial and dominating Adom, not just because those things turned him on but it was also a daily reminder that Adom liked it when he was owning him. And, Ash also liked it when he was being owned by Adom.

Leah closed her eyes when she felt her eyes moist. “I can't believe this! I thought Damon was so true when he was in front of me!” Leah screamed in frustration. She massaged her forehead when she felt her head aching. She was gasping as if she couldn't breathe properly. “Alpha Leah, did you know that a man can do anything for his love? Even though, in the end, he will slaughter all the people he thinks will stop him from claiming the one he loves.” Adam said. There was sadness in his tone, for he wanted to be angry at Damon, but he couldn't stop himself from feeling disappointed that he was doing everything for Leah.

"What do you mean? The mate-bond is something sacred. I don't get people choosing people who aren't their mate for their partner, be it for power or something else. In my eyes, it's wrong," "Shush," I tell him. "What do you know about relationships?" "Enough to know your mate isn't worth the trouble," Adam mutters. "And what are you? Human-eater during the daytime and a relationship expert at night?" There is a faint mocking tone in my voice. Adam laughs, a sudden burst of amusement. "I hate humans; it's why I eat them. But, I loved my mate more than anything, so when I saw your mate leaving with that girl, I took pity on you, regardless of you being a human,"

Allie looks at him for a minute, seeing his interest but not seeing any disgust at the idea. She thinks, 'Was she serious?' It doesn't take her long to picture herself with a big belly filled with Adam and her child, and she gets a huge smile. "Yes, Adam, I do think I love you that much to let our love complete us as a family. I think Mom does, too. How she looks at you now and how happy you make her with the little things. I think she wants to bear you a child for us all to love and raise together. I'm sure Mom will want me to go to college and get a good job first, but once we are stable, then we will make that decision together and fulfill that loving act. I would happily give you a child

Instead, it will be the other way round. "We don't give shit about you." Adam cut in harshly, coming to stand next to Adrien to glare down at me, his mouth-salivating, deep voice reminding me of chocolate milk going through my throat when I drank it down. Adam was the most fascinating creature I had ever seen, and I had even heard rumors that he was the last of his kind. A were-pire.

"Holly. Come on. Adam loves you. He's loved you since I met you, like years ago. He changed after you left that interview." I rolled my eyes. "I'm not lying. He really did! Adam has a sculpture of the myth of where soulmates come from. It's clay and the two people, or souls, are back to back. Looking elsewhere for one another when they were right beside them all along." My stomach flipped. No. I was standing my ground. Mindy continued, "Look, we are never going to be the best of friends. You, of all people have both the Talon brothers fall in love with you. You." She said it as if disgusted.

Missy’s voice was laced with anger. “I don’t know either. It could be a family problem, with his work, friends, or employees.” Delilah enumerated as she flicked her fingers up. “D, have you ever thought that he was controlling or manipulating you?” Valentine asked with a worried expression. “Of course not! Adam is a good man. He’s a gentleman. He wouldn’t control nor manipulate me, V. Where did you get that idea?” “Nothing… M and I were just concerned.”

There was no distance between our lips. “You promised not to touch, unless I asked…” I grasped for the last straw left, sighing in relief when his hands around me dropped to his sides. That close to Adam, I had thought I would lose my mind. I had almost forgotten how muddy he could make my mind feel in mere seconds. Drug. That’s what he was. A drug. The drug had almost cost me my life the last time I had taken it. Would it do the same now? "We don't have to love each other," Adam suggested quietly, cutting into my thoughts, his voice tinged with desperation. "It could be a marriage of convenience, to secure peace and stability for our kingdoms."

Adom thinks back to the way Alexander had stepped up to him, always fearless? Adom groans and squeezes his eyes shut. He's really not one to over analyse like this. Adom hates that he has all these questions and no answers to them and no one to ask them to. They're his own feelings and yet Adom doesn't have a single clue as to how to decipher them. Can it be as simple as just...him wanting to kiss Alexander? Alexander is an attractive, successful and kind person. If Adom were being objective, he thinks anyone in his position would love to kiss Alexander. So, is it wrong to dumb it down to a simple want? If Adom does that, it solidifies that he had wanted to kiss Alexander. So maybe he did? O

He gave me a half smile. "Well, that just means our theory might be right," Adam said. I looked at him before wiping the few tears that managed to escape. "What theory?" I asked. "The theory that your parents might still be alive."