Adam Proctor Novels & Stories

Alpha Reed looked to be in his early 30s and he had short brown hair, dark eyes that were almost black and he had a few scars on his bulging arms, which pulled against his tight white tee as he crossed his arms behind his desk. He had a few personal photos in his office of a young woman. He raised a cut eyebrow at me and waved his hand to indicate for me to begin. "Well the letter has some inaccuracies, but there are some correct aspects such as I was a breeder and my mother still is a breeder, but I am a born shifter. When I was sent to the market, Timothy bought me and it turned out that he is my mate. Timothu burned off my breeder mark and marked me as his mate."

Marks pov I shifted to the back of my cell nervously; It took a lot to make me nervous but the dark look she got on her face was making me shiver. How could a woman that's so beautiful look so deadly all of a sudden? I asked myself and looked over at Raven to see if he felt the same as me. He was standing with his arms crossed over his chest and a smirk on his face; oh he was loving this side of her. I wanted to facepalm myself, because off course he would love it, stupid Russian loves torturing bad people and the sadist in him was loving this. I shook my head and gazed back over to her when more people filled the outside of the cells, this wasn't going to end well. She just kept standing th

However, he had a feeling that Rory was not that weak. After all, Rory was the boss of Secret. If Rory could be so easily caught, he would not have survived until today. Amos lowered his voice and said, “There is a very powerful military advisor beside Rory named Adam Brooks. He’s always beside Rory, even if he’s not now. Adam is probably hiding outside, waiting to ambush us. Let’s not act rashly.” Kyle agreed with Amos. Amos was right. Adam was indeed outside. However, Adam was not waiting to ambush them. He knew that Blair’s people would not dare to act rashly.

My eye lite up when I sighted David standing at the high pavement talking to governor Auden. I pick up my cup from the table and approaches them "so tell me Mr Adams what do you think about my proposal, my daughter is such a sweet heart " Auden said smiling while as usual David had no expression all he did was take sips from his win like what ever the old man was saying wasn't his business. " hey brother " I called knowing full well he hates it when i call him that. just like expected his brows frown and he scoff

taking out five dollars in ones I reach out to hand them to him only for him to shack his head no. "What's your name" he asks catching me off guard, here I thought this Adonis of a man was just going to ignore me while we waited. "Harper, Harper Lewis" I hate my name with a passion, I still to this day have no idea why my mom named me Harper. I reach my hand out for him to shake and ask him what his name is. "Nixon Marsh" he shakes my hand and I feel sparks as if he was electrically charged and I pull my hand away quickly.

It seemed that he was really angry this time. This got Adam panicking right away. After all, Leto was Ezekiel's only hope right now. If he were to leave, Ezekiel would definitely die. He quickly said to Frederick, "Frederick, please help me convince Adept Mabry to stay!" Frederick instantly moved to block the door—and Leto in the process. "Get out of my way!" Leto hollered. But Frederick simpered at him. "Adept Mabry, you've completely misunderstood Adam! It's not as though he doubts you; he's very serious about everything because he's a professor."

As we made it into the hall, I wondered why he was protecting me. “Sir, why are you helping me?” I asked. He stopped walking, and I turned to look at him. “I used to be like my brother, but a woman taught me how to love and demonstrate that same love to others. However, she was killed by a man like my brother and me. I made a vow to myself to never become that type of man again,” He explained.

Isa had persistent trouble staying focused the rest of the week. She couldn't tell if she was dreading the approaching Friday... or anticipating it. The size of the class dwindled significantly. Readings were lengthy, assignments rigorous, but Isa found the subject fascinating. And as intimidating as he was, Professor Ashford was a captivating and charismatic lecturer. He was extremely well-versed and knowledgeable in his field, warranting his many accolades and respect amongst peers. The week flew by, Isa almost forgetting about their post-class encounter on the first day...

Tony asks as his eyes scan the children. Adrian looks confused for a moment but the look is quickly masked with a protective stare that I like. "Why do you want to know?" He asks as he takes his hands out of his pockets and takes a protective stand. If hes willing to go against us then maybe he is telling the truth after all. "Because they are my sons," Tony growls getting pissed off. Adrian's jaw drops and he struggles to get his words out. "They are Brothers right? Same mom?”

I responded dryly. “Eve baby what’s wrong?” “Momma, I think I found him. I am scared Momma!” “Of what baby?” “What if this is real? What if I indeed have his rib. What if I am his Eve?” She began laughing. “Momma!” I screamed into the phone. “What? Okay, okay. Is his name Adam?” “Yes.” I sat there with my hand in my face, still not believing this. “Shut up. Are you serious?” “Yes Ma’am. See why I am freaking?” “Is he missing a rib?” I looked at the phone like she was crazy. “How would I know that Momma? That’s not something you just come out and ask someone.” “True, but you are going to need to find out one way or another before you start freaking out. It could be a coincidence that you happ