Novel & Cerita Adam Proctor

Far from City in an Army base a man standing to the window looking at vast jungle deep in thought from back we cannot see his face but his strong and steady back show how outstanding he is. “General Adams, Vice President is here to meet you” a solider came to inform when he turns. Deep honey-coloured eyes one cannot help but drawn, may be because of practice in Army turns his white skin to healthy wheat colour, height 6.3, bulky strong shoulders make his Army Uniform more highlight. But cold air around him is like informing ‘strangers not allowed’. He is Adair Adams half-brother of Stoll Adams who is more than 10 years younger than him.

Adam holds out his hand towards Hunter, “I’m Mr. Wright from…” “I know who you are,” Hunter raises a single eyebrow, ignoring the outstretched hand. “You’re the new associate at CCRP. Didn't you just fly in from Berlin?” “Paris, actually,” Adam slowly retracts his hand, trying to make it look casual as he grabs a glass of wine from a cart. “But I've been in New York for a month now and... .”

Jasper asked, and he looked at Jasper. " Adam Walsh," he said. " Warn him about what?" I asked, realising we wouldn't need to do much to get the man to speak. " It started when he was diagnosed with prostate cancer. He became devastated and didn't want to die. He started delving into the black arts. Soon he started hearing voices from a god claiming he could heal him and make him powerful. Adam was too desperate to research this god properly. He summoned him and struck a deal with him right before my eyes. The deal seemed simple. In exchange for good health and power, Adam was to find a strong body for the god to possess and find Dinah's blood Vessel for him to use for a ritual that would br

He had to get ready before the conference and there wasn't much time. " We will now begin, the press conference and welcome your question " Lucas said into the microphone and stepped back for Niko to take the stage " Good day everyone, my name is Niko Adams and I am the CEO of Nirvana and also the original CEO of Adams industries " Niko said into the microphone and the whole hall got noisy. The reporters were noting and typing all that he was saying and would be saying to produce news articles. " What do you mean by saying you are the real owner of Adams industries? "

I fire back to Tori’s silly question. As usual, Adrian always oppose my words. “You don’t just conclude. You can’t be a leader if you don’t seek for the truth about things like this.” “Then why are they back?” I furiously lashed out. “Well, you can ask them the next time you kill them.” Adrian growling low and stares at me intensively. He must have heard it from one of his spies. I hate it when he hides spies in my pack that tell him all my moves. The last one I caught is still in the dungeon.

His deep voice reverberated and they sounded sincere enough. But something hold Maya that this man was not sorry at all. "My name is Doctor Alexander Grey but you can call me Professor Grey." He pushed the bridge of his glasses further up his nose, looking at each student in turn. "We only have a few minutes before this class will be over so I'll try and rush things."

envelope to give to Dalton, “Why are you cuffed? I thought you were working for Argent.” I said it more as a statement because when I saw him at the police department he acted like Argent’s body guard and now he is sitting in front of me with a busted up face and hands cuffed in front of him. He was going to answer but he dropped his gaze from mine. I kicked at the ground and got my so-called brothers attention. He looked up at me and rolled his eyes, “Look, I’m not Argent is using me. Long story short, I was adopted when I was a newborn. I grew up in Alabama and when I got into my teen years I found out I could,” he looked at his hands and rubbed them together, “do things. With my mind. I

Meeting Jeremy’s eyes, I exchanged a look with him, and understanding crossed his face. I lunged towards Lucas, yanking out the wires that connected him to the chair as the man convulsed uselessly against the machine. More sparks flew as the power surge built. The man shuddered as the power passed through him, faster and faster. Something happened to his face – his good looks faded into a semblance of pure evil as his warlock powers took over. His eyes bulged and then turned bloodshot. His skin rippled.

the professor said before finally leaving the room. As Mr. Adams stood next to me, I couldn't help but be taken aback by his sudden action of pulling down his hoodie. It revealed a face that was practically carved by the gods themselves, leaving me completely stunned. His features were strong and chiseled, with piercing brown eyes that seemed to hold a mysterious spark. It was as if he had stepped out of a Max Steel movie, resembling the actor Ben Winchell, who played the heroic protagonist.

“His name is Theodore, he says that he is a messenger…” “Mariana is the one who put these numbers,” I said, and both men frowned in confusion. If anyone knew who Theodore worked for, it was me. The man has helped her with finding the right woman to abort her pregnancies without my father finding out. And IF the pack’s doctor had her position now, it was because he wanted her to have it. Of course, it came in the benefit of the one person that he was loyal to, and that was Mariana. “Theodore is one of her most trusted men.”