Adam Reed The Adam Project Novels & Stories

"Shake on it." "Wait." Adam's face creased up more drastically than its usual frown. "You'll help me sort out Felix and Riley and all you want in return is to suck on my cock?" "Exactly." Jamie nodded, pushing his hand out further. Adam took his hand reluctantly and shook it with all the strength and enthusiasm of a comatose sea cucumber. "You've got a screw loose," Adam said, staring him in the eyes without blinking. "You do know that, right?"

I said excitedly, “You are buying taking me to Nancy's today for that ice cream.” “I doubt you'll want to collect the bowl of ice cream from me when you don't even talk to me,” Adam said, pushing the skateboard he was lying on out from under the car. A look of horror crossed my face and my eyes almost popped out of their sockets as I stared at Adam who looked even more gorgeous in overall with soot patches on his face.

What the fuck was all of this? "I'll tell you what's happening. Your husband here, Adam Smith, does drugs." One of the officers said, glaring at Adam. "Yesterday he and his gang were almost caught where they wanted to ship tons of cocaine illegally to Japan but they all escaped, except for one...chubby redhead. We caught that one. He's the one that provided information leading to the arrest of all his other gang members." He finished, leaving me staring at Adam with watery eyes. Is that where he was throughout last night?

She had never cared about me. Reed made a big deal of announcing Adam's return, showering him with praise. During the meeting, he patted Adam's shoulder. "Adam's been researching cardiology for 12 years. He'll surely bring hope to many more families! Unlike George, who molested a patient and brought nothing but scandal to this hospital!"

Asher replied. "You moron, the project was given by the government. Don't even think it's a minor project." "Oh, now you're talking. So tell me what's the plan?" He rubbed his palms together with a wide grin on his face Adam thought for a moment. "I might tell you what the plan is if you take me to a nice bar tonight for me to ease my tension. If you know what I mean." He winked. "You are hopeless! Intending to cheat?" Adam wiggled his eyebrow.

How have you been? "You know the usual "bLevi responded, Adam chuckled, Adam was Chocolate in skin color, Honey coloured eyes, s talland a bit muscular. "Okay, so I Rew have a bad news abs I don't know how you will take it" Adam said, Levi brows arched "Hn, let me know what the issuesus first I hope is something we can be able to fix" "I amafored not, it has crashed, everything has crashed" Adams said as he looked at Levi with pity in his Eyes..

Adam drop some files on my table, which made me to raised my brows at him. "Ohhh, Is for the funds that we need to finish the new orphanage and for some interior". Adam explain. "I need the break down of everything" I inform him while picking my pen then open the file. "And I also need some pictures, I need to see how close they're to finishing it". I sign everything and close it back then handle the file back to him. He collected it then said "Some investors are insisting to see you and I advice that you should consider going back to work for now, everything work more smoothly when you're around". Adam voice out.

"So what are we doing here?" I asked Chloe, looking at the scary looking cabin in front of me. "We're just... confirming some theory." She whispered, pulling Reed's elbow closer. "Are you guys saying that there's a possibility, that my grandparents are alive?" Adam asked, before laughing like crazy, "Dude, they're dead!" Then he went silent, "Please, don't joke around." This is the first time I saw Adam freaking Emerson looking vulnerable; so vulnerable that he actually looks like a pouting lost puppy.

Clara, Williams, and even Luca disappeared, leaving me in the sitting room with one man. He introduced himself as Adam. Elegant suit. Perfect tie. Expensive shoes. His accent was smooth and British, his voice calm, like he’d trained himself to never raise it. I had no idea if Adam was his first name or his last. He didn’t explain, and I didn’t ask. “There are three things we’re going to work on today, Hailey,” Adam said, folding his hands together neatly on the table between us. “After the attack this morning, there will be more interest in your story than ever before. Not just yours—your sister’s as well.”

“Before everything else.” Adrian stood beside him. “The place where she created me.” Elias’s gaze flicked up. “No. The place where she created us.” Maya frowned. “What do you mean?” Elias’s expression softened — for once, almost human. “You think I was made from you. But that’s only half true.” He tapped a key, and the monitor flickered to life. Lines of data scrolled, then a video feed appeared — an old recording labeled PROJECT: ADAM.