Adam's Apple Story Novels & Stories

“Every time. Last time it was ‘He’s crying for his mother.’ The time before that, ‘He’s sick; please come back.’ And before that, ‘If you don’t come back, I’ll make him donate bone marrow.’ Alexander, you use the same old story every time. Don’t you think I’m getting tired of it?” Alexander’s Adam’s apple moved up and down once. His fingers clenched at the seams of his suit pants, the fabric making a “squeak” sound against his fingertips. His jaw muscles tensed, and a slight “click” was heard from his temporomandibular joint, just in front of his ear. “This time is different,” he said. “Jenny, this time it’s for real. He—”

The flight was quite exhausting, plus she made us go shopping for couple's items for her 'lovestruck' parents. "I'm sorry sweetie, it was just so hot I had to take a bath", he says. "In the summer? Come on dad, you probably just didn't want me at home!" She says with a sigh and takes out her phone. I see that through my side view as my gaze is trailing down and following a big water droplet that fell from his beards. The way his Adams apple bobbed as he spoke accelerated the drop making it fall faster through his chest. It teases his nipples before continuing down to the very middle part of his abs.

Adam murmured as she pressed her ear to his chest, listening to the steady beating of his heart and allowing the peace that the sound brought to settle over her and calm her own anxiety. They laid in silence like that for a little while, with Adam running his hands through her hair as she listened to the calming rhythm of his heart, as a question that she had been meaning to ask, prodded in Ann's mind insistently. "Adam?" she asked hesitantly. "Mmm?" "What happened with Felix and Allen?" Adam sighed and shifted slightly in the bed next to her as the sun's rays began to peek through the curtains. "It's complicated." He grimaced, "Felix wasn't even born when… well, you know."

Adam's apple rolled up and down as he swallowed an imaginary spew. On the other hand, Belle dilated eyes were fixed on Jade. Was she seeing a ghost? She blinked and shook her head, perhaps she's just seeing things.

Though it's something I might have needed to let her know quite some time in the past. "What is it?" Little gallery, very stressed. I see him swallowing hard, a display that apparently makes his Adam's apple move. “It's regarding Justoedith and Gabriel,” he tells me, though I'm done focusing on him. In fact, even somewhere far away, I figured out how to capture a shrill and comfortable sound that gets closer and clearer with every second. "Pause, do you hear that?" I ask, honing my sense of hearing much more to distinguish the sound.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down like a little ball. I couldn't take my eyes off that naughty Adam's apple. I couldn't help but think that Caleb must not know how sexy his Adam's apple was. It was tempting me to bite it. A strange excitement grows in my heart. I felt as if I heard my wolf moaning lowly. "Mate." When I tried to listen carefully to my wolf's voice, it disappeared as if it had never been there. I didn't notice Caleb give me a kiss on the forehead, "Thanks for reminding me."

Which meant… “Let me guess, he saw you from behind and jumped you.” Vallory snorted. “Ripped my headphones off my head. Lemme tell you, that’s the first time I feel my life flash before my eyes. Just imagine going peacefully about your day suddenly this handsome behemoth of an Alpha barges into your room and rips your headphones off your head and accuses you of being his former boyfriend.” I winced a little. So that’s why he seemed so desperate. He had already had an encounter with this guy and had been disappointed, only to bump into me. Poor Adam, he must’ve felt like the universe was taking the piss on him.

“No Mom, nothing like that. I just need for you to tell my again, and don’t leave any details out.” “Well, okay baby. When you were born you had an extra rib. The doctor joked that you may be the new living Eve and had the rib of your Adam. It only occurs in 0.2% to 0.5% or about 1 in 500 people, which makes you special. So, we didn’t hesitate in naming you Eve. I whole heartedly believe you are a gift baby and that your Adam is out there with the missing the rib, my dear, that you hold. He is who God has for you. No, you are not supposed to start the world over but you two are meant to be together.” I sat there stunned. I had heard the story plenty of times but it wasn’t relevant until this

Annoyance, sharp and jagged, was winning by a landslide. Adam was sprawled on the emerald velvet sofa, hunched over like a scavenger picking at a carcass. Crrr-unch. The sound of him biting into that green apple was deafening, the wet, rhythmic chewing echoing off the high, ornate ceilings. He didn't look away, his eyes locked on mine with a greasy sort of challenge as juice escaped the corner of his mouth and dribbled down his chin. He didn't look like a member of a feared mafia dynasty; he looked like a pig at a trough.

Adam’s back lifted off the bed like he was yanked straight up by an invisible rope. His mouth opened wide, but no sound came out at first. His body jerked violently. The chains rattled. His legs kicked against the mattress. A choking noise crawled out of his throat, like he was drowning inside his own skin. “Ghhhk… hkk…” His fingers clawed at nothing. He was gagging and choking at the same time. One of the boys Alpha had left in the room to watch him—Jack rushed to his side. “Adam! Hey man—breathe! Common man!” Jack yelled, scared out of his mind.