Adaman X Irida Novels & Stories

Adam suggested, seizing the opportunity to turn the situation around. Currently, he would be regarded as the savior of everyone for having Iris as his wife. Given his numerous failed attempts and rejections, there was no other way for Iris to agree to marry him except through this method. However, would Iris consider marrying a man with whom she felt no connection? "No, I will never marry you, or anyone," Iris shouted, her anger evident in her voice. Adam felt a pang of pain but responded impassively, "It's a shame you'll be jeopardizing your father's career. Do you even care about him?"

Pulling his wife into his arms. "I'm calling Adam to get our private jet ready. We are going to Maldives today, ”said Amar to Axelina. Axelina nodded her head while resting her head on her husband's chest. Amar takes his cell phone and calls Adam's number. Not long after, the call was connected. “Adam, prepare my private plane. I want to take a vacation with my wife to Maldives, "said Amar to Adam. “Okay, Boss. I will prepare everything, "said Adam politely. The call was ended by Amar,

They needed to face reality — a reality without Sadie. On the day of their departure, Irina stood at the door and embraced each of them in turn, though none of them returned the gesture with any warmth. She cupped Adrian's face in her hands. "You are strong, and you are brave — all of you. I will follow soon. The moment my men finish searching the last island and bring me word, I will be on the next flight to Italy. I promise," she said as they left for the airport. The moment their car disappeared from view, a slow, cunning smile spread across Irina's face.

Aiden surged forward, his hand outstretched. “IRIS!” However, it was too late. The battlefield was quiet when the light eventually went out. Standing in the middle of a charred crater, Iris's body shook and her eyes glowed dimly. Damon had left. Where he had stood, there was just ash. However, Iris fell to the ground when her knees gave out. In a matter of seconds, Aiden was by her side, embracing her. Iris, stay with me. Please. Her lips formed weak words as her eyes opened.

"So, how did you end up on the floor with blood everywhere then?" "That's what I'm trying to figure out," Andis said softly, sweeping the hair across her face without even thinking about the gesture. "I remember trying to kiss you, and then-" Rademos stared at her, challenging her with his gaze; he knew it was important to hold her gaze at this moment if he wanted to keep planting seeds of confusion within her. "And then what?" "How are you doing this?" cried Andis. "Doing what?" queried Rademos in a milder tone than hers.

She yelled as she stared at his message for over ten minutes. ‘hey’ Jeff eventually replied on collecting the phone and she fell to the bed. “What kind of name is Regenade?” Amy said as Jeff fell right beside her. “You used AmaP101 as yours. So dont even talk” He said to her as they both chuckled till he felt a buzz in his hands. Solomon: So who’s AmaP101? :) Amy had snatched the phone turning to her side- AmaP101: Who’s Solomon? And it was then she turned to Jeff. “Cruise” She said, having no idea that she will only soon begin to fall for whom she thought was a guy.

I was cool with it since she was with me; however, my attention wandered to the people who came with us: Elijah, who joined us when we were at Ehnrelil’s plaza where a portal to Earth was nearby, Adamar who looked consciously silent since he returned to our group, and that woman—his so-called true mate who disappointingly joined us. Whatever happened between them during the time they left us, I could only imagine. But it definitely changed Adamar’s mood. With his poker face on, I couldn’t tell what he was feeling, but I was sure of one thing: this ship was a mistake. I could say this because he kept on tossing the woman glances during our travel—longingly, might I add—and the woman? Hell, sh

She found her eyes wandering where her still-upset mind didn't want to, but she wasn't in control. Dom's head and facial hair were now wet and sensually dripping with the seawater. She realized his white button-up was wet and sticking to his chiseled chest and had turned to see-through, showing off some of his tattoos that she didn't even know he had. She had a sudden urge to reach out and trace every tattoo on the muscular chest of her very handsome mate who now looked like Aquaman, who had just dived from the ocean. He was simply too hot to handle for Iris and she knew he knew what he was doing to her by his characteristic smirk dancing at his perfect lips. But when her eyes returned after

He’s always been here, even when I tried to push him away, even when the world seemed determined to tear us apart. As we turn away from my mother’s grave, I take one last look, the words **Iris Adams** standing out against the fading light. I carry her with me now, not just in memory but in the blood that runs through my veins, in the strength I’ve inherited from her. I’m not just her daughter; I’m a part of the family she sacrificed so much to protect.

Damon: I could still feel it, the bond. The one that should not exist. The one that didn’t belong to her. The one that I knew that I already had, I did not reject Sienna. At least the rejection did not work. Our daughter being born was proof of it not working. If it did, then Isla not be here. This bond was not broken, I knew that. Was not. I could still feel her, She could feel me. Then how would I have another mate? How would that be possible?