Adrenaline Addicts Novels & Stories

Drugged. ***********

Andrew looked at him like he was already a dead man and scoffed. "That enhanced adrenaline shot might boost a Special Ops agent's power by over 80% in a crisis. But the side effects? Extreme fatigue and a blinding headache. "Even if I gave you a head start, after that injection, you'd still end up crawling back to me on your knees." Hank shrieked, voice rasping with rage, "Andrew, don't get cocky, you son of a bitch! You'd better pray I don't survive this. I swear, I'll kill you!"

CHAPTER ONE Alex's Pov "Tell me what you're thinking right now." I stared at the message glowing on my phone screen, my thumb hovering over the keyboard. It was past midnight, and I should have been asleep, but these conversations had become my addiction. Three months of talking to someone who didn't know my last name, didn't know where I worked, didn't know anything except the parts of myself I chose to reveal. "I'm thinking about how strange it is that you know me better than people I see every day," I typed back.

The room was dim, with a single candle illuminating the best it could, and I saw something poking out from the layers of blue and white. I strode up to it cautiously and touched it, only for it to crinkle against my fingers and fall to the floor. It all came back to me now and I picked it up, my hands shaking, my nose filled with the smell of his perfume that seemed to come from the paper. “I will read it and throw it out,” I said under my breath, slowly unfolding the crisp quarters to see a contract. “Proposal for a Dominant and Submissive Relationship?” The candle flickered and I moved closer to the golden glow to see the letters better. Dominant? Submissive? Hard limits? Soft Limits?

"Would you kill me if I bribed him to take me to the tower every day? The sisters grumbled, rolling their eyes. The gestures were so equal that they almost seemed rehearsed. I just watched in silence. I was used to a lonely life, only with my parents and the animals, because my brothers left very early. So, being in front of three female hurricanes, who began to chatter while fighting, was slightly scary. "What the fuck do you have so much to do on the internet on your vacation? "Mumbled the woman I saw hugging Pablo, the blonde. “Giulia from heaven! Over it, girl. "Gabriella, I'm a digital influencer! "The young girl mumbled, tapping her feet, like a spoiled child. "I need to show up. Every

"Dude I think I just ruined myself." She spoke into her earpiece. Everyone's eyes were now on her but she didn't feel nervous at all. "Well..... This people I just beat up are assassins and I just saved someone's life or lives. They are very dangerous and one drink of their poison can kill you in the most painful way without a second thought." "They are paid to spill blood and today they had come for someone here after all the only reason they would risk so much is because of money but I don't suggest you to get involved to much unless you know you were the target all along."

This fuels our desire to bring him and his enablers to book and to watch them all who know about this atrocity face the wrath of the law. On the weekend of the third week, still going on the task of seeking justice, Anne excitedly came to my locker space and announced “ I have found a bait!”

He spun around, trying to keep the enemy in his sight, and all the while the voices grew louder, more distinctive. "Join us. Feel. You are so hungry. Starving. We can feel your heart stuttering. You need fresh blood. Adrenaline-laced blood is the best. You can feel!" "Join us," they cried, the entreaty loud and swelling in volume until it was a tidal wave rolling over him. "Fresh blood. You need to survive. Just a taste. One taste. And the fear. Let them see you. Let them feel fear and the high is like nothing you've ever felt."