Adrenaline Addicts Novels & Stories

All addictions are bad, Unless they give you a reason to live. All controls are good, Until they take away all your reasons to live. .....................................................

Within twenty minutes, a notification buzzed on my phone, and I felt a surge of satisfaction pulse through me. Opening the message, I scanned the contents eagerly, ready to learn everything there was to know about my new adversary. ‘Arianna Draco, 22 years old… a human orphan?!’ “Just classic,” my wolf, Teri, mused. “We’ve been upstaged by a nobody.”

Of course everyone would be frightened. “Why does he suddenly want to attend the hunt now that it’s being hosted by us?” Alpha Mason asks. “I have no idea. Perhaps he’s starting to make preparations to be the Alpha King. The Alpha of Alphas is supposed to lead the hunt even though several packs take turns to host it.” “Then we have to be prepared. Find a few girls that we can offer to him to placate him just in case he’s in a bad mood. I heard he’s a sex addict. Perhaps if he’s satisfied he won’t cause trouble for us during the hunt.”

He looked from his finger to Lilian and felt the anger slowly rising in him. Lilian was okay except that her heel had broken. She looked at Damian and shuddered a little. He was mad. His eyes stared hate deep into her soul. As she tried to get up, Adam came in with the four business rivals tailing him quickly. They were rushed to the conference room as it was almost time for the meeting. Adam had come in to tell Damian that everyone was ready to see him. He popped his head in and saw the mess the office was in. It looked like a gory crime scene. The wine slowly spread out almost resembling a pool of blood. "What on earth...?" Adam said with shock. He looked pale now.

He was wearing it. “I asked you a question, Verya. Where is he? Where is that bastard hiding? I don't want to kill you, you know, though Dervic keeps urging me to but I won't,” his smile widened. “So tell me where he is, hm?” My heart pounded against my chest as I stared at Claude. His grip tightened around my throat, my lungs burning for air. But it wasn’t fear I felt. No, it was excitement. Adrenaline coursed through my veins as I felt my life slowly drain away at the thought that I might die any second. And death? That was what I had been craving. Dying at the hands of one of the strongest Alphas, well, that was even better.

I lowered my eyes back to my book but damn it if I even saw what I was reading. "Hi" he said. Well my blood froze. I froze for a second before I stammered a very low "hi". I just focused on my book still unfocused because Holy crap! My crush was sitting directly opposite me at a very close range, pressing his phone and I could just inhale his cologne till my belly was so full of him. Not as if I was satisfied though. But I was giddy inside. My inside had already turned to mush over and over again and I felt like a jelly fish. He didn't say anything to me again that day but I felt like I won a jackpot. Unfortunately I didn't have any close friends to tell this good news to and I definitely wa

My groupmates answered it. "Since you also mentioned about AIDA formula in advertising, kindly elaborate further. How is it applied?" asked the old panelist. Allan looked at me. I looked at the panel and cleared my throat. "Based on our research, AIDA is a model that describes the various steps that occur when a person enters the awareness stage of your marketing funnel. It can be used for all types of digital marketing and offline advertising materials. These include web pages, emails , paid advertisements, direct mail pieces, and even radio and TV ads. "

"Beyond that, the brain starts releasing a great amount of endorphins and dopamine that protect from suffering. They call this 'subspace'. Masochist submissive become addicted to this numbing cocktail and always want more. However, the dominant must realize that at a certain point, the submissive is so numb that she can't stop. He must handle that and know when to stop." She makes a funny expression, widening her eyes. "Is it like a drug?" "Yes, but natural. I don't recommend it." I take a sip of my wine. "This is madness." "But it exists. You'd be amazed by what exists in humanity." "I can imagine. Can I see your room?" "Unfortunately not. You might fall in love." I smile behind my wine gla

In truth, he merely stepped closer to destruction! After that, Susan picked up the documents on the table and turned around, preparing to leave. At that moment, a unique ring tone was heard from Naomi's phone, It was how she contacted Nine. Naomi furrowed her eyebrows when she heard the ring tone, immediately picking up her phone. Nine only contacted her that way when things were urgent. "What happened?" Naomi answered the phone, quickly using the voice changer. "There's a big mogul in the dark webs that offered a massive reward to the top five hackers in the world. He's offering ten million dollars!"

Adrenaline is a liar. It tells you that you are invincible, that the bleeding doesn't matter, and that the cold is just a concept. But when the adrenaline finally drains away, it leaves the truth behind like wreckage on a beach. The truth was that my knees were shaking so violently I could barely stand.