Adrian Tepes Novels & Stories

“You’re back.” He crossed the room and kissed her softly. “Did you miss me?” “Of course.” She wrapped her arms around his neck. “How did it go?” Adrian exhaled. “Damian wants to join the Trident Project.” Elena blinked. “But… that’s huge. Why would he—” “Because it’s mine,” Adrian said quietly. “And he wants to prove he can take a piece of everything I build.” She frowned. “Do you think he’ll cause trouble?”

thank you. He replied almost instantly. Adrian: It's nothing. You deserve it. See you next week. Me: Next week? What’s wrong? You’re not coming to work tomorrow? Adrian: Peace summit in Austria. I’ll be back by Friday. Aiden is in charge until I come back. Before I could even say anything, he texted again: Adrian: Try not to miss me too much. I stared at the message for a long time, biting my lip as a smile crept across my face. Nothing about this situation made sense anymore, but somehow it felt too good to question.

Adrian emerged from Colt's bedroom looking slightly disheveled but undeniably pleased with himself. His tie was crooked. His hair was no longer perfectly swept back. There was a small smear of something possibly chocolate, possibly dinosaur-related on the cuff of his shirt. But his dark eyes were bright with genuine happiness. "He's a fierce negotiator," Adrian said, straightening his tie. "I had to be the velociraptor three times. Apparently my first two roars were not sufficiently terrifying."

"Stuff? Come on. Don't be shy. You gotta be doing something interesting." Adrian clears his throat, his leg bouncing nervously. "I, um... I teach. Actually. I’m an English professor. At Blackwood university." Drake lets out a low, appreciative whistle, the corners of his eyes crinkling. "No shit? A professor. That fits you, man. I always knew you were the smart, responsible type. I can totally see you grading papers in a cardigan." He laughs, a rich, warm sound that makes Adrian's stomach flip.

Was it Adrian again? Kiara felt a chill running down her spine. Was he doing this much and going to such lengths for Stephanie already? Did this mean he was serious about her? If that were the case, it would mean that Stephanie had someone incredibly powerful backing her up! The Hawkes were one of the Four Powerhouses in Jetterpolis. Moreover, in recent years, the family seemed to be the best of the four, too. Many people secretly called Adrian the crown prince of the business world in Jetterpolis.

she added . Her eyes landed on me again. “She looks sweet. Does she know what you are really like?” I felt my face get warm. Adrian smiled, and place his hands on his waist , tapping his toes on the ground, like was trying not to throw a fit or burst out . “You know , I never knew you to display such lunacy, I told you that we already ended , what do you really want from me ?, why do you enjoy this ?” He said .

"I know Ethan. If he was in that tavern, it’s because Victor lured him there by threatening me, or threatening his mother. He was trying to protect us. And I am not going to let him stand in the cold alone while I hide in a luxury locker room." Without another word, Adrian turned and walked out of the office. He didn't check in with his coach. He didn't look at his training schedule. He walked straight to the parking garage, dialed Marcus on his secure line, and said, "Book me the fastest private charter to Santiago. Now." Thirty six hours later, the rain in Santiago had turned the city into a gray, slick labyrinth.

I nodded and quickly ran towards my room. I am Diego, the alpha of the Blue Moon Pack. Addy, or Aadhya (for Aadhya's search for the book 'The Pack's Weirdo"), is the one whom I have stayed with for almost my whole life. I learned everything from her, as she is the only one in my life whom I can call family. She never neglected me, no matter whatever is happening in her life. I was with her when she met her mate for the first time, I was there when she accepted him, I was there when she got her crown and became the Luna Queen of the werewolf world, and I was there when she became the mother of her twins, my two sweethearts, Aria and Bria. As far as I can remember, I can't even recall a single

"Sierra belongs to me, Drake. Don't you dare come near her." A smirk played upon his face as he found himself sprawled on the ground, defeated. Without further delay, I climbed into my car and drove off, leaving him behind.

Audrie opens the back door as I carry Isla's exhausted body to the back seat, where I lay her down. Growls pull our attention to the field aside from the road. Grabbing a pair of shorts from the back, I jog off in their direction; I come across Tate's smashed-up white Ford Raptor. Gazing in the driver's window, Oh fuck, Tate's face down on the steering wheel, a chunk of metal jutting out of his back. I pry open the door, he still has a pulse, and there's no way I'm pulling that out until a doctor says. I pull his limp body out and carry him back to my car. He's a heavy mother fucker.