Another Lonely Night Adam Lambert Novels & Stories

"About the guys, there's Chuck, Brad and Nick. Chuck looked like a flirty, I wonder how quick he changes from one girl to another." "What about Brad guy?" "Um... He's nice and was funny after getting drunk." "Do you have his number?" "No! Even if had I won't give it to you." While we're chatting, Boss called me. "Ask Brad's number from Nick for me." "Suddenly, The one night guy now become Nick to you?" She hit me with one of the files from her desk. I laughed while leaving for the Boss cabin. I went inside the cabin. The atmosphere looked kinda tense.

"Your son, will return with me and you'll never see him again if you don't tell me what I want to know." "You bastard!" Amida yells and I hand Alex the laptop. Alex closes out of the video that shows Amida's son being tied up and beaten in a chair. His son is around thirty, and he's getting ready to lead the cartel so Amida can step down. "Just tell me what I need to know," I say and hold the knife up to his chest. "Where the fuck is Iris?" Amida doesn't say a word. I dig the knife into his chest, only enough to break the skin. He tugs at the restraints and he looks outraged. "It's not a difficult question. Answer. It."

The two of them just stared at each other, and I was, standing there like the odd one out. The last two years had been kind to my brother. No scars, no missing limbs. His ashy blond hair tied back into a low ponytail, right at the base of his neck. Clean shaven as always, a golden tint taken to his skin. Lean, and dorky in appearance, but still able to hold his own in a one on one. “...mate…” They both just said, in a very unison tone. My guess is the wolves were going insane inside their heads.

he said in a sad voice. ["I can't blame you. That's how I feel right now."] Jacob heard his father sniff on the other line. "Are you crying, papa?" he asked. ["No, I'm not."] Jacob no longer contradicted that answer of his Papa Vandolf even though he knew he was lying. He could feel how lonely his father was. He heard his sniffs again. He just shook his head. ["Anyway, go home! I have something important to tell you. I can't say it here."]

He sat alone in the corner, his empty bottles of alcohol piling up in front of him. He wasn't paying attention, so he didn't hear them mention that the Stantons' heiress had been out on a self-searching journey in recent years and had just recently returned. He didn't consider the possibility that the note Jaycie had left him when she left could actually be true. By the time the night was over, it was already late. Cole had drunk far too much, and his steps were unsteady. Wayne and the others saw how badly he was swaying, and they didn't want him to go back alone, so they called Eileen.

Gavin replied and they both laughed. “I don't think leaving you all alone at home is a good idea since your date might come around next week.” Gavin said. “It's fine. It's nothing to worry about, next week is still a little bit far.” “Okay then.” He replied with a smile and she nodded happily. They both chatted happily till it was so late and they had to sleep so they could be up early for the next day. ******** THE NEXT DAY NOON Lily was home alone the next day, as usual, Gavin had gone to work.

I bit my lip, feeling a bit embarrassed, and could only offer a brief explanation. “Farrell drives a long-haul truck. He only comes home a few times a year.” “I see…” Hearing this, Cowell nodded knowingly, though I did not notice the fleeting gleam of shrewdness that flashed beneath his eyelids. As time went by, all my heat seemed to converge on my lower abdomen. It felt as if a furnace had suddenly been activated in my core. I wanted it so badly… No, I cannot make a fool of myself in front of Jetson’s friend. That would be utterly humiliating.

Andrew The last few days have been nothing short of a nightmare. It was already unbearable enough to discover that my mate turned out to be a pis.sy lone wolf – but now she’s living in my house, in the room right next to mine? Honestly, I thanked every star in the sky that she chose another room. If she’d ended up in mine, actually sleeping in my bed… damn. That would’ve been the end of me. My life would’ve spiraled into a personal hell so deep, I doubt I’d crawl out alive.

I peek at the screen and see that he already has 911 typed out on his keypad, ready for ring them with one tap. “How did you get past the gates?” Adam’s head turns in Spencer’s direction and I see recognition light up his eyes. “My name is Adam Blackwood and I am the world’s stealthiest and coolest hacker.” He extends his hand for a handshake. “It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mr Tremaine. Lodging and accommodations have significantly improved, thanks to you.” Smooth-talking bastard.

“You will fail.” “You will break.” Ethan dropped to one knee. The silver light flickered violently. The darkness pressed harder. “You are alone,” it said. --- The Truth Silence. Then— A voice. Not the Heart. Not Ethan. Raven. Faint—but there. “We’re with you.” Then— Lucian. “Always, kid.” Then— Kael. “Focus. You’re not alone.” The connection— Still there. Weakened. Distorted. But not broken.