Envy Adams R34 Novels & Stories

Adams wants to listen? Adams Harrah looked at her sideways, "What suggestion?" "Alex Brown used to have a wife, you should know this, right?" Marisa Darcylowered her head inquiringly, her heart full of hatred for Emma Rosy, since Adams Harrah wanted to get back at Alex Brown, it would be best to go after Emma Rosy! She would say this entirely because she wanted to use Adams Hala to get Emma Rosy to get retribution. Adams Harrah glanced at her and said nonchalantly, "The person you are talking about should be Emma Rosy, right? I've heard of this woman, just a woman who was abandoned by Alex Brown, why should I lay hands on her?"

She was worried he might hates her if she do not look pretty anymore. There was him, standing in front of the gazebo garden with his head held high looking oh so proud with his black and gold war royal formal suit while Eve wore the same design but in a dress that accentuate her smooth upper chest which looks skinny and sickly now but coeverd nicely with the necklace he had gifted her. She was sitting on the stone chair with her hair tied in a fancy bun, looking beautiful, decorated and prepared. She was smiling weakly and most would assume she was happy but now, finally Adam is able to see the tiredness of her eyes with how her body was bent. Her hands were holding the table for support an

She had long black hair that touched her waist and that was all most people had seen of her. But, some people had seen than that. They had seen her fingers and her nails which were always painted black and were always covered by gloves. Some had seen her eyes which were always surrounded by black shades of eye shadow and her lips that seemed blacker each time you looked at it. But, none had noticed those bright blue irises that sparkled whenever she smiled. Neither had anyone seen her smile. They all knew her name and all she did but most of them would never recognize her if she wore a color other than black. She was Jade Adler, the Gothic troublemaker who had almost burned down the school d

Adrian grabs his soda, taking a long, desperate sip to wash away the taste of phantom blood and shame. Almost immediately, the phone buzzes against the wood. Adrian sets the glass down and flips the device over. A notification:@ryxder sent you a friend request. Adrian’s thumb hovers over the screen. He clicks the name, opening the profile. It’s definitely Ryder—the same jawline, the same smirk. The profile picture is a shirtless shot from what looks like a locker room, glistening skin and tight abs on display.

“Roman Adams has a lot of enemies. Right now, another attack might be in the works. Besides,if I wanted to kill him, I wouldn't use poison. That's too basic. I'd rather fight like a man and lose like a man. Poison is for cowards.” I shook my head. What was their obsession with fighting and dying like men? “It doesn't matter. Poison would've taken him out as much as a bullet.” “Yes, you're right.” Adrian replied as he stood up from the chair he had been sitting on and inched closer to me. “Have you thought about my proposal?” I looked away, not having the guts to reply. “What is it, Nyssa?”

“She's a traitors' daughter. She is the bottom pit of the White Moon pack." “I know her very well, that's how she is. She always try to find her way to the powerful men. Just like she had with alpha Alberto." “Alpha Alberto?" “Yes, she and alpha Alberto were in a secret relationship, and I'm sure she seduced him first." “But she's not that pretty. Then she must have crawled her way to alpha Logan also. She is such a disgrace to woman race." Lily couldn't bear to listen to their disparaging comments about her anymore, every words that they uttered hit her like arrows in the heart, causing her an unbearable pain. And she was trying anything in her power to hold herself from breaking down In fr

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The bullet. Too much. Too fucking much. “You okay?” Camilla asked her without looking up. “I’ll live,” I muttered. “That dress says otherwise,” Camilla smirked. “But you wear it like armor. Respect.” I didn’t smile. “Who the hell are you?” “The one you has been sending you messages”, she replied. Rob answered. “This is Camilla Amato. Former Special Ops. Freelance ghost now. She used to work for the same people I did.”

Adair came back to the ward, looking at Ada Wood with her eyes closed, he pinned the hair on her forehead behind her ear and gently printed a kiss on it. "You are very kind to Ada. I really envy her. There are men who love her so much." Yvonne Brook is standing behind Adair, and her face is full of envy, not jealousy. From the moment she was warned by Bard Hunter, she had no right to envy Ada Wood. So, what is left now is envy. "Who is that man?" Adaire did not look back, the man is Yvonne Brook brought over, she knows. He smelled danger in him, like a fox.