Jonah Adam Novels & Stories

And the louder one that answered: You already are. She picked up her phone. “I need to make a call.” He shrugged. “Another time, maybe.” “No,” she said. “There won’t be another time.” She stepped outside, heart racing, and called Adrian. “Hey,” he said, warm. “I needed to hear you,” she said. “There’s this man—Jonah. He’s not doing anything wrong. But I need to tell you about him.” Adrian didn’t speak for a moment. Then: “Thank you for telling me.”

After hanging up the call, she said, “Jonah’s full name is Jonah Reid. He’s the high-end designer, engineer, and scientist of our company. He’s forty-eight years old now and is the sole designer of Wyvern Peak’s latest Tempest aircraft.” “I’ve heard about Jonah. He’s the recipient of the highest award in the field of science,” said Adrian. “That’s right,” Gracia said, “Jonah went over to Yidalia for a study trip and brought back a student from there. Her name is Ginevra, and she’s twenty-four this year. She has a good knowledge of heavy metals, so I believe that we can do it if she provides us with a qualified answer.” Adrian sat and waited. Half an hour later, more than twenty people walked

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.

What the fuck was all of this? "I'll tell you what's happening. Your husband here, Adam Smith, does drugs." One of the officers said, glaring at Adam. "Yesterday he and his gang were almost caught where they wanted to ship tons of cocaine illegally to Japan but they all escaped, except for one...chubby redhead. We caught that one. He's the one that provided information leading to the arrest of all his other gang members." He finished, leaving me staring at Adam with watery eyes. Is that where he was throughout last night?

'' Delta is the lowest-tiered Werewolf nation. ''Good. I'll be there with Perol,'' replied Eden mentioning Perol who is a Beta, the older brother of Herol. He then walked down the stairs at high speed. Herol's forehead wrinkled. He still remains in his place. Astonished by Eden's enthusiastic attitude that the man rarely shows. What's more, it's about women. Eden who is famous for his power and power throughout the pack in the Scandinavia area is also known as the loneliest Alpha, having not met the Luna.

"Ah. Are you... Jonah's senior from college?" A polite, refined smile stretched across his mouth. "A very accurate deduction. Yes, I am Brent Madison. It is a pleasure to finally meet you in person." Oh, wow. I quickly clamped a hand over my mouth to stop my jaw from dropping. No wonder. No wonder Jonah had been hopelessly hung up on this guy for years. He was physically flawless, exuded an aura of total competence, and possessed a voice with a soothing frequency that could disarm just about anyone.

However, none of them looked like Jonah. “We might have missed him,” I muttered, moved by sheer disappointment. “Or maybe we haven’t,” Tom replied as he peeped into the lecture hall. I checked as well and there Jonah was. He was talking with a pretty girl. Whatever he was saying was making the girl blush. “He looks like a total player,” I muttered. “He is tall and handsome. He is neat and properly dressed and he knows how to sing. I agree, he looks like a total player,” Tom nodded.

Cain scoffs and Gene glares at him, his eyes rimmed with unshed tears. "You may not have liked your father, but I knew him my entire life. You have no idea who he was or what he did, he was the best man I have ever known and he did not deserve the life he was handed. He should have had your mother by his side, he loved her…" Gene stops and clears his throat before continuing. "I would like to officially give notice of my wish to retire, now Abaddon is gone, I would like to spend the rest of my life quietly with my mate. I am happy to help train the next Beta when you choose them, but I request that you do so quickly, I only stayed on this long because Abaddon was my best friend."

Aaron said in his most approachable and friendly tone. The dark-haired driver smiled at the “mover” and answered in an overly sweet voice, “I’m sorry, but I was a bit late picking up my kids. I’m Jonah Stafford by the way. Looks like they’ve already left to go to the new house. They are moving, right?”