Jonah Adam Novels & Stories

"Dressed like this for me. Begging for it. She was. And she hated it. Her knees felt weak. Then his hand slid to the back of her neck, warm and firm, and he tilting her head towards his belt. His other hand moved toward his zipper, slow, taunting. “On your knees,” he ordered. For one terrifying second, she almost did it. Her body wanted to obey. The mate bond was a chain, and he was pulling it tight. And then reality slammed back into her. This was Jon. Sullivan’s son. The enemy. The man whose side was killing her friends, whose father wanted Noah and Emma dead.

Jonah confesses. "You don't remember anything, you don't have a brain," James mutters. "Do you know what I do have? A girlfriend." Jonah retorts. "You sneaky-" "Hey, guys," The voice from the phone interrupts James. They all focus their eyes on the screen and they are greeted with a big smile on Adam's face. He looks pretty much the same. Black hair, green eyes, a crooked nose, and his beards that he is so proud of. What's new is the evident dark circles under his eyes and the smile that doesn't meet the eye.

It wasn't aplomb; it was fear. He pecked out a message, his unfamiliar fingers stumbling. Jonah. Sorry. This is a mistake. Can we--- He did not have a chance to continue. A news alert came through on his screen, a push message from a notorious rumor blog. SPOTTED: Jonah Jones, Lone Wolf. The "Billionaire' Boyfriend" Looks Miserable and Alone at Downtown Dive Bar.

She didn’t seem to be frightened by the thunderous laughter in the room. “Hey…..hey….. little shortie, do you think it’s easy to take the Burke princess home?” Addison was first to jump up and down. “Yeah, there’s a few hundred hoops to jump through to take a Walter princess home.” Eric too joined in the fun. “That’s okay.” Jonah had a very calm solemn expression for a three year, but his next sentence almost choked all the adults “Let dad jump all the hoops and I will take the prize, my wife.” Jonah’s face beamed with a charming smile as he looked at Emma.

she was cut off by a deep voice and a hand landed on my shoulder, squeezing it a bit. I leaned back discreetly, loving the familiar warmth of the embrace and my stomach tingled oddly. “It’s alright, she’s with me. I’m Adam Jones, Carla’s son.” Mira’s kind smile grew at the sight of Adam. Well then. I guess Adam has a charisma that charms even woman in their thirties. Wasn’t she married? Oh look, jealous Cassandra had made an appearance! You’re going crazy, Case, I muttered to myself, appalled by my own mind.

“No, Connie and Hannah are team one. You are team two.” “Right,” she said. “I forgot.” “Forgot or weren’t listening,” he muttered aloud. Usually, he found her forgetfulness cute, but tonight he found it annoying and distracting. “Here he comes,” Elliott warned them. Through Elliott’s IAC, Aaron could see the dark figure of an older man, hunched over, with crazy black hair, slithering towards the chimpanzee cage. He weaved in and out of the shadows and seemed to do a dance step now and again.

I have two daughters, one fifteen, one fourteen. Please, James Thorne. *** Dear James Thorne, We have considered your application. Unfortunately, you have been declined. Sincerest apologies, Alpha of Desire. *** Your Royal Highness, Alpha of Desire, I'm applying again... Sometimes I believe you don't actually pick anyone from my part of town. Maybe the newly appointed Alpha Asher will select me and my daughters. I am still a father, balancing three jobs now, with two daughters, one seventeen, and one eighteen.

I said as I fought a smile. “You give them everything and this is how they treat you,” Gabe sighed. “I’ll get started on your mythical. I’m Adea. What can I get you?” I asked his friend. “I heard. I’m Leo. I’ll take what Gabriel’s having,” he said. He wore a white baseball cap flipped back, his blonde hair was shaved short, but long in the front. He was handsome, his light brown eyes stared at me with interest and a hint of jealousy. As if there was anything to be jealous about between me and Gabe.

"Adam's actual name is Emmett Linares. He's the younger brother of Jared Linares. Also, I need every piece of information you can gather on Ariana Benton." "Yes, boss." "You have five days, Thierry." I instructed. "Got it, boss.” “Your days are numbered, Emmett Linares/Adam Lemarcus.” I thought.

He gives me a smile and grabs my hand. (What’s your name mate?) he asks curiously. (I’m Mila Gibson and you?) I ask. (That’s a beautiful name. I’m Adam Thompson.) He replies. (What pack are you from Adam?) I ask innocently. (I’m the future beta of the Crescent Moon Pack.) He says proudly. I pull my hand away from him slowly, and he looks at me confused. (Is something wrong?) He asks confused. (I’m sorry, but I have plans and this is not part of them.) I whisper.