Mighty Ducks Adam Banks Novels & Stories

“I find it great to mingle with people beneath me. It helps me to remember where I came from.” Okay, was this supposed to be a compliment or what? The man bowed slightly and Adam just tapped his shoulder briefly, before walking to where I stood. “Mr…?” He addressed Gab. “Gabriel Macaulay,” Gab provided with a grin. “Would you be so kind as to check if there's water in that dispenser at the cockpit?” Adam said to Gab. Gab bowed. “Absolutely, sir.” What was Adam up to? It was obvious to me that he just wanted to get Gab to leave for reasons I'll find out soon enough. Because what type of flimsy errand was that? I rolled my eyes internally. There's always water in the dispenser.

'' Adams replied in a bored tone. "But I'm not using my money, you have no idea the joy that comes in knowing someone is helping you get something you truly desire to have, and besides, you're richer than me, my wealth can never amount to yours. You're a freaking billionaire! How did I ever get so lucky Adams, I'm truly lucky to have you as my best buddy.'' Adams sighed deeply. ''I'm just doing this because I owe you, so get off me." Adams tried pushing him off once more, but Mike still refused to let him go.

“Might as well get it over with.” Mouth cracking open in a feral scream, Mott pulls the trigger. At the last microsecond, Banks tries to duck, which only means the buckshot liquifies her head instead of her upper torso. Everything she’d been, every thought and dream, splashes on the bland wall as so much meat. Her headless body flops down, left leg twitching merrily.

They resembled each other quite a bit, nearly twins, but on closer inspection, Adam had dark eyes, and Grayson had a longer haircut. Along the other wall of the space was a built-in bookcase with a nice collection of graphic novels and historical books, or so she discovered when she pulled a few out. Grayson was a history buff so it seemed, which made sense considering his weapons collections. But it was when she noticed a trophy on the bookcase, that the truth of this place, hit her hard. Junior Hockey League MVP 2034 Adam Godwin, etched into the trophy. This place was a shrine, to a brother who had died way too soon.

Her name wasn't quite different from Morgana anyways. “Madeline Black,” He chuckled, clicking open her file. Some four years ago, when he had just returned from a trip to Amsterdam on ‘business’, he had come home to New York to see a woman hanging off the arms of his best friend. That was the one time Adam had breached the sacred VIP spot in the club and brought a woman in. Micheal had felt betrayed. He had looked forward to another bout of banters, laughter, drinking booze and acting like crazy college kids all over again. That was his sense of normalcy and it was disrupted the day Madeline Black walked into Adam Stone's life.

Chapter 129 – Arrest Warrant The fluorescent lights flickered above the newsroom, casting a sterile glow onto Clara Vale’s face. Her gaze was glued to the screen where Richard Banks, the notorious head of Banks Enterprises, was being led away in handcuffs. The headlines blared: "Richard Banks Indicted: A Fall from Grace." For a moment, Clara’s heart raced with a mix of triumph and disbelief. She had spent years trying to gather enough evidence to bring him down, battling both the man and the organization that had formed around him—a titan built on manipulation and fear.

He sharply turned and walked out, leaving his mother staring behind him. —---------- In the center of Hawkwood city’s popular capital district, a ten-storey glass building stood tall and proud. A bold signboard Adams International caught under the afternoon sunlight. On the second to the top floor, a group of staff in the Adams company administration center was bustling like bees. As everyone crowded around the computer system of one of their colleagues, playing a video. They were pushing each other to get a better view of the screen. “Oh my goodness, Is that Sir Jacob's groom”

The question could wait but he was getting impatient. “What did he look like?” “What?” “You know, ethnicity or race?” “Looked like a latino to me. Maybe Mexican,” she responded after a long thought. Adam let it sink in. “Let’s go for a ride,” Adam abruptly spoke, clearing everything off in his mind. “Where to?” “Anywhere, even Walmart would do.” “But isn't it unsafe?” asked Jessica reluctantly. She didn't want Adam to worry but the face of the man at the bank was stamped into her brain.

She struggled to comprehend the magnitude of Adam's revelation, her mind racing with questions and astonishment. “A bank? As in, you own your own bank?” She muttered. "Yeah, I know it is a lot to take in," Adam replied, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes. "But yes, I own my own bank. The Business Bank - the one that…" “Offers loans to businesses?” She asked in confusion. She knew the bank well. News about it and it’s success was all over the country. He nodded, without anything close to pride attached to his actions or impression.

Sadie and I have been in Baker now for two months. Going by the names Katie and Nick. Sadie turns eighteen in three days. It’s hard to believe that she is seven months pregnant, but her stomach grows every day. I got a job right away and Sadie wanted to do something besides stay at home all day. I found a way for us to have all the legal documents we would need to become Nick and Katie. Sadie went and decided that she wanted to go and take some classes during the day. Sadie wants to become a counselor to help people. She never really had someone to help her and she wanted people to know she could help.