Splitting Adam 2 Novels & Stories

oh lord I am going to barf on his face. "Brooklyn you need to shift, I am sorry but I can't waste my energy on healing right now But shifting will speed up the healing . Don't take the stone barrier yet ".I manage a nod and shift my right arm downwards to move the boulder back to the ground along with me. I see Adam jump across the barrier wall, he's facing Dawn for the first time in a long time. Adam’s POV Adrian is not someone who thinks before he’s getting into something or its consequences, he lives for no other reason than to trouble others. And he’s done a mighty good job and making people miserable, sadly most of them being women.

“He’s telling the truth about the Thirteen Pack.” Jess and James exchanged glances before bursting into laughter. “You’re losing it, John,” James chuckled. “The whole world knows Adam went mad and killed his family.” “I know it sounds crazy,” John admitted, “and yes, he may have suffered from confabulation. But what he wrote about the Thirteen Pack feels true.” Jess shook her head. “The Thirteen Pack is just a myth Alpha Pascal created to unite everyone. You said so yourself once.” “It’s real,” John insisted, his voice rising.

Aramide spat as she gestured at the door. "Clar—" Daniel tried. "Leave." She spat as she watched him begin to walk away before he stopped. Aramide raised an eyebrow as a tear slipped down her cheeks she wiped it away almost immediately, she couldn't break, not today, not now, she wouldn't let Cole win, she wouldn't!

Tamsyn swatted my hand lightly as she said, “Don’t do that, you’ll pull it out and the doctor said you need at least one more day before you’re done.” “Oh Tam, you’re such a mother hen!” Adeline exclaimed with a chuckle, “It’s nice to meet you Emi, or do you prefer Emilia? You don’t have to call me Adeline by the way, all my friends call me Ayda. You know, you’re just as pretty as Eskal said!”

Warren managed to cut of his dominant arm. Adam screamed in pain, but there was no blood flowing from the wound. The heat from Warren's sword stopped the blood. Adam looked at his arm falling to the ground, but he didn't have time to react any more than that already. Warren was already charging his next attack. Adam used his speed to teleport a distance away, but to his surprise, Warren was already behind him. He moved substantially faster than what Adam did. Adam turned to run away, but Warren appeared in front of him again. It was almost as if he anticipated what Adam was about to do and acted before Adam could do it. Warren was unstoppable at that moment.

Adam began pounding her, accelerating his hip movements in response to Isabella's physical cues and vocal encouragements. "Ugh, ungh, yeah, yeah, oh damn, so fucking full, un, un, un, fuck, fuck, faster now...oh, oh, close, close, close, ah-ah-ah-ah-fu-u-u-ck-ye-ess-ss..." Adam surged forward, consumed by the building pressure of impending release. "Gonna cum..." he warned Isabella, his voice filled with urgency.

Chapter 28 Adam was old but not that old and he clearly seemed more well built than before. He must be around my dad’s age, so in his 50’s. I don’t know how well Taranis fights but he’s pretty well built as well, better than Adam. The only problem here is, he doesn’t know that Adam does not play fair

Adam said, “I think I know her—Mr. Adel’s wife, our neighbor here at the chalet. Isn’t that right?” Nelly answered, “That’s correct.” Adam said, “Pleased to meet you, madam. And thank you—and thanks to Mr. Adel as well—for your kindness.” Nelly said, “Thank you.” Adam looked back at Naomi and said, “I’m going into the water.” Naomi smiled and said, “As you wish, but the sun is almost gone.” Adam smiled back and said, “You still don’t know your husband well enough. I swim just fine in pitch darkness, Naomi.”

His eyes roved sharply over the room, scanning every shadow, every anxious face, measuring hope and doubt in equal parts. “We split up,” he commanded, his voice low but hard, steel threading through every word. “Each team takes a sector of the city—and beyond if we have to. We chase every lead, follow every whisper, no matter how faint.” Adam bent over the scattered maps, tracing routes marked with potential hideouts—crumbling warehouses forgotten by time, abandoned subway tunnels swallowed by darkness, hidden safe points rumored among the oldest pack members. His brow furrowed with grim resolve. “They could be holding her anywhere,” Adam said, voice tight. “Or moving her right now, slipping