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Adam’s father looked at him for a moment, and then he glanced at me. I bit the need to salute the man and call him ‘Sir’. “Oh,” he blinked as if he’d suddenly just realized I was there. But then his eyes widened, and he looked back at his son. “Is this…you found him?!” …found me? What was he talking about- oh. “No, Dad,” Adam sighed. “It’s okay, I made that mistake the first time. This is Colton Grace, actually, and he’s a friend from campus. He’s also one of the participants in the NeuroGen trials.”

“She stepped in between us. No one had ever helped me like that before. She took a few of my punches before he realized he wasn’t hitting me. The same hateful snarl reenergized on her and Sebastian …” “Sebastian, what?” Sebastian was not going to live much longer. “Sebastian squeezed her like he wanted to break her in two.“ The door to the room opened, surprising me. My boys would never have let anyone pass. “I’m Dr. Sawyer, Adam’s father and your mate’s physician.” “You know?” “I can see your aura. Congratulations.” “What are you?” “I’m a witch. So is Adam. Esmerelda fought off a hunter, although I’m sure at his age, he thinks he is just an entitled bully.”

“There are seven of them. Not blood-related but were all born in the same era, addressing each other as brothers and sisters. Their mutual ‘father’ transformed them into vampires for some kind of sick test. That’s why each of them has different gifts. Adam, based on my judgment, should be the fourth brother. Among the seven, he is the one who has the least documented records at Eric’s father’s office, which is a good thing. Because only when they commit extremely bad crimes, they leave a record in their files.” The least doesn’t equal zero. Still, Amelia nodded her head. After that hug with Irene in the living room, she gradually calmed herself down. Adam was not a typically “good” guy, but

It was in this environment that he met his one true friend, Andrew. Even in college, Adam remained a badass but still managed to graduate summa cum laude and top the CPA licensure exam. It seemed he was simply gifted—with looks, intelligence, and charm—but not with love. The two women he truly loved, his mother and Katie, had both abandoned him. His brows furrowed as he felt bitterness rising again. He pushed the thought away. “What now?!” he barked at the doctor, his patience wearing thin. Dr. Guadalupe took his time removing his stethoscope after listening to Yza’s heartbeat. Adam stood ready to lash out if the doctor’s fingers so much as grazed Yza’s chest. Those fingers wouldn’t last lon

“That was Adam Danvers. He owns and runs River’s Bend—the vineyard.” “Oh really? Is he married?” Joy raised her eyebrows at the question. Since when did Jeremy care about someone’s marital status? Now that she thought about it, Adam hadn’t been wearing his wedding ring lately. “He was,” she replied slowly, “but his wife died in a car accident.”

Axel and Dominica were our leaders until they were killed, most of us were banished from our various packs because we didn't have our powers anymore after they died. “ Powers, leader? “ I blurted out, more confused than ever. “ Dear, the moon goddess created Supernaturals to be the Alphas and Luna of the pack for greater protection against stray and rogues, Axel’s great grandfather or should I say his ancestors were the main leaders of these supernaturals and they had the power and authority, we as a pack got it because we are descendants of these supernaturals. Axel married Dominica and since they were mates, his power transferred to her, therefore passing on to your sister and your brother

I opened the door swiftly and got down from the vehicle, noticing that Daniel had stopped, and was staring horrifyingly at the figure that just destroyed the rear window of his car. I turned my head, and the figure came to sight. My eyes widened as I saw the man, now visible by the moonlight, standing at the back of the car, breathing furiously, holding a bat in his hand. He must have used the bat to break the window. The man stared at me, and his eyes held so much emotion that I'd never seen before, or even knew he was capable of holding. He bit his lower lip as his nose twitched, turning his head to look at Daniel. The man was Adam.

Eden - or the black-haired apprentice wizard who was trying his best to coddle his brother - automatically shook his finger and charmed a few Clean spells on the floor before Balan forced him to do this. He groused: "I didn't write it on the test!" The First Blood fang of a vampire was the fang that fell out after they reach adulthood. It was very soft but had a wonderful protective effect - especially when it had a little bit of magic of elf - and was extremely, extremely, extremely sensitive to magical rituals involving blood. Balan sincerely prayed to all the gods that had ever been in the world that that young fang - damn it, he was infected with Eden's word habit - would be able to prot

Geoffrey felt that Johnathan was hiding something, but she didn't give it any thought. That was when Adam stumbled upon the prophecy that he was on a path that would only lead to darkness and that he would meet a great foe. Drunk on power, Adam saw it fit that he would seek out any strong foe and vanquish them. He laid waste to anyone who stood in his way, until there was no one left. With that, Adam returned to the Parkers in order to officially take over the reigns. But before he could do that, he had to bring Johnathan home. He wanted his brother to witness his victory.

Or all of them at once? “We all have sides people don’t see,” he said finally. “Even the people we love.” I nodded slowly, eyes narrowing as a sleek black car finally rolled out from the staging area. There he is. God, he looked like he belonged down there. Christopher continued, “But Adam… he doesn’t do this unless he knows he can win. He’s not reckless. Not really. Not when it matters.” I didn’t respond, not with words. My hands were fists now in the sleeves of my coat, fingers aching from the pressure.