The Match Sarah Adams Novels & Stories

Jenna twisted, pulling out her cell phone, then re-opening her travel log. She paused, glanced at Adam with her innocent face. "Why?!" Adam snapped irritably. Jenna bit her lip, then showed him the note on her cell phone. "1000 meters ?!" Adam shouted right in Jenna's ear. *****

“Why were you watching a video of one of my matches?” He recognised the video immediately. At his school, matches were filmed to post on the school website for promotion and to show off sporting achievements. The match that was playing out on the screen had been one of his best, he had scored all of the goals. The part he didn’t like was where his top had lifted up when he jumped to score a goal. “I only get to see you once a week so I have to make do somehow,” Sebastian said with a noticeably red face. “You’re very attractive to watch when you’re in your element. I just didn’t know you would find out.”

Nathan liked bold, playful women who could match his pace. Laura wasn’t that type. Adora had worked up the nerve to play matchmaker, but with him being so clear, there wasn’t much more she could push for. "Got it. Still, I appreciate you helping her that day." She let it go gracefully. "She’s already thanked me personally." "Good. Then let’s get back to the game." With some guidance from Louis, and her own muscle memory kicking in, Adora quickly found her rhythm. By the end of the round, she’d actually finished one stroke under Nathan and won the match.

He lit up as though he had just earned himself a medal. “He was getting annoying, don’t you think?” Sarah said, her voice light, lilting with glee. She wasn’t manic in the way Adam had been, with his jittery eyes and hyperactive excitement. She wasn’t driven by some unstoppable obsession that poured out in every twitch and every word. No—Sarah’s madness was different. Cold. Controlled. A flame hidden behind a smile that flickered and snapped whenever she chose to feed it. She sauntered forward, her yellow dress swishing about her knees, and stopped by Adam’s still body. Her nose wrinkled like she found the sight of him beneath her distasteful, like he was something spilled on her perfectly c

He do that when he's not impressed of something that Adam does or says. "Adam, she's up! Our mate is up! Talk to her or I'll take control." "Are you out of your mind? You will scare her!" Sarah wakes up, the voice she's hearing woke her up. She slowly opens her eyes to find a man's face staring at her, so close. "Mate.." Adam can't control himself when he gaze at those brown eyes. "Yes, she's our mate! Claim her now, Adam! Mate.. Mate!" A slap landed on Adam's face that wake him up from a trance.

Marisa Darcysaw this and immediately got up to meet him, "Mr. Adams, have you finished washing?" " "Who were you talking to?" Adams Harrah frowned and questioned in a deep voice. Marisa Darcysmiled in style, "A henchman, I asked him to take care of some things." Adams Harrah let out a cold chortle, his right hand cupped her chin, his sharp eyes fixed on her, questioning, "What, who are you looking at again?" "Mr. Adams understands me." Marisa Darcycrashed into his arms, her voice was more charming than usual, "Instead of being interested in these things, Mr. Adams should think about what kind of position you wants me to use to serve you comfortably." She has a pleasing face, she believes tha

] I tuned it all out and kept going, checking the final data line by line. Ten seconds. I locked everything in and hit submit. At the same beat, Julian tapped his screen. "3, 2, 1—time's up!" The host's voice cut off—both screens went black. A system notice flashed. [Submission detected. Verifying results...] The studio went dead silent. All eyes locked on the main screen. My palm stuck to the mouse. I stared at the black monitor. One thought on repeat— This fair match, five years overdue, finally ends now.

'I thought about inviting them over when Chris called us'. "It was lovely meeting you ladies, why don't we hang out after we've eaten and we can show you around, what do you say?", I said. "I'd love too", Sarah said, "ok see you soon", I replied and off we walked back to our table. when we approached our table Adam said you two seemed happy, but what about Alice?", he said. 'He was right, I liked sarah, she was hot, gorgeous lips, Brown eyes and her hair has been dyed Blue. From the looks of it they were all curvy, but sarah had big tits that I wanted to suck on'.

After careful consideration, she made the difficult decision to forgo dating and marriage, prioritizing Adam's safety above all else. It wasn't that Sarah hadn't tried to find a partner. Over the years, she had dated different men, hoping to find someone who could fill the role of Adam's father. Yet, despite her efforts, none of them seemed to be the right fit. Some lacked the patience and understanding required to navigate the complexities of single parenthood, while others simply couldn't comprehend the depth of Sarah's commitment to her son.

Sarah thought for a moment, then answered in a small voice, “Mia recently made a new friend, her name is Marah. She told me everything. That’s how I found out.” Adela stiffened. She looked up sharply at Sarah. Her eyes were red—clearly she’d been crying—but she didn’t seem like she was lying. Natalie furrowed her brow, trying to recall who Marah was. It took a moment, but the name clicked. “Did she happen to be wearing something really eye-catching that day when she told you all this?” Adela asked curiously, turning her gaze to Sarah. Sarah nodded. “Yes, that was her. She even flew out here with us.”