Thursday Addams Novels & Stories

He doesn’t know what’s wrong with him right now, that he keeps on showing embarrassing things to his wife. If today Friday the 13th? No. Today is 13th of May, and it is Thursday. “You haven’t eat anything,” Adira said, walking back. “I’ll cook you a dinner.”

Adam flashed me a charming smile, but his gaze lingered on Lucas's arm around my waist, a flicker of annoyance crossing his features. Mrs. Harrison’s eyes returned to me, her expression polite. "Welcome. It's lovely to meet you, Miss..." “Thorne. I'm Valerie Thorne. It's lovely to meet you too, Mrs. Harrison." "Hey, Val. You look..." Adam finally spoke, his gaze briefly sweeping over my body. But when he saw the icy glare on Karen's face, he scratched his head, and I bet he began reconsidering his choice of words. “Uh… You look professional.”

And there it was. When she picked up the packet, she felt cold something touching her bare bellybutton hole. Startled, her eyes wide and she jolted with a shriek, loosing balance her right feet slipped and she felt herself falling backward. The packet from her hand slipped and fell on the floor with a THUD sound. Closing her eyes tightly she waited for her body to come in contact with the concrete Italian marbled floor. Everything happened so fast! * Adan reached his mansion in the afternoon after he slaughters four of Thomas Cruz men in the basement and threw their death bodies at the door of his casino. Also sent a clear message through phone to not mess with his fucking business.

He smiled. The house was exactly like the one I described to him. Within a week we moved out of the apartment and into the house. I officially joined Thorn cider and helped Nick with running a branch of the company. My admin skills came in handy and my new skills I learned from my promotions came in handy with promoting one of their new lines along with handling the business meetings to secure new contracts. I was also given an opportunity to design a new label for their new launch. Life could not be going any better.

she defended. "I want to do a video call right now!" Addams said and Browns smiled at Addams's reply as the phone was on loudspeaker. "I'm not home now and I'm at my new friend's place. I didn't tell you I have one?" her voice still shaking and seducing. "Enough of whatever you are saying! A video call or you are having sex with whoever you call your new friend," Addams yelled in the background. "I'm not having sex, oh now you don't trust me," she used her left hand to push Brown away as she rolled her eyes.

A tear rolled down my cheek as I recalled the memory. "You were not good for her. You never have been. All you've been to her is toxic," Daniel said, still looking Adam in the eye. Adam bent and picked the bat from the floor, sending it flying through the air as he hurled it towards Daniel. I covered my mouth as a scream erupted from it when I saw that the bat had missed Daniel only by inches.

"We can come another day, but not tomorrow" Davis stopped walking at once, he snatched his hand from Thanatos. "You said you will bring me to the park everyday!" Davis whined. He pouted his lips and gave Thanatos an accusing glare.. Thanatos squatted to his level and held Davis face in his hands. "Davis, we can't sneak out tomorrow because it's Saturday... and also, we had so much fun today that we lost track of time.. your momma's gonna be so worried and she's gonna scold us when we get home"

T​he adrenali‌ne w‌a⁠s leaving me hollow. "Tha⁠t," Charles s⁠ai‍d, his gaze on the city ligh‌ts begi⁠nning to dim with the approaching dawn, "is the first domino. Th‌e only sound it makes is the click against the next one. By thi‍s time t⁠omorrow, Marcu‍s Thorne will be fighting fo‍r‌ his financia⁠l life.​ He will b‍e desperate. A desperate man is‌ a predict‌able man‌."

Thompson entered the room with a grim look on his face. “Have you got any info on this prick yet?” asked Addison. “Nothing as yet, the boys are working on it.” Thompson grimaced, he knew Addison wouldn’t like that. “Fuck sake.” whispered Addison under his breath. “How hard can it be to find a guy that Adair reckons is the size of a BRICK SHITE HOUSE?” He yelled the last three words making Thompson flinch slightly.

Chapter 155 The apartment felt colder after Adrian left. I stood in the hallway for a full minute after the elevator doors closed, listening to the faint mechanical hum fade away. Thursdays were his long days—client dinners, late strategy sessions, the kind of nights that stretched until the city lights dimmed to almost nothing. Midnight. Sometimes later. I had hours. I walked back to the bedroom slowly, each step deliberate, like I was giving myself time to change my mind. I didn’t.