Novel & Cerita Reminiscence Adonis

But, as seconds turned into minutes and minutes turned into hours, the memory of their conversation played in his mind like a beautiful melody, and her laughter echoed in his ears, filling him with a sense of warmth and joy. He found himself momentarily lost in thoughts of her, his work momentarily forgotten as he replayed their interaction over and over again. He chuckled, making conscious efforts to shake off the effect her charm had on him. The last thing he needed at the moment was any form of distraction. *** "Good evening, Mr. Langston," Blaine greeted Adonis, who was about to hop into his car. His greeting was polite, but his tone had a subtle edge. Blaine's forced smile and polite gr

Mary saw Adonis sitting in the sitting room before as she walked to the kitchen to get Emma's juice, his full concentration seemed to be focused on whatever it was he was doing in his laptop, he raised his head and looked at her and then turned back to face his work. Mary's fear for him had grown even more, after seeing what be had almost done to his grandmother. Then what would he do to her? She took fearful and calculated steps as she walked to the kitchen. On her way back from the kitchen, Adonis whole gaze was now focused on her, his blue gaze forcing her to stand still on her tracks, staring back into his eyes as he stared at her. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, th

Dominic and Tom's conversation is interrupted by a special character. Adonis quickly appeared. The boy saw Tom, and his face became brighter. The boy laughed as he ran towards Tom. Adonis' voice became more cheerful. "Uncle Tom! I really miss you. Why do you rarely come to see me? Didn't I do something to make you unhappy?" Adonis said as he kissed Tom's face. He really misses Tom. In Adonis's heart, Tom is the most wonderful man. He really likes Tom. Just saw the appearance of Tom. Adonis' mood became even more excited.

…the gleam in his eyes… Something slowly slithered into my mind as I recalled how Adonis’ gaze had been making me uneasy and bothered ever since last night, and it got even worse today when it just wouldn’t go away. It looked so unnatural and nerve-wracking and now I know why it had bothered me so fucking much. My cheeks drained. That unnatural gleam was so familiar, because I had seen it before, in my ex's eyes. Shit. Has Adonis been high on something all this time???

I remember those interactions of us like old Indian television drama where both the protagonist hates each other at the beginning of the scene, but till the end of the drama, they gradually generate feeling for each other. Sometimes I feel or could conclude that the memories I lost are about my love for Mr. Hemsworth and our family and sometimes about some tragic event that happened to me in the past related to Mr. Hemsworth, but indeed it's not a TV drama, my life thou. To me, I'm lost, I want to meet Louis and want to know about my lost memories, but there is nothing I can do about it. when I was working under Mr. Hemsworth, he used to despise me for being clumsy and late for work, so how

Sadie said in a sad voice. She was right on her place. “The scars he gave are too deep to be healed, Sadie. How am I supposed to forget everything and move forward? Those days will haunt me forever.” I replied to her. “Adonis was also played by those sinners, Gemma. Just think again before you take a life changing decision tomorrow.” She said and again went in a corner of my mind.

Adonis asked, looking up from his small desk in the corner of the room. “Not yet,” I smiled. “I just need a bit more time to work out this formula. I’ve almost got it though.” “Sure thing, boss,” Adonis said, giving me a little salute. “But not too long, okay? You know how I get it when I have low blood sugar.” I chuckled. Yes, I did, all too well. Adonis was a beast when he was hungry, snappy and short. Working together in close quarters over the summer, we’d really gotten to know each other well.

Over a month? Jaden suddenly remembered the banquet from over a month ago. He had been drugged with an aphrodisiac by rival pack members. In his delirious state, he called Arabella over to help him endure the night. Could it have been then? His entire body began trembling at the thought. "No, I have to find her." Jaden shot to his feet, seemingly having made some kind of decision. "You want to find her?" Beryl sounded like she had heard the joke of the century and said mockingly, "Isn't Arabella leaving perfect for you? Now, you can bring Lillian home. She's been waiting for that future Luna position for ages."

“I was a member of its team.” The words didn't just land. They fractured everything. Amina stared at him, her thoughts racing to reconcile, pieces that she had not thought of suddenly made sense. Why? "That's not a viable option," she stated, but her voice was deceptive. “It is,” he replied. The system pulsed violently. “Disclosed memory is being utilized by you,” the voice stated. A slow, deep breathing was recorded by Adrian. “No,” he said again. “I'm remembering.”. The layer around them trembled.

Adonis twitched the corners of his mouth up in a weak smile. “I’m okay. Glad to be back.” “Sup, bro?” said Tres as James led the younger boy into the circle. “Mr. and Mrs. Richards?” he said, by way of gaining their atten- tion. “This is Adonis Hunter. A good friend of ours.” Esmeralda smiled disarmingly at the sight of the sheepish look on Adonis’s face. “It’s nice to meet you, Adonis.” Tres’s father nodded politely.