Adeana Dickinson Novels & Stories

I can even feel Danika’s bewilderment. The woman finally releases me and takes a step back, looking me up and down. “You’re even more frighteningly beautiful in person,” she says quietly. “What?” I question sharply. Has she seen me before? Who is she? “My name is Adelaide. Adrian asked me to help you.” She says briskly. I calm down enough to take her in properly; she looks to be in her mid-forties, with burgundy hair that looks perfectly wind swept, her nose and cheekbones are dotted with freckles, and her eyes are black as the void.

It was quite easy to transform Jane Puckett, scholarship student and chronic coffee drinker, into Jailbird, the mysterious masked dancer in Fantasy Island. The hangover would have to wait. Bills didn't pay themselves.

she thinks the solution to everything is death but she's wrong must time we most let things slide for the sake of peace . " peace you say, hell no those bastard whooped my ass " she yelled with gritted teeth's after reading my mind . yes you heard me Lenny is the I only Adams that can access the mind of others and make them do her well .I don't know how she managed to do that but she did and it's really annoying . after we were turned to vampires we discovered each of us had something special in us .

“and my youngest son, Luca. “Good afternoon,” I greeted, my head down. “A pleasure to meet you all, especially you, Anaya. I am Dante, the oldest as of present,” he leaned, took my hand and kissed the back of my palm, “and these are my siblings, Raffaele, Nico, Leonardo, Adrian and Serena, our youngest,” he gestured to each of them. “It is a pleasure to meet you, too” After that, the afternoon went on smoothly. Then a crash, cups and plates breaking, refreshments spilled and the maids they loked utterly horrified.

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

All these showed that her rich girl talk was fake. I just wondered why she couldn't be herself. Why be ashamed of who you are? She was still talking but I kept ignoring her and put my ear buds on to listen to another song. This time I listened to 'say amen (Saturday night)' by Panic! At the disco. For whatever reason, Mr. Edwards didn't come to class today. I didn't mind though.

Amelia sat on the edge of the bed, her fingers trembling slightly as she untied the burgundy ribbon. The wrapping paper crinkled softly under her touch, revealing a note atop layers of delicate tissue paper.​ The note, penned in Adrian's unmistakable handwriting, read:​ "For the woman who turned my world into poetry, The woman who made time stop and my world start, Tonight, let's write a new verse together. Meet me where the stars kiss the sea. –A."

Before she could say anything back to him, someone interrupts them by literally barreling towards she and Adryan stood, she lost her balance and was about to kiss the ground when a pair of arms snake around her waist. "Adryan, you're back, oh, thank God, I was bored to death doing nothing" a female voice says, her arms circling around her neck, hugging him tightly. Adryan had to remove his arms from around Jade's waist, because the woman hugging him and him holding onto Jade put him into an awkward position. "Adeena" he pulls her back from the hug, "I was only gone for a day, two at the most." he replies. Adeena was a woman with a beautiful olive skin tone, with her dark brown hair cascading

said Ada angrily she never spoke so loudly before. " Ada cool down , why are you getting so angry . What's wrong with you ? There's nothing wrong if they believe in ghosts . Deep inside we all know spirits exist . " said Cynthia . " Stop it Cynthia . You know what you guys are going crazy . " said Ada . Ada was trying to change the topic . She was feeling uncomfortable talking about her . It seemed like she is hiding something , something she didn't wanted anyone to know maybe something related to the dancing diva . "And why are you interested in that girl the so called dancing diva so much Cynthia ? " asked Ada

“Since you’re here so early, I guess you haven’t had breakfast yet. Let me bring you—” “That’s fine, Mr. Winters. I’m very busy,” Adeena said, seeming uninterested. “I’ll eat with you after I become your secretary.” She walked past the corridor and into the elevator without turning back. Soon, the elevator doors blocked Duke’s sight. He massaged his forehead. Addy was the same as she was four years ago. It was still incredibly hard to get close to her. But that was fine. He had a lot of time to do it slowly.