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Was she trying to make me think she was better than those betrayers I call family? I moved closer to her and in fright she took steps backwards, hitting her back on the wall as there was no space let anymore. Her scent wafted through my nose again and I closed my eyes, gulping hard. I feel hypnotized, the way she smells just leaves me wanting to take in more of her tantalising scent. My eyes fell on her pink plump lips and I felt tempted to take it in mine and nibble on it; everything about Adeline seemed captivating.

My flight was in an hour, and I felt relieved to be finally getting out of here. I didn’t even say goodbye to Clay, and I knew him very well; he’s going to be pissed off. I sat down and made myself comfortable. It was awfully cold inside. I took a book to pass the time and began to read "Haunting Adeline"; it’s one of my favorite books, and I’ve read it more than ten times. “Excuse me?” I was so engrossed in the book that I didn’t hear the woman standing in front of me.

Finally, she found the one she was looking for. Layla managed to grab the book and add it to her stack in her arms when her eyes caught sight of something. A book stood out among the rest. It was bound with dark brown leather and had brandished designs on the spine. The title read - Malleus Vampiro: A Treatise on Vampires. Placing her other books on the floor, Layla pulled the leather-bound book from its home amongst the others and opened it. As her eyes skimmed the pages, she caught a couple of words; SHADOW STALKERS, BLOODSUCKER, PHANTOMS.

God he's so handsome. "What new books have you been reading?" I set my fork down, ready to go into full detail about the book, and he laughed. "The Invisible Life Of Addie Larue. It's such an amazing book and I think Henry has my heart. Not finished yet, but basically it's about this woman, Addie, who prays to the Gods after dark, something your not supposed to do, and makes a deal with the devil." We sat for a good thirty minutes of me just explaining the book and instead of him complaining zoning out, he listened. "I'd like to read it sometime soon."

Not yet. I turned onto my side, eyes landing on my nightstand. The book I’d finished last two weeks still sat there—Haunting Adeline. It had been a ride, to say the least. Dark, twisted, and completely unhinged. I grabbed the book and traced the cover absentmindedly, my mind still spinning from the way it had ended. And Zade? God. That man was insane, but in the best way. I couldn't even count how many times I had to pause and process the things he said.

It was too quiet, eerily quiet. Dolores decided to walk forward, after wandering for a while, she finally saw...a book. As soon as Dolores got close to the unusual book in the middle of the white room, she was sucked in. As if watching a document, Dolores felt her eyes going through a novel called, "Saving my moonlight in the haunted mansion". Sadie Laurent was going through her late grandfather's stuff when she found an old key. Sadie being a curious cat spirit, kept pestering her parents to know where this place was, but her parents kept avoiding answering. At last, Sadie pestered the old granny of her house.

Knox's smile returned, tinged with satisfaction at her compliance. "Yes?" he replied, his voice tinged with a hint of triumph. Taking a steadying breath, Adeline slowly resumed her seat, her gaze fixed unwaveringly on Knox. The room seemed to hold its breath, its very air thick with anticipation, as she mustered the strength to begin recounting her haunting tale. Her words, like delicate threads, wove a tapestry of profound loss, relentless survival, and a desperate search for answers that had consumed her every waking moment.

he replied, taking in the sight of the mysterious collection around him. "Well Adam, I am Domino, and I am sorry for the way we first met," the old man said, gesturing for Adam to follow him. He led Adam to a shelf lined with books on wolves and vampires. Adam's heart raced as he scanned the titles, searching for a particular book. "I kept the real books down her because of the theifs. Hope you find what you need." The old man said before leaving. Adam searched the books and finally, he found the one he was looking for. He took a seat, opening the weathered volume. Flipping through the pages, he searched for the name of the creature Lyra had described, the one she had mistaken for him.

Evans I lay in the dark, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. Beside me, I felt the mattress shift. Hailey sat up, her movement sharp and jagged. I kept my eyes closed, forcing my breathing to stay shallow, but I could feel her focus on me. It wasn't just a gaze; it was a physical weight. Her ability was out of control, radiating off her in waves of heat that made the air in the room feel thin. I knew she felt it. She felt the rot of the lie I had been carrying since the day we stood at the altar. I waited, counting the seconds in the silence, until I heard her feet hit the carpet. She moved like a ghost, her footsteps receding toward the door. Only when the soft click of

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...