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"Where are the elixirs?" A tall shadow on the floor crossed Adeline's barely open eyes. The shadow was of a bulky man, his frame strong and sturdy, and on his hand was a whip. When his deep voice reached Adeline's faraway consciousness, the hairs at the back of her neck stood up. She clenched her fist in anger, despite losing every inch of her being. "We... don't have... such thing," Adeline replied in a hoarse voice, gritting her teeth.

It left a dark circle on the floor and the fairies had disappeared into the red liquid. I shot up in terror and began to lose my balance from springing up so fast. I reached over and grabbed the desk to catch myself and I began to realize that my hand was getting warm, almost hot. I looked over as it launched into a full burn in my hand. I yanked my hand away, turned and bent over to investigate the book that I had rested my hand on. It was a black, bound book that looked almost like burnt flesh. As my face got close, the cover flipped open and pages began to turn. It stopped at a page in the middle and I looked closer to realize that everything was in a different language, Latin, maybe. As

I need to be comfortable if I am going to collapse. I pick up a new book to read, it is titled Haunting Adeline and it is a dark romance. I start reading the book to pass the time and about twenty minutes later, “Luna, you were right. Austiin and Cyrus followed him home and when he knocked on the door, a blonde girl opened the door and let him in,” Harlan tells me through our connection.

“I asked him to tell me some stories because he’s good with that. He was telling me about a friendship between a young boy and a dog. Stefano ended the story by telling me that the dog died. So, I cried because the story was so beautiful, and he just gave a terrible ending.” Clavier laughed. “That’s Stefano we all know.” Adeline laughed again, but it wasn’t her usual laughter. Like something was bothering her mind. That night her appearance was rather unusual too. She was wearing a blue dress, and her blonde hair was tied behind her. And she didn’t carry the usual leather book with her. She never left that book anywhere. Not even Stefano could take it from her. “Are you alright, Adeline?” Cl

“Now, explain who you are and why you were in that condition when I found you.” Adeline’s frown disappeared, and she bit her bottom lip, trying to gather her thoughts. “I’m Adeline Smith,” she said quietly, slightly stuttering, “daughter of Baron Smith, leader of the Crimson Pack.” She constantly glanced up at Enzo, who was staring at her intently as she explained. “Yesterday, my pack was attacked by the Blue Moon Pack. They... they wiped out every single one of us. I’m the only survivor.” “Your pack was wiped out?” Enzo chuckled softly, “Well, that’s unfortunate.”

ADELINE POV As I opened my eyes, I couldn't stop my tears from falling. It is now clear in my mind what happened in the past. The main reason I was in the Romanov mansion was because his wife, Adeline, helped me escape that night. I remember what happened that night in crystal-clear detail. When I choose to run away from an old man who did bad things to me just because my parents couldn't pay him their huge debt. He took me by force. I was abducted by his men, and I was raped. He made me his bed warmer and his slave in bed for several months. Something transpired that gave me the feeling that my whole body was filthy. And what infuriates me more about my destiny is that the man is none other

The room felt so cold. Adrain slowly walked towards her, his footsteps echoed through the room. Tap! Tap!! Tap!!! He stopped beside her. Clara quickly closed her eyes. She remembered what the ghost had told her, Don’t look into his eyes. No matter what happens… Don’t do it. “Clara,” Adrain called her softly. She refused to answer. “Look at me!” She shook her head. “No,” Clara refused. His voice remained calm. “I said…. Look at me.”

She sighed and lay down on the makeshift bed she had made with dry leaves and old rags, waiting patiently for the dusk. Her eyes drooped, and she fell into a deep slumber dreaming about Asher and red roses. *** Asher let out an inhuman growl in frustration. Last night, another human was murdered right outside his territory. There was too much blood, some even seeping through the thin, white sheet that covered the victim’s body. The familiar metallic tang in the air made his gums ache, and at the same time, scrunch his nose. The human detective Ace Jackson approached him with a grim face. “Looks like the same MO,” he said.

It body got drained of blood, has no leg to move but rather moves through the air, it head was of the exact shape of a skeleton. I couldn't control my feet anymore for the speed exceed that of Usain Bolt athlete. As I tried to run inside the house, she was right behind me just as I read it in the Black Cults book that ghost in Tortuga are faster than any human. She almost entered the house with me but Sorcerer pointed a stalf at her, casting the spell, "INCENDIO" with wide range of fire coming out. And then she vanished.

“Right now your aunt needs our help, and the longer we take to save her, the more dangerous things become. All I need is for you to tell me every–” She opened the door, staring at me with those cold looking eyes that felt like she was going to do worse than just killing me. “There were four of them, all dressed in black tuxedos. And a fifth, also in black, but he had a cane and a hat that barely covered his eyes. Aunt Emi asked me to hide in my room, but I heard every conversation they had that night. It seemed like she knew them, only that she didn't expect to see them in such weird appearance.” “The guy in hat, you didn't see his face, did you?” I asked, and she shook her head.