Borrow Haunting Adeline Novels & Stories

A Pen of Love. That’s what Adeline put the tag on the pen. It was written on parchment paper and then she glued it to the pen. It already been too long since last saw time she saw it. This is the reason why she met Drake and why she liked the guy. Then a sudden flashback appeared in her mind. *Flashback* Adeline is just sitting in her chair. Just looking around and listening to her classmates talking and what they are doing.

Due to an accident that happened 600 years ago, Deborah was left with a crippled leg, so her pace was a bit slow. As I made my way toward the cottage, Adeline rushed out of it, panting heavily, "Where is Dorian? Is he missing too?" I looked between Lucas and Adeline, "He is not here. I think Asteria kidnapped him too and used that to blackmail Delilah." Adeline wiped her hand through her hair and tugged them hard, "What the hell is going on? What exactly does Asteria want?"

“Oh, you fool. You got it all wrong. Did you really think that I had changed my mind just because I was sleeping with you?” “You were falling for me!” She insisted. “I was playing with you. We were having problems, and you were the distraction that I needed, but I will always come back to her.” Adeline picked a sharp piece of the glass on the floor and puts it near her neck. “Reject her and choose me, or I will—” “Kill yourself? Do it, I dare you.” “If I die, then it will weaken your wolf too.” “My wolf is mated to Eero's wolf. If it's not clear to you, then I'll say it out loud. Your death won't mean anything to me, so go ahead. Kill yourself.” Adeline's hand trembles, and then the glass fe

It was true what her mother said. "What about Mommy? I mean, about Mommy's relationship with..." Adeline trailed off because she wasn't sure. But she was quite aware that her mommy knew what she meant. Adeline was talking about Russell. The person whose identity has been stolen by Adrian. They should be able to fix it by now. Now her mommy should be able to be with her daddy again.

[ Xavier ] Why my fate is always cruel to me. When I begin to think that finally I've something to call mine and I should chase after it, my bubbles burst and I left staring at the mocking face of my fate. Adeline, the woman who stirred my almost dead feelings after Emily's death, made it very clear that she wants nothing from me.

“Who knows? But the news is quite damaging, isn't it? I hope Adeline is okay. I still feel guilty for being seen as the one who stole you from her.” “That’s not your fault, Raya. Don't feel guilty. What matters is that we’re married and I love you. Isn't that enough?” Raya nodded slowly, smiling as she clung to Julian’s arm. At Adeline’s House Adeline was finally back in her own sanctuary. It wasn't a mansion, but it was home. The scent of fresh lilies lingered in the air, and she felt her tension begin to melt. “Home sweet home. Hemhh... but I’m starving,” Adeline said, rubbing her belly.

Evangeline was already out there, animatedly chatting with another girl her age. "I don't think so." Adeline said with a shrug. "She went into town to grab supplies for the fundraiser." Her smile faded, replaced by an almost uncertain look. "Be honest with me, do you really think this fundraiser will work?" "I hope so." I replied honestly.

His to break. Adaline buried her face in her knees, the memory replaying itself mercilessly in her mind. The laughter. The whispers. Humiliated... simply for carrying blood she never chose. Her family's blood. A family that had abandoned her without hesitation. Her father, dead, yet still haunting her life like a curse. Her stepmother, who had locked her away, stripped her of warmth and dignity, turning her into a servant in her own home. Her stepsister, who had watched it all happen and done nothing. They had discarded her long before Ronan ever touched her life. And now the world had followed their example. She had stood there while they laughed. Her hands curled into fists. She had never

I stepped into the doorway, my voice barely a thread. The woman stopped, her eyes raking over my faded apron and the messy bun I hadn't had the energy to fix. She didn't look shocked. She looked amused. "Oh, Rogue... is this the 'staff' you mentioned? She looks a bit... haggard, don't you think?" Rogue didn't even glance at me. He was busy pouring two glasses of crystal-clear gin at the bar. "That’s Adeline. Ignore her. She’s just part of the house's furniture."