Daya Haunting Adeline Novels & Stories

‘I need to find out for myself if she really thinks I’m a threat to her children. Annabelle glanced at Adam, before giving me a slight nod. I helped her clear away the trash from our meal before we went through our routine to settle in for the night. My heart ached as I watched Adam begrudgingly give Deven a blanket. Things between them had been awful since he told the truth about our mother’s murder. The entire trip to Dark Moon territory, Adam had forced Deven to sleep on the hard floor.

I yelled at the demon staring back at me from the television, and grabbed the TV remote by my side and threw the thing at my television, smashing it's glass. My shadows were growing stronger and I could see their cracked reflection along with mine on the smashed television. They smirked and chuckled evilly, knowing just a little more time and they would be at full strength to hunt for victims. Malice and hate filled my expression. "Fuck you! You hear! You will retract!" I yelled at the shadows, and that seemed to enable them as they chuckled harder, sucking from the lack of control at the moment. Suddenly there was a fumbling of metal noise from behind the door. I could hear the low breathin

Adeline’s pov “ You know what, I’m out of here” I say turning away and quite enjoying the shocked look that passed both Mom’s and Cecilia’s face. If they want to be their own cute mother’s and daughter’s moment, who was I to stop them? “ Adeline, calm down. There is no need to be worked up” Auntie Rosa says from behind me. I don’t look back but storm out of the mansion, my hands folded and my face pressed into a scowl.

Adrian corrected in a soft voice. “Whatever,” Adelia retorted. “So what other powers do ‘lycans’ have,” she asked sarcastically. “Are you scared of me?” Adrian asked, ignoring her question. “No why would you think such a thing?” Adelia asked irritably. Was this man crazy? Just because he was much taller than her and stronger didn’t mean that she was scared of him. Maybe she was a little scared but that didn’t mean anything. “Well, I can literally hear your heart pounding in your chest,” Adrian responded and Adelia gave him a weird look saying ‘huh?’

“I wouldn’t have found the strength to get help if I hadn’t heard you. It was you, wasn’t it?” She nodded, edging a little nearer. Her feet made no sound, and she moved so smoothly that it was as if she glided over the rough surface. Next to me, the seated woman lifted her head, revealing a face littered with acne scars and dried blood surrounding a deep cut on her jaw. She sniffed the air like a dog before craning her neck to stare hungrily at the cake. “Don’t eat it…” Grace’s voice infiltrated my mind, but her lips hadn’t moved. Instead, her eyes pierced me intently, wide and worried.

Eva chimed in. "Don't worry, sweetheart. We'll be together as a family soon!" Fred promised. "And that Aster woman is so mean! She hit Mommy's head and made her bleed," Eva continued. "Actually, Mommy and I knew Uncle Lionel's kids were dead—we just didn't tell him! During the earthquake, Mommy and I made a bet about whether Uncle Lionel would save me or his kids. If I won, Mommy promised me a pool party!" "And you won, you clever girl!"

Her fingers clutched the bedsheet, her knuckles turning white. "Oh, honey..." she whimpered softly, her voice trembling as the moans poured from her lips like a melody. It was as if she were floating through clouds, carried high into a realm beyond her senses. She felt like she was soaring among the stars, her vision glowing with flashes of euphoria. Heaven seemed closer than ever, and in her ears, she could almost hear the songs of paradise. Her breathing turned ragged as the peak of ecstasy surged closer. Her hands instinctively reached for Van’s head, fingers threading through his hair as she pulled him even closer, silently begging him not to stop. She needed more, and he understood that

“This partner is just a bit… demanding.” “Oh yes, Clarence… right there…” Seraphina’s voice was a blur, clearly unaware the line was still open. “Hurry, kitten,” Clarence’s voice deepened. “I need to… taste you… now.” The damning, frantic sound of him swallowing echoed down the line. I quickly switched on my phone’s recorder, calmly documenting it all. “Clarence? Clarence?” I called out, feigning panic. “What? Oh, sorry, my love,” he said, now panting. “Bad signal. I’ll be right up.”

A werewolf only has one fated mate in their lifetime. But my Alpha husband Derek refused to acknowledge me. All because I was human. Six years ago, to be with him, I was forced to sign a humiliating breeding contract with the pack elders. Bear an heir within one year: receive ten million. Bear an heir within three years: receive three million. If no pregnancy occurred within six years, I could not interfere with my husband's affairs outside the marriage. Derek's eyes burned red as he roared at me: "Did you become my mate because of me, or because of the Thorn Pack's fortune?!" From that day on, to punish me, he deliberately brought his assistant Camilla to every event, doting on her ri

The day I had lost my Adeline. The maidens flocking around her room, the endless chatter and buzzing, which slowly faded into a deafening silence. The sound of her soul leaving her body… All of it had haunted me, reminding me of one of my greatest losses. The fear of reliving that nightmare was enough to wreck me.