Daya Haunting Adeline Novels & Stories

Before Lily's surgery, the nurse slid the consent form across to me. I called my husband, Ethan Reid, eleven times. When the twelfth call finally connected, the first voice I heard was his first love, Claire Bennett, on the verge of tears: "Ethan, the zipper on my wedding dress is stuck. Don't leave yet." I looked at my daughter, white with pain in the hospital bed, and said, "Lily's waiting for you." Ethan was silent for two seconds before saying, "Just sign it. I'll get there later." Later, Lily studied the lone guardian's signature on the form and asked, "Mom, can I leave Dad off the school forms from now on?" I said she could. From that day on, she stopped leaving room for Ethan anywhere

"All I want is for us to dissolve our bond and go our separate ways after that." "No way!" Callum looked stormy. "Let me make this clear for you, Ayla. We are not dissolving the bond. You will never get rid of me in this lifetime!" "Is this fun for you, Callum?" A bitter laugh escaped me. "My daughter's gone missing, and my mom's dead. I've lost everything. How much longer do you want to keep me trapped?" Callum stared at me. He opened his mouth, but words seemingly evaded him. This was the first time he saw complete desperation in my eyes, and it made him inexplicably anxious.

Every trace of me was wiped clean, as if I'd never lived there at all. "Alessia? Alessia Russo!" he shouted. Panic hit him. He shouted my name at the top of his lungs, but only silence answered him. He bolted downstairs and grabbed a maid, his voice shaking. "Where's Alessia? Where did she go?" The maid was frightened by the way he looked and stammered, "T-The Donna… She left with a suitcase in hand. She didn't say where she was going." Matteo's legs went weak. He almost collapsed then and there. He fumbled for his phone and dialed my number again, but all he got was the cold, mechanical message that my phone was turned off.

But before things could go further, their desire was already leaving for his office, not bothering to even look at them. Man Hae, like every time, was already so done with their “eyestalk”, and headed back to her table, not forgetting to greet back every one passing by, with a warm “seeming” smile, coming straight from the brain rather than heart, cause why not, after all, she is not at a place to be cold or ignore any one of those which she has to work with, and why involve heart when they are not at all at someplace for her to do so. And with this all, the normal, just normal day of CLAD started, with everyone being drowned; some in the figure, and some in facts

Vicky whispered at my side, “You’re terrifying.” I smirked. “I’m untouchable.” ★ ★ ★ Kael’s POV The whiskey scorched my throat, but it dulled nothing. The emptiness remained, gnawing. My phone buzzed, Miss Adeline’s name flashing. I answered, voice heavy. “Yes?” Miss Adeline’s voice shook. “Sir… There's a woman claiming to be your wife. Customers are leaving. The staff can’t contain her.” I pressed my hand against my forehead, shutting my eyes. Diana’s face haunted me. Her laughter. Her smile. Her absence.

She asked curiously as she stretched her neck to look towards the room. Stewart rolled his eyes and made a depressed expression. 5mins later Adelle came out dressed in conventional C-country attire fanning a paper fan. “Puchi….” Dana couldn’t hold it in. The others watched curiously. “Which novel have we been smitten by? Who are we this time round?” Dana asked between giggles. “Seventh fairy of the heavenly garden.” Adelle raised her chin haughtily as she introduced herself. “Let me introduce you all properly.” Dana sat on the arm of Ben chair as she spoke.

Donovan said sternly, causing Adeline to give him a coy grin. “Why, sir? I will be removing all my clothes to shift so there isn't a need,” she responded. Hearing a swift intake of air I glanced at him. “Lycans run hot, sir. We will be fine,” I explained and followed Adeline out of the side door. Giggling Adeline and I could hear Mister Hawkins complaining to Conri about us galavanting off in the nude for anyone to see. “He's nonsensical, truly,” Adeline sighed and continued toward the treeline.

And strangely, I didn’t feel any attraction towards her. I wasn’t sure if it had faded over time since it was a stupid infatuation or if was it replaced by someone more…important? I walked out of the manor and found the ‘more important.’ Adeline stood before the birds with a bowl of grain in her hand, and she fed them. The birds seemed to be flocking around her as if she was snow white. Her lips moved as she looked at one of them. Was she talking to them? I moved closer to listen in.

Then I say it slowly and with much thought, “Yes, I do. I don’t think I will ever get over you. But, under the conditions you wanted me to live, I cannot. I refuse to share you with anyone, and I certainly don’t wish to have anyone else. That is a fact. So, if you feel that I am not good enough, and you need to have more than one, I am not your woman.” “Kaitlyn.” He says and then his voice trails off. He looks at me again with those eyes filled with hurt and I realize finally that I must leave before he wins. Opening the door, I get out and walk quickly to the office. As I enter the building, Mr. Sandhill stares at me and then approaches. Crap! I am late and he has no idea why. Now,

I remember when I was in the sorcerer's house in the night almost get carried away by the ghost in the night of Tortuga, I remember when I and my friends where having a nice and enjoyable Halloween Night party with our costumes before the arrival of the Black cults. I remember my parents and started crying...I started weeping but... couldn't weep out as there is no one to be of my aid here instead I would even get into more danger my giving a sound to show that am downstairs to anyone close to where is am. I feel lost, tired, weak as I haven't eaten for three days and the last thing I ate was a fruit, Apple I guess. As I was down depressed, weeping and thinking about my life, I hear a sound