Gun Scene Haunting Adeline Chapter Novels & Stories

I staggered a bit. My limbs were getting heavy. ...I can't love... My vision became blurry. The world was spinning around me. ...Adriane, I killed your parents... My heart rate slowed all at once. Everything was in slow motion. ....I cant help it, I feel something for him... Then it stopped. The whole world stopped. I fell to the ground. "Adriane!" The shout came from close to me, but it sounded miles away. No! Fight it! That was the last thing I heard my wolf say.+

The more she walked, the less she saw anyone, until she was completely alone. As she turned the corner, she saw Tina standing there. A gun in her hand. “Good girl,” Tina grinned. “I like people who obey instructions. Turn off your phone and hand it over.” Adele obeyed. “Where is Jay?” “Let's go see him. How is Dan? Hope all this hasn’t upset him?” Adele ignored her. They walked until they came to a rundown house. “It used to be a beach house for a elderly couple who have both died.” Tina explained, pushing her in.

Adele's eyes were on me and it looked totally void of emotions. “I’m gonna make sure y'all pay for doing this,” I shook aggressively not wanting to believe my fate, I wouldn't end this way, there was something else I could do. Just then I felt a sting in my chest followed by a gun shot, I looked towards Adele who had a gun in her hands, the range had blinded up my eyes for a few seconds and I didn't realize when Adele brought out a gun. I stood in disbelief, my hands still clinging on the metallic door which now felt extremely cold in my grip. I looked down at my aching chest and it was my blood, it really was me being shot, Adele shot right at me once again, her gaze not leaving from mine u

Riven’s POV "Boss! We gotta go! The feds are swarming the perimeter!" Malakai’s voice was a distant bark, completely drowned out by the ringing in my ears. I couldn't move. My boots felt like they were cemented to the blood-slicked concrete of the docks. My handgun was still raised, the barrel smoking, but my arm felt entirely numb. I hadn't shot the cop. I had shot *her*. Through the thick haze of gunpowder and fog, I watched Adelina's body spin and collapse like a broken doll. The bright red blood spilling through her fingers was the loudest fucking thing I’d ever seen in my life.

Her eyes looked distant—empty, as if she was carrying something she didn’t want to share. Without another word, she stood up and walked out of the room. Odette and Thea fell silent, watching her leave. Adeline headed to the kitchen. She sat at the dining table, poured herself a glass of water, and took a long sip. “They don’t know… and they don’t need to know,” she whispered to herself, sadness tightening her chest. ***

He seemed to understand the look in my eyes so he spoke up. “Let him see, Evelyn. Let him see how far you’ve come while he was busy destroying himself.” My thoughts ran wild but soon a dangerous smile appeared on my face. “Fine,” I stated, my voice dripping with venom. “If we are going to burn him down, we might as well do it in the spotlight.” Leo suddenly froze near the couch, with his head tilted. Then he waddled toward me with something pinched between his fingers. “Mama… I found this.”

His finger twitched on the trigger and before I could stop him, the gun went off. "NO!" I screamed, rushing forward as the sound of a gunshot echoed. Adeline gasped, eyes wide with panic and shock as she crumpled to the ground. Blood stained her shirt, and time seemed to slow as I lunged towards Tristan, grabbing the gun off his hand and hitting his temple with a crushing blow. He crumpled to the ground immediately. I dropped to my knees after that, cradling Adeline in my arms while I tried to stop the bleeding.

She's far too sucked into the past, and right now she's seeing herself in their living room in America, standing with her parents dead bodies. "On the grass, Micheal!!" Madden yelled again, and almost immediately, a gunshot came from the cabin. The bullet flew past Adeline's ear with a deadly hiss. "Micheal!!!" Madden yelled louder as the unstopping rain of gunshots kept coming her way. Sensing her daze, Madden stood to his feet too, facing her. A bullet hit his arm, but he locked the hell up before calling her again. "Get. On. The. Fucking Grass, Adeline!"

“See? Basic stuff.” Blaine and Adelina were strolling through the garden and around the house that Wednesday afternoon. He had asked her to narrate what it was like when she was unconscious. Some of the patients he had treated explained sob and quite horrifying stories of their woeful experiences in the 'dark room'. While only a handful had peaceful moments. Adelina seemed to have experienced a little bit of both. "Is it odd that I want to go back to that place? I mean, sometimes I just miss that peace and quiet."

As Axel watched from the bed, he noticed her wince, a small whimper escaping her lips as she moved to get dressed. The fog in Axel’s mind began to clear, replaced by a jolting realization. Last night... he remembered shadows of a heated encounter, one fueled by his own desperate force. Through the blur of his memory, he saw Adeline’s face—pleading, half-sobbing beneath the weight of his grief-driven passion. "Oh! Goodness... you scared me." Adeline gasped as Axel suddenly closed the distance, his hand gripping her arm. The movement caused her towel to slip.