Gun Scene Haunting Adeline Chapter Novels & Stories

"She was declared dead at midnight." "I saw the body myself," the other muttered. "Head trauma, spine fracture. It was bad." I pulled the cloth tighter around my chest. “I am not dead.” “Don't listen to her ghost Daisy, she is!.” "I am not dead!" I shouted, hitting the metal door so hard my palm stung. "Do you hear me? I am alive! My name is Adeline Royce, and I need to see Mikhail." The voices fell quiet, completely. For a moment I thought they had run off to get security.

I slammed my mind walls shut, he clearly needed time to chill, and I needed the space to breathe. This was the torment I had been dealing with ever since I met Adeline in my literature class a week ago. Dax had been making my life a living hell with his relentless demands to mate and mark her. Heck, I couldn't even remember how many times he had forced me to run to her window under the cover of night, just to be close enough to inhale that intoxicating scent of hers. It was the only thing keeping him sane, that, and a brutal spar with some of the pack warriors.

Someone behind Eve ordered Adeline. Axel could see the sardonic smile on Adeline's face—a woman who he knew wasn't afraid of anything, including death. "Don't ruin your life for me, Adeline," Axel muttered softly. "Drop your gun, and I promise I won't let anyone hurt you. My enemy is Andres, not you." "Are you joking with me?" Adeline responded calmly. "I'll only drop this gun after I kill you." Yes, Axel knew she wasn't joking. Because exactly two seconds later, Axel heard the startling sound of her gunshot. Not just once, but she fired three shots that hit him perfectly.

I swing the edge of the metal rim against fatty one’s face, his skin splitting across his forehead and cheeks. He cries while crawling to safety, the sound of his friend crying and screaming as I kept bashing his face in with the metal. I walked slowly to the crawling one and pulled his leg towards me as he crawled. I stepped on his ankle hard. The sound of his cries seemed to make Adeline flinch, her face paling. She’s doing it again. I took out my gun and silencer and shot him straight in the spot between his eyes, ending him instantly. I walked to her, my hands on her neck rubbing and pressing on it. “C’mon Adeline, wake up. It’s me, Croix.” I said softly. When she doesn’t, I pressed my l

Her intuition screamed at her to keep quiet, but she still took her chance and challenged him equally. "I am not your puppet, Adrian. I kept quiet, but today you crossed the- NO!! STOP!!!" Horror filled her expression when Adrian suddenly whipped a gun out of his pants and aimed it at Austin, who was sprawled on the floor, drenched in his pool of blood. "You are too fond of escaping me, right? Tonight, I will end your hunt for saviours." Adrian hissed and cocked his gun. Claire couldn't believe her eyes as he casually threatened her to end someone's life.

Her hands shook and her heart trembled, and despite the haywire in his mind, all she could ever utter out was the name of someone who was no more: “Xavier…” THE NIGHT darkened, and for sure would be long. Adeline stirred. The relief from her deep sleep almost made her feel comfortable, but the jiggles of metals had her jolting awake. Her eyes met the familiar layout of a ceiling, causing a furrow in between her brows. How cruel. Locking her in her own pack's cell—well played. "L—Lady Adeline?" a timid voice sounded from nowhere. Adeline craned her neck and narrowed her eyes to find the source, until the lingering echo drowned under the consecutive sound of chains.

Arsenio said. “Then kill me!!! Both of you just turn your guns towards me and kill me!!! What is the essence of staying alive when my two children have no love or regard for me????!!! Both of you kill me now!!!!” Adaline yelled as she suddenly held her chest. At that moment, she didn't understand what was going on anymore as she suddenly felt an intense pain and tightness on her chest. Her vision suddenly became blurry and she could only hear echoes of voices. Adaline could neither talk nor could she scream as she continued holding her chest.

“You thought it was going to be so easy, didn’t you? I wanted to give you a quick death but now—” Two shots rang through, silencing my internal screams and Adeline. Adeline’s grip on me loosened and she collapsed against the seat. I turned to see her body, lying limp, soaked in blood. Her eyes were wide, staring at me with a mix of shock and… betrayal? However, I soon realised that she wasn’t staring at me, she was staring at the person behind me, the shooter. I turned to see Rade. His eyes sparkled and he opened the car door, helping me out.

Their coats were mottled with light and shadow of sunlight through the leaves. It was very still water rippled around the roots of a tree where the soil had washed away and gurgled cheerfully among the rocks. A buck’s tail twitched and twitched again, and he lifted its regal head turning its nostrils to the wind and reading it cautiously, but the reading was a betrayal for the shadow under the Pines was downwind of him. A faint breeze shifted through the grass and steered the leaves and with the breeze, the shadow moved into the sunlight and became a woman standing motionless now twenty feet from the nearest deer. Which was way behind the others.

I thought it was only reasonable when they got their punishment when they were alive. But these newfound feelings for this mortal, mystifies me, what was happening to me, father? ************* Adeline pov~ My eyes fluttered lazily at the sound, coming from my door. I closed my eyes again and buried my head into the fluffy pillow. I felt like I was floating in the water, so relaxed, heavenly, and mesmerized. "Mr. Sandros, Mr. Jedrick asked me to escort you to him." a lady knocked at my door. I sunk further into my bed and made myself comfortable.