Novel & Cerita Gun Scene Haunting Adeline Spicy Chapters

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

rich. ‎" Oh well this is Adeline" my dad smiled at me as the man opposite him turned to me. He looked deep into my eyes I felt small under his gaze. I looked away as I looked down. I could still feel his stare. I heard him hum lightly which made me look up. ‎"This will do" the man said as he stood up and his men followed him out. But my dad stood up and stopped them before they left. ‎"this is my older daughter. The deal was for the youngest" my dad chimed. A what? I was so lost.

************** The evening was shrouded in dark lights as Marco and his goons approached Santiago's house. As they entered the house, Marco's eyes fell upon Santiago, a broken figure standing before him. The scent of fear clung to the air, mingling with the weight of desperation. The room was stifling, suffocated by the oppressive tension that hung in the air. Elena's father stood trembling before the imposing figure of Marco Moretti, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead. His voice wavered as he spoke, each word carrying the weight of his desperation. "P-please, Mr Marco," he stammered, "I beg you for mercy. I... I need more time to find the money. My family..."

She’s still near the chief, still within killing distance, but she’s injured which slowed her movements. I make a mad dash for her, quickly pulling a pistol out of my holster– aiming straight for the chief. BANG! BANG! Two thunderous gunshots ring in the air, for some reason, sounding heavier than the fighting in the background. But wait, my finger is still resting on the trigger… I didn’t fire those two rounds… My eyes widen in realization, my mouth dropping open as an agonized scream rips from my throat. I watch helplessly as Adeline stumbles and falls to the ground.

I tilted the package to check its name—I’d never tasted spicy vanilla. Adeline must have noticed my reaction as she leaned in again. “Unique taste, right?” She chuckled again. “I had the same expression the first time I tasted it.” She leaned back on the chair. Her expression shifted, and her tone became somber. “Sophie, I don’t know what’s going on. And we might not be too close to share, but you would be alright.” She faced a wide grin that betrayed the worries that glinted in her eyes. “Everything is just a phase; they all pass. That’s why you should hold on to beautiful things and forget the sad ones. It’s a waste to ponder over things outside control.” Adeline rubbed my hand, instilling

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!"

Adeline’s pov What the heck was Cecilia trying to prove by doing this, I wondered despondently as I backed away gingerly from the approaching trio. She smiled at me , waving her hands forward and I all I could see was the evil glint in her eyes and the smirk curling her lips. My heart pounded erratically, she must have known I wasn’t feeling too good. I wasn’t good with pain, so I was more than ninety percent sure I had been moaning my head off in that seat over there.

It was cold like always, but I had a heavy overcoat to keep me from getting drenched. I was about to light a cigarette when a familiar silhouette flickered in the shadows. With just a glance, I knew that it was Adella. She was filthy, hood up, and sneakily trailing behind a man. I gestured for my bodyguards to follow as she cornered her target in a dark alley. A scream pierced the air. "Adella! What are you doing here? Help!" The plea was quickly swallowed by the roar of the heavy rain. All I could see was her hands gripping a blood-stained knife.

Adeline bit her lower lip and drew a smirk. “Oh, dear. I’d bet you don’t wanna know me. It’s a bit confidential.” She said while playing with the man’s clenched jaw with the stroke of her finger, and she’d bet he likes it. She reached for the man’s ear. A slight shock came from Adeline when the man drifted his hand and pointed the gun unto Robert’s temple. Frightened, Robert got his breath uneven and raised both of his hands. The people who saw the commotion screamed which put the others into a panic. “Oh, Sh*t!” Hyde cursed.

she says, voice low and dangerous, “and I will turn your bones to ash before you can scream.” One hunter lunges anyway, raising his axe. Adeline moves faster than I’ve ever seen her move. She slams her palm against his chest. A burst of silver-blue light explodes from her hand and the hunter flies backward as if struck by a battering ram. He crashes through the broken door, landing in a heap outside with a crack. The others freeze. Adeline smiles, but there is no warmth in it.Vines of light crawl up her neck and across her cheek like living tattoos.