Gun Scene Haunting Adeline Spicy Chapters Novels & Stories

I descend the stairs leading to the rotunda, and each step echoes in my chest like a heartbeat. The rotunda is different tonight. No members, no circle. Only Adrien and Lena. Candles everywhere, like the first time. Incense burning, thick, intoxicating. The altar covered in black, not red. The black of absence, of death, of rebirth. "Come," Adrien says. He stands near the altar. He wears a simple black tunic, open on his chest. His scars shine in the candlelight. His face is grave, without play, without provocation. Like the first time.

Chapter 16 The Hunters Break Through POV: Adelina McKenna They came on the seventh night. I should have sensed them sooner. But I’d been too busy listening to the fire. Since the Flamebranding, my wolf had barely slept. She moved beneath my skin like lightning looking for a strike. The burn on my shoulder hummed even at rest, feeding a warmth through my chest that no wind could chill. I could feel the change in my blood thicker, brighter, aware.

Her cries turned hysterical as she knew it was her end now. Exhaling a loud sigh, Adrian glared at Austin's wounded figure and then turned to face Claire, who immediately froze on the spot. "I think I had myself clear to you, Cherry." *****

As if the moon goddess was ignoring them. As if the moon goddess turned her back. “Lady Adeline!” A crisp sound of something tearing woke her senses, and yet as soon as she looked up, droplets of fresh blood splattered on her face, numbing her mind. Her irises narrowed as she stared blankly at the clouded eyes of the head of who had once baked the cookies she would sneak in her room at night. 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:

Alan said coldly. Adeline choked on a mouthful of food after hearing his words. She coughed violently and tears threatened to flow down her face. Hastily, Chloe poured her a glass of water to help easing her throat. "Are you feeling better now, Adeline?" Chloe asked with concern. Alan looked at Adeline and thought to himself, "Do I frighten her this much?" Culver couldn't help but smile a little, amused by Adeline's misfortune. After a short while, the burn eased and Adeline could cleared her throat. She glared at Alan and murmured to herself, "This man is dangerous. I really should stay away from him..."

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.

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

I cried but Darren and Celine already had their mind made up as Darren placed the gun on Adeline’s stomach. “M… mommy.” Adeline cried, staring at me and before I could blink, the sound of gunshots filled the air and the smell of gunpowder followed. Watching with my mouth opened and my eyes wide as Darren dropped Adeline’s lifeless body on the cold, hard ground. “Adeline?” I muttered as I crawled to her side but her face was pale, she wasn’t smiling and her eyes were closed. She was bleeding profusely and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get her to open her eyes. I couldn’t get her to call me ‘mommy’ once again.

“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."

“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.