Haunting Adeline Book 1 Novels & Stories

“Oh, you fool. You got it all wrong. Did you really think that I had changed my mind just because I was sleeping with you?” “You were falling for me!” She insisted. “I was playing with you. We were having problems, and you were the distraction that I needed, but I will always come back to her.” Adeline picked a sharp piece of the glass on the floor and puts it near her neck. “Reject her and choose me, or I will—” “Kill yourself? Do it, I dare you.” “If I die, then it will weaken your wolf too.” “My wolf is mated to Eero's wolf. If it's not clear to you, then I'll say it out loud. Your death won't mean anything to me, so go ahead. Kill yourself.” Adeline's hand trembles, and then the glass fe

I watched him drive away again. I thought it was prudent to follow my routine to the T. Get up, have breakfast, go to college, have David tell Adeline everything—how it was supposed to be. Or rather, how Adeline wanted it to be. I would stay in her sight at all times. The moment Patronus was out of danger, all it would take was a jump from the balcony, and I would be free. Sounds easy, but I wouldn’t be here if it were that simple. The moment I stepped foot in Anderson Mansion, Adeline was waiting in the lobby with a sour, twisted expression, fuming. Killian’s prank hadn’t aged well.

Adeline sits on her bed for a few seconds staring at the text: He is going to be there too. She gets up and noiselessly sneaks out of the house. She has to call Nadia and with so many people with super-hearing in the house, she needs to be careful. She walks a little away from the mansion and then calls Nadia’s number who picks it up on the first ring. “What is he coming for?” Asks Adeline with annoyance. “What do you think?”

Dad added, "She's right. Don't hold back. Tell us what you want. You don't need to save money for us. Adeline sends us money every month, so we're doing fine." Clara snuggled closer to my mother and smiled. "You two are the best! I love you so much!" She glanced at her phone and frowned. "But we'll have to wait a while. The food I ordered still isn't here. It's already late!" Just as she dialed the delivery number, my phone rang. They all turned toward the sound, and our eyes met. I stood frozen in shock. Clara suddenly hid behind my mother, her voice shaking. "Adeline, why are you hiding in the alley? Are you following me? Please don't hurt me again. I'm scared!"

Choosing the first one on the list, I try to check where it is only to find out that it’s been checked out. A couple of months ago. So much for the books not leaving the premises, I muse to myself, looking for who else was so interested in the Blood Moon Hybrids. My hand stills over the keyboard when I see a far too familiar name. Rachel Adkins. “No,” I breathe, anxiously, my fingers moving over the keyboard quickly now. But as I type in the names of the books listed on the side, all of them that are related to the Blood Moon Hybrid have been issued to Rachel Adkins. Just a week before she left me bleeding in the tunnels, taking that piece of evil that’s been hidden under the vault for all t

Lucy Hale I approached slowly, my footsteps light against the carpet. When I peeked through the gap, my breath caught. Elias Ward. His jacket folded neatly on the chair, sleeves rolled up slightly. He was pulling out old volumes and stacking them on a nearby table. He looked focused, flipping through pages and repeating the same with other books. My heart felt restless, eyeing the empty hallway, hopeful that no one came. What was he doing in the Hawthorne’s library room?

After a quick gasp of surprise and running to look out into the hallway to make sure no one was around, I bade her sit with me. “I found out about Geo,” she said, anxiously. “Wait, let me summon Gwendoline,” I said, “she’ll want to hear this.” “There is no time,” she said. “I dare not stay longer than a minute. The vampires are on the alert for war. Their senses are more acute than ever. Someone is sure to smell me. I need to say what I have to say and leave immediately afterward. I should be rested by then.”

But why the hell did I feel so damn under her spell right now? "Come to me, Killian," Adeline said as she went on her knees. And my legs walked to her before my brain could think. I stopped before her, running my fingers through her silky purple hair. She was perfection. "I love you, Mama." Adeline opened my zipper and took my shaft into her mouth, and the galaxy exploded behind my eyes. Somewhere in between her suction and gurgles, she responded a muffled 'I love you too'. We were supposed to be with family, having dinners and playing games. But here we were— in the place where we'd share many first happy memories together, just to recreate the naughty parts. We were the host of the dinner,

Camilla stood, towering over her, and whispered, almost venomously, "I'll make your life a living hell." Adaline shrank back instinctively, eyes wide and heart pounding. Her hands trembled as she pressed them to her chest, trying to contain the sting, not just from the tea, but from the cruelty of it all. The room felt suffocating, every shadow somehow magnifying Camilla's presence. And in that moment, Adaline realized just how alone she was in the mansion even with Mrs. Margareta nearby, she could not protect her from this not to talk of when she's away. Camilla's smirk lingered as she turned slightly, leaving Adaline trembling in the corner, silently enduring the torment.

Adeline stirred again, shifting slightly, her brows furrowing as she slowly began to wake. Her breathing was uneven now, her body trembling ever so slightly as her mind finally started catching up to what was happening. Luciano smirked against her skin, his lips trailing lower, grazing the soft curve of her shoulder. His fingers never stopped moving, gliding slowly, teasingly, until— A sharp inhale. Adeline’s eyes fluttered open, still heavy with sleep, dazed and unfocused. She gasped softly, her breath coming in shallow, uneven puffs as she tried to understand what was happening, her body still tingling from the aftershocks of her dreams.