Haunting Adeline Book 1 Pdf Google Drive Novels & Stories

Preserved through dark magic, their loyalty twisted and sharpened by time. They arrive in silence — seven of them, ghost-pale, their bodies thin and rotting, but fast, efficient. I do not need brute force now. I need infiltration. “Find her,” I whisper through their minds. “Find the pup. Bring it to me.” Their heads bow as one. But something deep in the forest shifts. A pulse of silver light — distant but growing. The moon goddess watches. I can feel her gaze, hot and unwelcome. She has given Elena too much already. A second mate. A blood-bound child. Protection beyond her station.

He must know for sure now that she was lying. “It has your name in it. It is yours, right?” She nodded, surveying it. It was all there. She had forgotten about it. “There were some loose pages. I gathered them all up and put them back in. I hope I got them all,” he said. “You did,” she said softly, touched, embarrassed. “I followed the trail of pages, and the funny thing is….they lead me down the alley.” She continued to look down at the book, refusing to make eye contact.

It’s like I’m itching to sink my fangs into her and I don’t know why, blood bags are starting to taste like shit but it's better than going on a killing spree that would involve me having to clean up the mess. Half an hour goes by and my phone chimes with a notification from one of my hackers, “They found her” I scream towards Adrian who is half-baked from the nightmare brier, but as soon as he hears those words he snaps out of it and jumps up. “Where?” is all he says as I watch his massive black wings spread out from where they are tucked away inside his body, I want to roll my eyes but I hold back. “Ayriardiff but you’re not going to like exactly where” I reply. I take a big inhale and loo

And somewhere behind us, in the suite where my phone sits dead on the balcony railing, Adrian's network burns. End of Chapter 82

But he would find out, because he was Venator, a state-approved hunter whose job it was to get the prole plague under control. For five tense minutes Gian drove the car through the streets with a lead foot. Fortunately, he knew his way around this part of town very well and so it was easy for him to find the address. However, he stared at the proper roadside parking. He just stopped across the front of the house and then they just had to follow the screams. Maddox just took the time to rush to the trunk and get his hunting rifle when he followed Gian across the driveway of a local family house.

Paying no attention to that, I scanned the hallway around me and poked my head slightly into each of the rooms we passed. Damn, everything was so beautiful and luxurious that I could even swear that many of the chandeliers were made of pure gold. However, at that moment, Adeline stopped in front of a huge red oak door with a crown in the center. “This is it. The master is waiting for you,” she said, turning to me. Hearing that, my whole body began to tremble with fear. It was my time to face the most dangerous lycan in the world, and I didn't even know how to use my power.

"We just need to get out of the open. We’ll find a place to hide together. A hollow log, a cave... anything." "Hide?" A sharp voice cut through the dark from just behind us. Even though I couldn’t see her face clearly, I knew it was Mirabel. I would recognize that sneering tone anywhere. "That’s your big plan, Adeline?" She chuckled and stepped closer. "You three really think hiding like scared rabbits is going to save you? If you had a single wolf between the three of you, maybe you’d have a real chance at surviving the night. But no, you’ll probably just trip over each other in the first five minutes and serve yourselves up on a silver platter."

She said it, though it didn’t seem like she meant it in the least. She walked away, leaving me confused. I stared at her as she got inside the limousine parked in front of the gates. Adeline Hart, the daughter of the Alpha of the tenth shadow pack. What relation did she have with my husband? ********************************

Riven spoke, his voice too husky for the ears. I couldn’t look away. Not when he kept pressing forward. Kept pressing into me. I tried to flatten my hands on his chest, tried to create some fucking space. That was impossible. This deaf bastard had sunk so deep into me I felt— “You’re trying to drive me insane, Adelina.” His utterance stopped me from glancing down. Our eyes met, and unlike my dazed, droopy ones, his were steady. Even when he leaned in, peppered my collarbones with kisses, his gaze remained steady.

My feet cripples and I collapse on the van floor. A hand pick me up and throw me at the corner. They slammed the boy to my side. He wheezed. I gasp. His head hits my rib side, sending black spots to my eyes. I’m still coughing and gasping for air when a shoe heel pressed itself in my head. Forcing me to bend. “So it wasn’t that challenging to find you.” Adeline said, exerting force to her heel, bending me lower. I catch a crack of glimpse behind her shoe. Her blood red lips curl into a smile. A calculative evil smile. And I can’t suppress the shudder running through my spine. The groundkeeper has settled himself in the passenger seat at the front.