Haunting Adeline Book 2 Summary Novels & Stories

Gale said and in one second, their lips are now entwined to each other. "Hmmm", Eloisa moans in every kiss they shared. Gale stop kissing her and told her that what are they doing was wrong but Eloisa insisted. Until forbidden desires happened. ----- " Shit!" He screamed when he saw Lucy's limp and bloody body on the grasses. He hid behind the huge trees when he saw someone holding a gun then drags her body and placed it inside the black car. Gale slowly hops inside his car while he can't believe what he just witnesses in front of him. It's a murder. Someone killed Lucy and now the killer took her body. He followed him and it feels like they traveled forever. Gale feared that he might lose L

"There is the answer you want. When you figure it out, I will naturally let you out!" "Granny, don't go, granny..." No matter how hard she shouted, she could only hear the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther away, until she could no longer hear them. Turning around and turning his back to the door, Adeline looked at the huge library in the room. An inexplicable sense of unease flashed across his heart. When his gaze landed on a painting not too far away, Adeline couldn't help but walk forward. ******

Not yet. I turned onto my side, eyes landing on my nightstand. The book I’d finished last two weeks still sat there—Haunting Adeline. It had been a ride, to say the least. Dark, twisted, and completely unhinged. I grabbed the book and traced the cover absentmindedly, my mind still spinning from the way it had ended. And Zade? God. That man was insane, but in the best way. I couldn't even count how many times I had to pause and process the things he said.

Face peeking from between the covers, elbow crooked over her head, the empty suit of her flesh spread before her, her eyes met his. They twinkled, the blue brighter than before. “You see?” he said, the remnants of her body gathered together and still in-hand. “Our Eidolon was right. You do have a book in you.” He stretched his arms wide, her supple skin a tapestry to be trimmed and cut, polished and stitched. To wrap and protect her cover. “There are tales to be told.” Chin slipping past stitches, fingers sinking between pages, the book finished its feast. The war unwinnable, her battle lost.

Luthias stayed with me in my rooms until Gwendoline returned the following day. She brought with her very sad news. Not only had she not been able to locate -or even sense- Geo while scrying, but she’d heard word that Barthomew’s army was a three-day march away from Vampire Land. A battle was inevitable.

"I can make you forget the Council. Just one taste, Zane. Let me remind you of the history we almost had." She leaned in, her breasts pressing against my knees, her hands fumbling with my belt. She looked up at me, her tongue darting out to lick her lips, her eyes searching for a flicker of the old fire. "She doesn't even know how to please you," Adeline hissed, her voice sharp with venom. "She’s a cold, little bird. I’m a fire. Let me burn for you." She leaned forward, her mouth opening to take me through the fabric of my trousers, her hands reaching up to shove her breasts into my face, desperate for any contact, any sign that she still held power over me.

"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."

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.

Chapter 1: Run "Run. If I catch you, I’ll fuck you." I closed my book and hugged it close to my chest, kicking my feet up in the air as I screamed. Oh God, to be Adeline right now, chased, Caught and wanted that badly. My blanket hung forgotten by my bed stand, my crop top riding up as I sprawled across my bed in nothing but my underwear. I couldn't care less about my dignity. I was home, in my room, alone, with only Haunting Adeline for company.

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.