Novel & Cerita Haunting Adeline Book 2 Summary

“I asked him to tell me some stories because he’s good with that. He was telling me about a friendship between a young boy and a dog. Stefano ended the story by telling me that the dog died. So, I cried because the story was so beautiful, and he just gave a terrible ending.” Clavier laughed. “That’s Stefano we all know.” Adeline laughed again, but it wasn’t her usual laughter. Like something was bothering her mind. That night her appearance was rather unusual too. She was wearing a blue dress, and her blonde hair was tied behind her. And she didn’t carry the usual leather book with her. She never left that book anywhere. Not even Stefano could take it from her. “Are you alright, Adeline?” Cl

The weight of Eleanor’s demands became a boulder crushing her spirit. Until the accident. Then, everything ended. Everything. Back in the present, Axel drained the last of the bottle. Would he ever forget those suffocating days? At the Manor "Why isn't Axel home yet? Is he working late again?" Adeline glanced at the wall clock. It was 10:30 PM, and there was no sign of him. He hadn't replied to her messages. She wanted to call but feared she would be an intrusion. Still, a cold knot of anxiety tightened in her stomach.

Reaching back into the recesses of my mind, I search for Adeline. 'Adeline,' I whisper weakly in my mind. 'I am here,' her voice and presence is weak within me. 'What happened?' I ask her hoping that she remembers more than what I do. 'I don't know,' Adeline's voice is fading softer and softer. 'But I feel myself fading away.' 'Adeline,' I call out in my mind as loud as I can but there is no response. 'Adeline,' I whisper again but she is gone.

Silent tears flowed out as I dipped lower in the mattress. My headache had finally resided by the time I woke up. The curtains were drawn on the window and it was already dark outside. I stared out at the moonless night beyond as my heard wrapped around the reality. Sighing inaudibly, I turned around and saw Adeline hunched over her study table, her nose poking into a book. She was really engrossed into whatever she was reading. Getting off the bed, I tiptoed toward her. As my shadow fell over her book, she turned around, "Oh, hi, you are finally up." Putting the bookmark inside the page, she continued, "How is your headache?"

Vaelora Fuck! 'Haunting Adeline' caused all these. It rewired my brain in ways I still don’t understand. And now, I don't know if I love being stalked or if I hated it. Well, if I'm to analyse it.. if I try to be honest with myself I loved the thrill I read from the story when Adeline was being stalked by Zade. The way he watched Adeline, the way his presence was always there, heavy and intoxicating. It made my pulse race. Yet, I hated the fact that her stalker got eery and eery every freaking page I flipped. Like dude, either step into the light or crawl back into whatever shadow you crawled out of.

“So stop glaring at me like you want to devour me whole. If you’re upset, it makes my own wolf feel restless.” Lucien’s lips twitch, a faint, dangerous smirk touching his mouth. “Are you blaming your Alpha for your own restlessness, Chika?” Meanwhile, in the devastated outer ruins of the old Whitmore estate, rain pours over the shattered granite pillars. Cedric and Helena Whitmore have spent a night and a day sifting through the muddy rubble of the collapsed sub-cellars, their hands covered in cuts and soot. Finally, Cedric pry open a rusted iron blast door, revealing a hidden alcove buried beneath the stone.

she whispered, her voice trembling. “It’s okay,” Delilah murmured gently, stroking Adeline’s hair as a mother would. The comforting gesture transported Adeline to a cherished memory of her mother’s golden hair gleaming in the sunlight, her radiant smile as she ran her fingers through Adeline’s hair while they sat on the swing in their backyard in London. Caught between the present and the past, Adeline’s grief blurred the lines. Her heart ached and she whispered softly, “Mom...” Delilah’s heart sank as she watched the young woman’s vulnerability. She didn’t interrupt while allowing Adeline to process her emotions.

"If anything, it makes things simpler." "Simpler how?" "Now you don't have any reason to stay married to me." Adeline's face crumpled. "You're a monster." She pushed past me and went to get dressed. A few minutes later, she came back downstairs and left with the police officers. After they were gone, I went back upstairs to Rebecca. She was sitting up in bed, looking worried. "I heard voices," she said. "What happened?" "Adeline's mother is dead," I said.

“Adeline, come on!” Warm liquid seeps through Adeline’s clothes, and into the ground. I make quick work to press my hands as firmly as I can to the two holes in her body. The crimson liquid coats my arms in a matter of seconds, as the life drains out of her. “No, no, no. Please, say something Adie.” But Adeline stays still no matter how much I shake her. My vision blurs as my tears overflow, falling to Adeline’s cheeks, and that’s when I finally notice her eyes… lifeless and dull.

Desperately Adeline still continue to struggle. She uses all of her strength to let go of him and even shouted very hard so that someone could hear her but then remembered that they were the only people living in that area and the walls outside were to tall for someone outside to hear her. But she still continue to shout until she already felt pain in her throat. She's already losing hope. She just wished Drake will arrive. Lycan kiss was utterly devastating, and he didn't stop until he'd taken her to a room and was placed on the bed. This had always been Lycan dream; having her this close while she responded to his kisses like her life depended on it.