Haunting Adeline Book Review นิยาย & เรื่องราว

she asked, trying to keep her composure, glancing back at Adam, who had grown quiet, sensing the tension. Adeline stood in the doorway, watching as Zarek’s silhouette receded into the distance. Her heart raced with uncertainty. She turned back to Adam, who was still perched on the edge of the couch, curiosity etched on his face. Just then, Zarek’s footsteps returned, and the door swung open again. Adeline barely had time to react before he stepped inside, his presence filling the room with an unsettling air. The moment he caught sight of Adam, a predatory gleam flickered in his eyes, transforming his charming demeanor into something far more sinister.

Was she trying to make me think she was better than those betrayers I call family? I moved closer to her and in fright she took steps backwards, hitting her back on the wall as there was no space let anymore. Her scent wafted through my nose again and I closed my eyes, gulping hard. I feel hypnotized, the way she smells just leaves me wanting to take in more of her tantalising scent. My eyes fell on her pink plump lips and I felt tempted to take it in mine and nibble on it; everything about Adeline seemed captivating.

I am not certain if this means she despises me more than I know, or—the latter. For this being before me—my breath is harsh against my lips, my wolf is a feral spark in the glint of my eye— will either guide me, or I will fail, and fall. Fall. Falling. gods, I am falling. I stare at her, watch her breathe, delicate and alluring yet bold in her venture into the bowels of the endless. My eyebrows gather. No ordinary being can be here, at this moment as I am. Adeline was no ordinary being. She was bound to a being of chaos, that is what gave her access to the endless.

I wanted my cock between her loose lips, her lax tongue moving at my will but I’m no rapist no matter how psychopathic I can be. Lifting her shirt just enough to expose her abdomen, I brought the tip of the sharpie to her skin and went to work. Sliding her dress a bit to expose her inner thighs, I added more. I finished by pulling her underwear down exposing her smooth cunt and adding a few more choice words. To Adeline, music is her way out but she’s a liar in that aspect. She wants to be someone else, but I’m here to remind that the ghost of her past will continue to haunt her, and what she did to me will not go without retribution.

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.

That was a task I’d enjoy to no end, and it’d kept me busy for days while I remained stuck in the Manor, until the works at the guesthouse were over. It took me almost an hour, but I finally found it. So I turned all the lights off, leaving only the foot lamp in the corner, and curled up in the armchair by it with the book, the woolen blanket wrapped around my legs. I would’ve killed for a coffee, but I knew that if I went down to get one, I wouldn’t be able to come back. I had the idea that the part about the ley lines and the headstocks was near the end, but I wasn’t about to go flicking through it to find that specific part. So I opened the book by the first of the 640 pages and started r

Immediately she entered her room, the smell became intense. “Did something die here? Everywhere is smelling,” Adalyn muttered. Adalyn searched the whole room, but she couldn’t find the dead animal. She searched inside the book shelves, wardrobe and cabinets, yet, she couldn’t find the dead animal. “But, I can perceive the smell from this room; show your hideout…,” Adalyn thought. Adalyn lifted the bed and saw something that resembled a human’s head; she used her torchlight to aid her view.

"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."

"Any magic from other realms has no power here." "Adeline isn't magic," I say in confusion. "She is part of me." "She is a magical part of you," Adelle corrects me gently. "Come," she grabs my hand and my anxiety is instantly soothed once again. "You must be starving."

“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