Haunting Adeline Book Review Novels & Stories

Chapter 59 Adelie froze on the spot and her eyes slowly widened in shock. "What is going on?" "Are they not siblings? What in the world is going on?" "Don't tell me they've been... Oh, no..." Adelie felt her heart stop beating for a while as those whispers tore through her ear, and when he finally pulled away from her, she staggered back, her face looked pale and shocked like someone that'd just seen a ghost. Maybe it would've felt better if she had seen a ghost, who knows?

My flight was in an hour, and I felt relieved to be finally getting out of here. I didn’t even say goodbye to Clay, and I knew him very well; he’s going to be pissed off. I sat down and made myself comfortable. It was awfully cold inside. I took a book to pass the time and began to read "Haunting Adeline"; it’s one of my favorite books, and I’ve read it more than ten times. “Excuse me?” I was so engrossed in the book that I didn’t hear the woman standing in front of me.

Adeline has to live in a world full of betrayals, problems, and mistakes with a bit of miracle. Adeline woke up the next day after the alarm sounded. From what she remembered, she never had an alarm clock. Therefore, where did that loud and annoying sound come from? She suddenly hears a groan. A man’s morning groan. She gathered her thoughts before realizing she’s not in her apartment. She’s at someone else’s and she didn’t know whose. Adeline could feel the bed moving and she’s lying to it, although she’s not the one moving. She carefully turned her head on the right side to see who’s sleeping right next to her, and a piercing scream broke the morning silence.

I swiped the notes and began reading. About five hours had passed and Adeline was still reading not realizing how long it had been that she had not been seen in the 'Actual world' ~~~~~~ "Adeline" I heard someone's voice call out my name but I had simply thought it was Christan's voice in my imagination, I yawned and rubbed my eyes tiredly not realizing the person staring at me, my back ached from laying down against the cold tiles, I had to change position when It was necessary. "Are you going to keep ignoring me?" I heard the person say again and furrowed my eyebrows, placing the book beside me and plopped up on my elbows. My eyes widened on seeing the person leaning against the shelf, sta

“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

Present day 2 years later, in 2017 Adeline’s POV: I awoke suddenly with a distasteful sensation. The domino effect of first seeing where I am; home? Check. What’s that awful smell; alcohol breath? Check. That toe curing sensation; migraine. Lavishing, amazing, lovely! I would say I would never go within a 5-meter diameter with alcohol but who am I kidding, I’ve said that since freshman year in university.

“Very good then.” Adeline doesn’t know how to feel right at the moment. Everything was still new to her. One moment, she felt pleasure because of Drake’s touched, and then next, she felt a great disgust in her body. She is disgusted to herself because even though Drake is doing nasty things in her body, she stills love it.

A strange idea had entered her distant mind while she sat quiet during the droning monologue of his funeral service. Before the funeral, she considered burning every last one of his papers. Damon had been so consumed with it that it kept him from sleep on many nights. Even when he did slide into bed, insomnia kept him fidgeting for an hour or more. It drove Anne to annoyance until Damon sprang up again to continue reading and speculating on that mythological obsession of his.

. . . AUTHOR’S POV The evening air was crisp, wrapping around Adeline like an unwelcome reminder of the past. As she stepped out of the sleek black car, her heels clicking softly against the stone pavement, a sickening wave of nausea hit her like a tidal wave. The moment her feet touched the ground, her chest tightened. This place—this very ground—was where Leonardo had screamed his last breath, where Bianca’s body had burned. The memory of that night clawed at her mind, vivid and unforgiving.

After a few more moments of quietly searching the room for anything else of value or importance, Adeline decided that they headed to the second floor of the mansion. Upon reaching the second floor, Adeline pushed open the door to her old room. The room was exactly as she had left it. Even her bed, which she had made, was still perfect. The lantern beside her bed was still lit, as if it had been waiting for her all this time.