Novel & Cerita Haunting Adeline Ch 16

CHAPTER 3 Eva looked at me confused while I paced around "Adeline, open the door this minute and pay me my money" Mr. Wendy says still banging the door really hard. "What do we do?" Eva asked me and I shook my head, I had no idea what to do right now. "Okay, I have an idea." she whispered, I looked at her expecting her to talk but instead she kept on shoving me to bend "Can't you just talk?"I whispered-yelled and she rolled her eyes. "Get under the bed," She said and I sighed, the man was banging much harder on the door. I squeezed myself under the bed and prayed that whatever Eva wanted to say would actually work. I heard the door open "Where is Adeline, I want to see her this minute" Mr.W

Luna Mitchell too smiled standing up. Adrian was visibly shocked. He quickly deepened his hands in his pocket to check if the last poison is there. “Looking for this too？”She asked, raising up an injection and syringe up. “I took this too.” He groaned in anger.. This made him immediately turned into a golden wolf and he charged angrily towards Aunt Doris. She sensed his anger and without waisting time threw the poison and antidote at Caleb who was behind him. He was fast enough to catch it, but Emma wasn't fast enough to get to her Aunt side. Adrian got to her and deepened his sharp claws on her neck sucking her blood.

She opened her eyes and held her chest, desperately gasping for air while looking at him in total confusion. Marky stood in front of her, his entire face flushed red, his palms trembling, and his eyes staring at her with a mixture of anger, shock, and intense disbelief. "What did you say, Adel?!" his voice echoed in the quiet courtyard of the mansion. "What did you just call me?!" Adeline blinked. It was as if the illusion created by her mind had suddenly torn apart. Adeline was stunned. Her lips trembled while her entire body ran cold with intense fear and guilt.

"Please! Let me go!" He held her firmly despite her frantic struggle. "I've had enough of the drama," he murmured, his voice eerily composed. "Let's go home." With that, he pierced the needle deep into her flesh. Claire's cries echoed through the forest before gradually fading. Her frantic movements slowed, her strength abandoning her little by little. Her eyelids grew unbearably heavy. The storm blurred before her eyes. Her body went limp in his arms. Adrian drew her closer, gently brushing a kiss against the crown of her head.

Ada Steele:- With a wild gasp of repulsion, I awoke, my hand darting to my chest where a moment before the dagger had struck through my heart, or rather what had seemed a moment. It felt as though my lungs were burning, my throat was scorched, and I was gazing with wide-open eyes at the gentle morning light pouring in the usual transparent curtains. My heart was beating with great thudding, my bosom heaving up and down under violent gasps of breath, as I gazed around this small, humble room, formerly my own, in the packhouse.

I snapped at him. I successfully evaded Ophelia, completely ignoring her. I just needed a break and some fresh air. It wasn't that hard to understand. I crossed the side entrance, and my eyes went to the sky where the drone light show was being displayed. It was already midnight. Then it struck me a scent too familiar, too strong the heat surge with my carnal desires going high. It wasn't possible, my hands clenched as things started to make sense. "I don't know how but it seems Adel is in heat. Her scent is too strong, I don't think Lawrence can hold on, and it looks like she wants to strip." ..

The more she walked, the less she saw anyone, until she was completely alone. As she turned the corner, she saw Tina standing there. A gun in her hand. “Good girl,” Tina grinned. “I like people who obey instructions. Turn off your phone and hand it over.” Adele obeyed. “Where is Jay?” “Let's go see him. How is Dan? Hope all this hasn’t upset him?” Adele ignored her. They walked until they came to a rundown house. “It used to be a beach house for a elderly couple who have both died.” Tina explained, pushing her in.

She deserved a life free from pain Xander had caused her before but somehow she was just blind to it all, falling for him once more. He was just a monster waiting to be unleashed. Only l heavens what he would become if she eventually got into a closer relationship with him. And I didn't want her to get to the point where it would be difficult to leave him again. The fact that they were still mending things meant that they were still assessing each other and wouldn't break up easily. More reason why my plan had to be meticulous and perfect. When I reached the front door of the mansion, my wife was there, standing in the foyer with her hands folded neatly in front of her. The look on her face

The overhead bulbs had begun flickering badly; the house preferred candles now, and I had stopped questioning it. The first journal belonged to Margaret Harrow, 1897 great-grandniece of the builder. Her early entries were careful and lovely, full of hope about starting over. Then the tone changed. She wrote of a presence that knew her name, dreams that left her aching and wet, a “gentleman in the walls” who came to her at night and made her body sing in ways no living man ever had. She described his cock in explicit, fevered detail: a burning shadow, endless, splitting her sweetly. She wrote of being fucked for hours, of coming until she wept, of begging him to fill her cunt, her ass, her th

Adaline could neither talk nor could she scream as she continued holding her chest. Irene noticed what was happening as she called her name but Adaline, who couldn't hear anything at that moment, didn't answer. A few seconds later, Adaline suddenly fell off her wheelchair as she lay lifeless on the ground. “Mother!!!”