Haunting Adeline Ch 16 Novels & Stories

she says, voice low and dangerous, “and I will turn your bones to ash before you can scream.” One hunter lunges anyway, raising his axe. Adeline moves faster than I’ve ever seen her move. She slams her palm against his chest. A burst of silver-blue light explodes from her hand and the hunter flies backward as if struck by a battering ram. He crashes through the broken door, landing in a heap outside with a crack. The others freeze. Adeline smiles, but there is no warmth in it.Vines of light crawl up her neck and across her cheek like living tattoos.

Adeline refused to answer my calls and texts, I sure know how she feels about not wanting to see me, I just pray I'm not too late. Rushing into the Mansion No staff greeted me, I had texted them earlier to give the place privacy. Up the curved staircase, past framed black-and-white photographs of city skylines and forgotten family portraits, I moved with purpose toward the master suite. The door was ajar. Inside, Adeline sat on the edge of the bed, still in the charcoal blazer and silk blouse she’d worn to the office that morning. Her knees were drawn together, phone cradled in both hands like something fragile and poisonous. The screen glowed against her face, illuminating the tracks of dri

"The astrologer said, as soon as you sign here, your stars will immediately align with Charlie's. You… You have to sign… Please." I took the pen without hesitation and signed my name. As I finished the final stroke and lifted my gaze, I met Adrian's venomous gaze. I could see it clearly now—the signs of his decline were written on his face, darker and more defined than ever before. "Claire… Milton… You bitch, how dare you betray me!" he roared. He was about to lunge at me when his body suddenly froze. He clutched his chest, and his face contorted in agony. Then, he coughed up a torrent of crimson blood.

But what if he felt something for her? The night was falling over the city as she lay down on the bed, torn between hope and fear. Should she take a risk and trust him? Should she become his lover? With a heavy heart, Adeline decided she had to stop. She could not cause harm to a third party. However, that was easier said than done. And so it was that the following night, Adeline found herself getting ready to attend her secret rendezvous. She felt nervous about the dress she had chosen. The soft fabric clung to her curves, and the embroidered detail on the neckline gave it an elegant touch. But even so, her belly was still the problem, it never ceased to look wide and plump.

Suddenly, I felt my head grow heavy, the world around me blurred, and everything went black. **** Waking up, I found myself in a room twice larger than mine. The atmosphere of the room smelled rich, filled with lavender and a flavour I couldn't quite place. I tried to sit up, but the pain in my head didn't let me. Stephanie. I forced myself to stand up, ignoring the pain. One step, and I was on the floor. My head still felt heavy, and I couldn't get myself to do anything other than to sit still and wait for whoever would walk in.

"Where are the elixirs?" A tall shadow on the floor crossed Adeline's barely open eyes. The shadow was of a bulky man, his frame strong and sturdy, and on his hand was a whip. When his deep voice reached Adeline's faraway consciousness, the hairs at the back of her neck stood up. She clenched her fist in anger, despite losing every inch of her being. "We... don't have... such thing," Adeline replied in a hoarse voice, gritting her teeth.

“Athena hurry up and leave, you are not safe here …” Athena turned around and saw him struggling with Hera and so did the other fairies and quickly holding each other’s hands vanished in the air. Athena was smiling at Eos as she vanished. Eos had forgotten the time and felt that no one was struggling with him and saw Hera was no more around. He felt it quite strange but knew in his heart that it must have been the fairies. With a heavy heart, he took one orchid plant from the blue lagoon which had a peculiar color, and climbed down the cliff.

I could hear her anguished cries getting louder, the terror in her voice fueling my desperation to reach her. Finally, I burst into a secluded clearing, where I found her on her knees, surrounded by shadowy figures that were clawing and snarling at her. As I stepped closer, they turned to me, their malignant gaze lingering on me as I walked past them, feeling the cold, malevolent energy radiating off them as I approached Adelaide, I knelt in front of her. "Adelaide?" I whispered "It's alright, no one's going to hurt you ever again."

The kitchen is exactly as it was. I move back to stand at the glass wall that faces the city and I press two fingers to it — light, the way you test a surface for heat. Cold. Real. I look at the city and mutter to myself. “What the fuck am I supposed to do with this, Marcus.” Some boy. ‘Uncle Adrian.’ *•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•* The Aldridge Foundation dinner is exactly what it always is.

Muriel had promised to accompany him in the new business. “Adolfo Muriel! Where are you?!” Mr. Brown asked as soon as the maid had let him in. “Adolfo Muriel, where are you? Are you hiding from me?” “Mr. Brown, I’ll call Mr. Muriel, please, wait for him here,” the maid said, without knowing how to stop him. “Mr. Brow, please!”