Haunting Adeline Chapter 1 Mga Nobela at Kwento

” “No, he will know. He is using black magic.” I could not wait any longer. Already Lucien’s veins strained against the flood of my essence, and I knew I needed to move. His body did not have the capacity to hold me for long. “All I want is for you to bring him back to me,” she pleaded. “I promise” I replied, walking out of the chamber and mindlinking my warriors to follow suit. *** Adrian’s POV The first thing that hit me was the smell. A suffocating mix of damp wood, rotting mold, and the metallic stench of blood that had dried and soaked into the boards. It clung to the air thick enough that even this borrowed body recoiled.

I thought it was only reasonable when they got their punishment when they were alive. But these newfound feelings for this mortal, mystifies me, what was happening to me, father? ************* Adeline pov~ My eyes fluttered lazily at the sound, coming from my door. I closed my eyes again and buried my head into the fluffy pillow. I felt like I was floating in the water, so relaxed, heavenly, and mesmerized. "Mr. Sandros, Mr. Jedrick asked me to escort you to him." a lady knocked at my door. I sunk further into my bed and made myself comfortable.

It wasn’t confirmed yet, but in our world, it wasn’t impossible either, especially when that man made a deal with the devil or was the devil himself. We ended the day. Hendrix and Hunt went back to their work while we drove back to the pack house after we made sure that Milka was fully recovered. She was supposed to go home, but she insisted on coming with me. I thought it was because she wanted me to come to her when I was pulled into Kaiser’s world, but I was wrong. “I saw you, Adeline,” she said after I closed the door when we entered my room. “What?” I asked, “I saw you standing next to the man who was found dead at your border.”

Once again, Adaline shook her head. Adaline tried to stand up, but her knees felt too weak. Without being asked, Altezza helped her. The man carried her back into the room and sat her down on the bed. "My bag," Adaline requested, pointing towards where she kept her bag. Altezza frowned, but he did as Adaline asked. Adaline handed him a small blue-covered book. Altezza's forehead furrowed even more. "What's this?" he asked, confused. Without waiting for an answer, he slowly opened the book. A black and white photo and the doctor's writing greeted his eyes. "This...?" Altezza stared at the book, then at his wife in turns.

No pain could be worse than having to watch them all get hurt or die. I'm going to end this or die trying. I was getting ready to gather my strength for what seemed like one final shift when a voice entered my head again. My hair stood on end. Adriane. It was Damon. Damon! are you okay? You're barely moving. I'm so sorry! My body, having entered into some sort of weird and impromptu hibernation, didn't even move an inch. Except for the rise and fall of my chest that I was sure was still happening since I was still alive, I was not moving.

And now… “Wait.” Adeline’s voice cut through my subconscious, and I find myself peering to the outside world for the first time through her eyes. “What is it?” I asked, observing our surroundings with all my senses. “Something’s wrong.” She muttered, glancing in every direction where we stopped in the middle of the forest. Adeline waited, for a moment, and when we finally heard the sound of rustling leaves and snapping branches, our hackles lifted, eyes on full alert as she lowered her mouth to the ground.

I asked. Elara hesitated, wringing the edge of her tattered shawl between her fingers. “Beyond the town’s reach, where the earth rises to whisper to the sky. An unseen mouth yawns wide, swallowing all who enter. A place untouched by light, where echoes have no end and the air is thick with the whispers of the lost.” My gaze darted to Han, the confusion in his eyes mirroring mine. “Can you please elaborate?” I asked. Elara opened her mouth to speak, but before a single word could escape her lips, her body jerked violently as if struck by an invisible force. Her eyes rolled back, and she let out a strangled gasp before collapsing to the floor.

I quickly went about my duties, dusting and tidying, wanting nothing more than to be gone before he returned. I was almost done when the door creaked open behind me. My blood ran cold. Hilton. His eyes, dark and piercing, narrowed on me. A familiar frown contorted his face. My breath caught in my throat. Before I could even think of an escape, his hand shot out, grabbing my arm in a vice-like grip. “Trying to sneak out, are we, Adeline?” His voice was a low growl, laced with venom. “N-no, Alpha, I was just finishing and I…I..”

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.

The door creaked open, and I glimpsed my exit – such a cruel taunt, to see the way out and be utterly unable to reach it – before it groaned shut again, the latch sliding home and sealing us both inside. Red-soled heels tapped against the floorboards. I reached for the stake, remembering the way the fire-haired vampire had crushed my hand the last time I had done so. But it slipped against my palm, and I closed my fingers around it. “Hello, little hunter,” Alice purred. The ugly jut of her chin was made all the more obvious by the shadows, which pooled around her like liquid night. Her dark eyes glittered, like a thousand stars extinguishing at once. She was the cold of space, the places whe