Haunting Adeline Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

The lie tasted bitter because the truth was I hadn’t stopped immediately. I had searched for months or maybe a year. But Adeline has disappeared. No address, no workplace and no phone number. It was as if she had vanished from existence. Eventually, I gave up. Life moved on or at least I convinced myself it had. “You’re thinking again,” Mira said. “I have work.” I replied “You always have work.” “And you always talk too much.” I said and she laughed. “Fine. Call me later.” I grabbed my car keys and headed for Hartley Corporation. The drive took twenty minutes, but my mind was elsewhere.

“It’s open. Trusting. The kind of face that’s never learned to lie.” Each detail matched what I’d seen in my visions, confirming I wasn’t entirely lost to delusion. I could see her now—this Adeline—floating through the halls above me in a dress that caught the light, her golden hair bouncing as she laughed at something Carlisle said. I could see her standing where I once stood, in the grand entryway with its vaulted ceiling and portraits of Brocandale ancestors watching with those same cold, judging eyes. “And her voice?” I pressed, unable to stop myself. “What does she sound like?”

She knocked lightly on the door frame, hesitating for a moment before stepping inside. "Sorin," she began softly, her voice breaking the silence that enveloped the room. Sorin glanced up, a faint smile gracing his features at the sight of Adeline. "Adeline," he greeted warmly, setting aside the documents. "Come in." Adeline entered the study, her gaze sweeping over the meticulously organized shelves and the faint scent of leather-bound books that filled the air. She took a seat opposite Sorin, her thoughts racing as she considered the words she wanted to share.

Amira, a young woman of ethereal beauty, lay in peaceful slumber upon the silken sheets, her chest rising and falling with each tranquil breath. Drawn to her like a moth to a flame, the vampire approached with a hushed reverence. His eyes, filled with a mixture of desire and longing, beheld her delicate features, bathed in the moon's tender caress. His heart, frozen in time, quickened with anticipation.

His gaze dropped to my lips for a fraction of a second before returning to my eyes. Neither of us moved. And I knew—deep in my bones—that this delivery was going to change everything. It was almost 1 a.m. by the time I got home. Cleo was fast asleep on the couch, one leg dangling off the side, looking so peaceful it made my chest ache with love and exhaustion. I draped a blanket over him gently, then collapsed onto my own bed. My mind wouldn’t shut off. Adrian’s intense eyes. The brush of his fingers. Kendra’s shameless moans and the way she’d ridden Professor Reed like she owned him.

She's…. And then I heard it. A soft thud. My stomach rolled over. What the hell was that? I sprinted to the front door, struggling to unlock it with shaking hands. The instant I stepped inside, I saw her. Adeline. She was on the floor, soaked to the bone, her face as pale as death. Her body was limp, her mouth slightly open. She wasn't responding. "Adeline?" I knelt next to her, shaking her gently. No response.

I am truly taken aback by this girl,what can I possibly do to help her? The servants tell me that she leaves the Manor in the dead cold of night and walks around the grounds while speaking to herself.The snow which has fallen does not even deter her.What frightens me the most though is that the servants tell me she rambles on about magic and the dark arts in her sleep,calling out the names of creatures not of this world.I no longer think I have the strength to deal with her. January 01, 1811

Micah POV I woke this morning for the last day of final exams. I immediately walked across the hall to wake up my brothers, then next door to my sister’s room and find she is still gone? What the hell? This is not like her at all. There is no way in hell she would miss the last day of final exams. I went to the kitchen and found grandma in tears, “Grandma, where is Adele?” She just shook her head and pointed to grandpa. I went in the living room and asked, “Grandpa, what is going on?” He replied, “She never came back last night. She left in the early evening last night.” I ran to the garage and saw her motorcycle, so she couldn’t have gone far. I asked, “Was she in wolf form?” Grandpa replie

Sidney Midnight I woke up next to Adeline. Our eyes meet, like ocean currents. I felt in paradise, in the world of heaven. White sheets and curtains, a completely spacious and bright room. I ran my finger across her lower lip and she bit it lightly, setting my body on fire. I took her mouth intensely, devouring it with my hungry tongue. I ran my hand over her abdomen, feeling the volume of her belly that carried my son. I looked back at her and she smiled. His hand took mine, leading it back to the place of his belly. I kissed her forehead and closed my eyes, imagining a peaceful place, but when I opened them, everything was gone. One more… One more nightmare. Of all the nightmares, this one

Adeline’s POV The sun started setting by the time I reached home, I pull up to my driveway and turn off the ignition. I let out a sigh feeling anxious. I know once I step foot in the house mum and dad would begin the whole conversation of the whole marriage ideal. I mentally pull up my big girl socks and hop off the car and wiggle my hips in an attempt to brush off the slight pain from the fall because of a certain Mr arrogant and handsome who has a beautiful body but a questionable attitude. Anyways I shut the car door and walk towards the main entrance.