Haunting Adeline Chapter 18 Novels & Stories

"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.

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

“It’s impossible… isn’t it?” The scent and memories were like a poison that was killing me. Hence, right after I gulped the left whiskey in my glass, I stood up and rushed around the pack, following her scent, until I found Adeline at the dining hall, leisurely picking foods from the buffet. “What the hell!” she cursed as I grabbed her by the arm, causing her to lose grip of her plate. Shuttered pieces flew all over the place, and the food was scattered on the floor.

Adeline wailed helplessly. She couldn't believe that the gory sight she had just seen was her body, it was an eyesore. "You see, we have to strike a deal, right, Catherine?" Maria asked Audrey. "Yes, it's simple, Adeline. Just leave me alone, I'm too busy to keep entertaining your pettiness," Audrey said. "I promise, I'll never cross you again, I swear," *sob* "I've learned enough of my lesson, please, I'm sorry for everything," *cough* "Please, Catherine, I'm in so much pain," Adeline cried.

rich. ‎" Oh well this is Adeline" my dad smiled at me as the man opposite him turned to me. He looked deep into my eyes I felt small under his gaze. I looked away as I looked down. I could still feel his stare. I heard him hum lightly which made me look up. ‎"This will do" the man said as he stood up and his men followed him out. But my dad stood up and stopped them before they left. ‎"this is my older daughter. The deal was for the youngest" my dad chimed. A what? I was so lost.

I wanted my cock between her loose lips, her lax tongue moving at my will but I’m no rapist no matter how psychopathic I can be. Lifting her shirt just enough to expose her abdomen, I brought the tip of the sharpie to her skin and went to work. Sliding her dress a bit to expose her inner thighs, I added more. I finished by pulling her underwear down exposing her smooth cunt and adding a few more choice words. To Adeline, music is her way out but she’s a liar in that aspect. She wants to be someone else, but I’m here to remind that the ghost of her past will continue to haunt her, and what she did to me will not go without retribution.

The moment Lina’s eyes shot over her Ma's shoulder to lock directly onto mine, I forgot about everything. The sight of Lina in my oversized black shirt was everything. She was practically drowning in the fabric. The hem was hitting her mid-thigh, exposing her juicy thighs. Fuck, I wanted them to crush my fuckin skull. "Are you listening to me, Adelina?" But as I became aware of Willow’s voice, I felt irritated all over. What the fuck is she even doing here? Others might be deceived but I know for a fucking fact Willow West doesn't care about her daughter.

“I still can’t make up my mind if I wanna fuck you here or upstairs.” “You ain’t fucking me nowhere, Haunter. Make love? Wherever you feel like it, whenever you feel like it.” “That sounds so vanilla.” “Vanilla? Take off your glasses and I’ll show you vanilla.” * ** THE END **

she thought, despair creeping in. The sound of laughter and chatter outside the stall amplified her unease. Adeline opened her eyes, determination sparking. "I need to get out of here." Adeline walked toward the exit, eager to escape the evening's discomfort. As she turned a corner, her eyes fell on two shadowy figures in the dark alley. She slowed her pace, curiosity getting the better of her. A familiar voice whispered, "I'll always love him." Adeline's heart skipped a beat. Emily. She moved closer, her eyes adjusting to the dim light.

"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.