Haunting Adeline Ending Novels & Stories

she hinted. My eyes widened when I saw a thick fog coming out of Adeline's hand and beginning to envelop me completely. “What is this? What are you doing?” I shouted at her. But it was too late: the fog had entered my nostrils and, in a matter of seconds, all I remember is passing out. *** Bradley “I'm sorry, my master, I had no choice, the girl was hysterical,” I heard Adeline say with her face in her hands. In fact, I couldn't even scream. After all, the whole mansion heard the screams of my mate, who was clearly in a state of panic.

“Adeline, come on!” Warm liquid seeps through Adeline’s clothes, and into the ground. I make quick work to press my hands as firmly as I can to the two holes in her body. The crimson liquid coats my arms in a matter of seconds, as the life drains out of her. “No, no, no. Please, say something Adie.” But Adeline stays still no matter how much I shake her. My vision blurs as my tears overflow, falling to Adeline’s cheeks, and that’s when I finally notice her eyes… lifeless and dull.

She screamed and dodged my attack by inches. Vincent sat on a chair as if it was his property and said, “This is entertaining to watch, but I don’t have all day. Kill her quickly.” My vision turned hazy, but I could see how I walked towards my own destruction. My hand grabbed Adeline by her throat, and I raised her in the air. She choked, trying to free herself from me. Please, no. I don’t want to do this. Tears fell down my eyes as I saw her face turning pale, the colors fading.

They didn’t divorce, but they didn’t seem to reconcile anytime soon. Before Clavier could say anything, Adeline collapsed, and he rushed in to catch her body. “Adeline!” Clavier called as her eyes were slowly closing. He touched her forehead and felt her skin was burning hot as if she was grilled alive. There were red markings all over her arms. With her shaking hands, she reached for something inside the pocket of her jacket. “What’s this?” Clavier asked. “The drug...the First Elder’s blood used to produce the drug...and the research data….” Adeline replied softly before losing consciousness.

I tilted the package to check its name—I’d never tasted spicy vanilla. Adeline must have noticed my reaction as she leaned in again. “Unique taste, right?” She chuckled again. “I had the same expression the first time I tasted it.” She leaned back on the chair. Her expression shifted, and her tone became somber. “Sophie, I don’t know what’s going on. And we might not be too close to share, but you would be alright.” She faced a wide grin that betrayed the worries that glinted in her eyes. “Everything is just a phase; they all pass. That’s why you should hold on to beautiful things and forget the sad ones. It’s a waste to ponder over things outside control.” Adeline rubbed my hand, instilling

Caroline's room to invite her to have lunch with her. Upon arrival there, she immediately pressed the doorbell of the room. However, there was no response from Mrs. Caroline. “Mom, let's have lunch together!” Adaline kept ringing the bell. Until finally, she decided to go straight in because there was no answer from her mother. “AAAKKK!” Adaline immediately screamed hysterically when she saw her mother lying unconscious on the floor with a charred body. Alex and the maids who heard her scream immediately ran over to Adaline.

But who would have performed such a ritual? “Exactly why you should see the witch. But you know, Adeline never died a violent death or an unjust one. She merely collapsed and died later on. So does that mean someone killed her to let your soul take over?” Lira reasoned, and for a moment, I saw the sense in what she said. “That can't be possible,” I said and shut my eyes, feeling pains in my chest at that thought. Did someone do that? “Let's go see the witch first,” Lira said and I finally relented.

My feet cripples and I collapse on the van floor. A hand pick me up and throw me at the corner. They slammed the boy to my side. He wheezed. I gasp. His head hits my rib side, sending black spots to my eyes. I’m still coughing and gasping for air when a shoe heel pressed itself in my head. Forcing me to bend. “So it wasn’t that challenging to find you.” Adeline said, exerting force to her heel, bending me lower. I catch a crack of glimpse behind her shoe. Her blood red lips curl into a smile. A calculative evil smile. And I can’t suppress the shudder running through my spine. The groundkeeper has settled himself in the passenger seat at the front.

Though, we did take notice of the auspicious night which let us know that something was happening. When Adelina came in the cabin, we immediately instructed her to get rid of her wet clothes and to have a hot shower in order to warm her body. She did as she was told, as she left baby Isla in our care while she did what she had to do. However, while she showered, we heard a loud cry and the sound of a trumpet in the sky which signified the end of times. This would not be a sudden event but one that would pan out within the span of twenty years. The loud cry came from Adelina, which meant that, her mate, Orin, must have been killed. That could only mean the death of the baby as a result of hat

He lunged for the bathroom to make himself throw up, but a sharp, searing pain had already erupted in his gut. "You crazy—" He gasped, barely forcing the words out. But Adeline just kept smiling—a cold, empty smile. She picked up the fruit knife from the coffee table and plunged it into his chest. Over and over. "Anyone who toys with a true heart deserves to die." When her strength gave out, she collapsed to the floor, sobbing. Dark, blood-red liquid spilled from her lips as she opened her mouth. Then she fell still. Her eyes stayed open, staring at nothing.