Haunting Adeline Ending Novels & Stories

' Her prayer is filled with sadness. After being silent for quite some time on the roof, which is her favorite place, Adaline goes back down to her room. Hopefully, before it's time to go home, she has found an answer. *** Altezza glanced at his watch. Ten minutes until five o'clock. He tapped the end of his pen on the table while looking at the files sent by his detective via email on his phone. The email stated that Adaline had no one to rely on. No one could pay the amount Altezza asked for. And whether he liked it or not, Altezza was pleased with it.

Since she left for the lunch date she hadn't returned nor called them on the phone and Adele was getting especially anxious, she could not help but wonder what Adaline was still doing that she slept out throughout the night and hasn't returned yet. Adele sat on the cream couch as she waited for Adaline to return already, she had sat almost for an hour or so but still no Adaline around. Adele has also waited last night for Adaline thinking that Adaline would return last night but when she saw that Adaline hadn't returned she began to feel very anxious and uncomfortable and she didn't know why. "Mom, there's still no sign of Adaline, why haven't she returned home yet? Wasn't it just a lunch da

I was shoved off to the side, barely in the frame. As she clutched the photo, she sobbed uncontrollably. "Adeline… my sweetheart… why did you leave so suddenly? Didn't you say you wanted to see the grasslands? We never even got to go with you…" Dad sat beside her, wiping his tears. "How did she get so skinny? The person in charge at the funeral home suggested we use a pup-sized coffin. She's all skin and bones. "Adeline, I failed you. I told you that I would buy you a little cake, just like when you were a kid, to make you round and happy again…"

Could it be… uncle Jerome would save me? “ Our generous Alpha has given me the permission, his magnanimous consent to judge this case” he turns to look at me and our eyes clash, and for a moment I think they almost soften. “So after deep thinking, I have decided that the criminal, Adeline will be degraded to the pack’s slave and will live out her life forever heeding to the demands of the pack and if she dares to reject it. I have given due approval for her to be punished in any manner that pack member benefits”

I was tempted to kiss her small lips which kept beckoning on me to lay mine on them, to continue what we ended earlier. Adeline cleared her throat, standing up and adjusting her clothes. "You have to get ready now. I'll get the things into the car." She grabbed the bag and walked out of the room. Her waist swung swiftly as she exited the room and the urge to grab those… Hmmm… maybe I should just shut up. I'm going crazy again. I lay on the bed, ready to be wheeled into the operating theater. Adeline stood beside me, her hands in mine. "Aiden, be good for me, okay?" She said, holding tightly onto me.

I muttered, which made Adeline turn her head at me. Her eyes darkened, teeth gritted already. Just like earlier, I can still feel her will to end my life. But because of Drake, she couldn’t do it. Well, even if Drake is not here, I won’t still let this woman lay her filthy hands on my skin. “Just shut up, Evangeline! I don't need your opinion!” Adeline screamed, which made me laugh. “Okay, I will shut up, but make sure you leave this pack as soon as possible. You're trespassing!” I responded.

He stormed out without another word. The door slammed behind him. I waited until the echo faded before pulling my phone out again. Still no reply from Adeline. She’d read it, I was sure of it. But she hadn’t said anything back. The little Canary that makes me even more intrigued. She wasn’t just some drunk girl who made a mistake. She knew what she was doing. She looked me in the eye and dared me to cross the line—and when I did, she didn’t flinch. And now she was hiding?

"Why can't you just stand firmly by my side? I told you, I don't want him! Why won't you believe me?" I turned to her with a bitter laugh. "Did you ever stand firmly by my side?" The color drained from her face at my words. Ignoring her reaction, I walked out. I heard a thud behind me. Looking back, I saw Adeline collapsed on the floor, pale-faced. I smiled. "Adeline." She looked up at me, her eyes brightening. I waved my phone. "I left you a gift. Check it when you can." Adeline froze. After I left, she let out a hysterical scream.

Dad's hair turned gray overnight, and Mom lost her mind. They sold the villa and lived in that dark basement, spending their days guarding my portrait in the filth. And every year on my birthday, two aged figures would always appear at the cemetery by the seaside without fail. They would kneel before a joint grave, weeping uncontrollably while staring at the tombstone bearing both my name and Katrina's name. And next to our name, carved in smaller letters, there was a line that said, "May we never meet again in the afterlife."

He never imagined I wouldn’t even want to hear his name. I snuggled closer to Jonas. “Now that I’ve formed a mate bond with you, he means nothing to me. As far as I’m concerned, Aden died that day on the battlefield.” “Don’t you hate him?” Jonas asked. “Hate?” I chuckled, playfully rubbing my nose against Jonas’s. “Why would I hate a dead man?” Hearing that, Aden felt like his soul had been ripped out of him. He pulled out the obsidian pendant I once almost threw away, his eyes blank as he wandered into a bar. Fueled by alcohol, he hallucinated that I was there, with my hair flowing and eyes soft as I kissed his eyes, his nose, his lips—just like before.