Novel & Cerita Haunting Adeline Gun Chapter

“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 **

Ada Steele:- With a wild gasp of repulsion, I awoke, my hand darting to my chest where a moment before the dagger had struck through my heart, or rather what had seemed a moment. It felt as though my lungs were burning, my throat was scorched, and I was gazing with wide-open eyes at the gentle morning light pouring in the usual transparent curtains. My heart was beating with great thudding, my bosom heaving up and down under violent gasps of breath, as I gazed around this small, humble room, formerly my own, in the packhouse.

ADELINA'S POV I sat across the glass wall with a warm mug in my palms just staring at the warm cup. I was still curious about the lady in the wedding photo but didn't know how to. Her pictures filled the room like he was scared to forget her One of my favourites was the cute one framed on a table right under the wedding photo. Adeline was grinning in the image petting her obvious bump. That must have been shortly before she died. "Here, have something to eat." Lawrence slid a plate of sandwiches before me before he sat by my side to enjoy his coffee.

Her eyes became distant. "Once you're gone, he'll have no choice but to come back to me." Adaline stared directly into her eyes. "No." Camilla's smile vanished. "Ronan will never be with you." The gun fired. Bang! The deafening sound echoed through the warehouse. Adaline flinched violently. Her entire body shook. Camilla lowered the weapon slightly and glared at her. "One more word." Her voice trembled with fury. "One more word from you and I'll kill you."

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

I staggered a bit. My limbs were getting heavy. ...I can't love... My vision became blurry. The world was spinning around me. ...Adriane, I killed your parents... My heart rate slowed all at once. Everything was in slow motion. ....I cant help it, I feel something for him... Then it stopped. The whole world stopped. I fell to the ground. "Adriane!" The shout came from close to me, but it sounded miles away. No! Fight it! That was the last thing I heard my wolf say.+

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.

he muttered. “Your book fell. I put it back on the shelf. Go get it and stop bothering me,” he said, closing his eyes. Adeline’s cheeks burned with embarrassment. She fetched her book, sat on the bed, leaned back, and resumed reading. Her eyes grew heavier and heavier. She finally set the book on the bedside table, pulled up the blanket, and closed her eyes. ***

Dante Everything happened so fucking fast, there wasn’t enough time for us to react. Apart from the sudden charge from a new party, explosions from all directions keep shaking the ground causing the prisoners to panic. Two distinct gunshots ring in the air bringing my attention back to Jean. “Adeline!” Jean’s voice pierces through and I watch her dive for Adeline. A close distance from where she lies is the chief’s body, as the life drains out of him, watering the ground with his blood.

Anything. The deserted city offers no escape. The closer they reach, the colder the air feels around her. The hairs on her arm stand on end and a cloud of air puffs from her open mouth. It only increases as she backs up into the dark alley across the street. Sera can't help but think this is it. This is how I'm going to die. My parents will be so proud to find me shredded to pieces in a dark alley.The alley soon fills with the scent of old garbage. Her back finally hits the brick wall indicating the end of the stone backstreet.