Haunting Adeline Gun Chapter Novels & Stories

He told me he wouldn't call. I told him he would. I was right. He pushed me away. I pushed back. He put a gun in my nightstand and a penthouse key in my palm and told me he'd burn the whole city down before he let anyone touch me. "You're playing a dangerous game,Gaby." "I've been playing a dangerous game since the night I sat down at your table." He's a killer. I knew that from the start. The silver hair. The steady hands. The way his body moves before his brain has time to catch up. He's possessive. Ruthless. Cold as the blade he used to carry-until he's not. Until his fingers are in my hair and his mouth is on my throat and every rule he's ever made about keeping people out goes up in smoke. "I can't promise you a future." "Then promise me tonight."

At the Costa family's annual capo banquet, Marco Costa declared the family would extend protection to one woman only: Rosa Frost, his childhood sweetheart, newly divorced and newly returned to the family fold. One by one, the other women slipped away into the night with their money, their dignity, and fresh protectors already lined up. I, Viola Rossi, once his Donna, was severed from the Costa family entirely, with nowhere left to go. Twenty-one years prior, The System ripped me into this life with a brutal mandate: make one of four made men fall irrevocably in love with me, and I'd earn my way back to my real life with a healthy body. I failed. Every single one of them chose Rosa. The system's final mercy: die here, go home. I stood in a rotting Brooklyn dock warehouse, gun in hand, and closed my eyes. Right as darkness closed in, a raw, raging scream of my name tore through the silence, like the man shouting would burn the whole world apart to reach me.

Jackson is an heir to the fortune built on the suffering of enslaved werewolves. Angry at the injustice of it all, he has no choice but to play along with his father's wishes and bend to the society's pressure. Until one day he is ordered to purchase a werewolf 'worthy of standing by his side' at the market. So, maybe he obeyed his father's wishes, but to him it's the first step in his one-man rebellion, a spark that will kindle the flames, when he chooses a werewolf who is needier than the rest. Now Jackson must stoke those flames, while nurturing the traumatized wolf to health, before the world crushes his soul for good. Check out the artwork from chapter ‘Date’ on my Instagram (willowwrites1994) here - https://www.instagram.com/p/CIgP2PQFF8W/

Aria's world crumbles when she discovers her boyfriend Norman's betrayal. Heartbroken and shattered, she never expected that this painful chapter would lead her straight into the arms of James—gorgeous, wealthy, and a notorious womanizer. James is the kind of danger Aria knows she should avoid at all costs. Or is it that deep down, she simply doesn't want to? He only needs one thing from her—a child. But along with that comes something Aria secretly craves as well, something she knows she’ll want again and again. But what about her heart? How can she resist falling for James when everything she’s ever desired in a man, she finds in him?

🔞🔞 Karl’s cum spilled past my lips, thick and hot, dripping down my chin as I swallowed every drop, making my eyes water. Roran and Dane didn’t stop. Their thrusts became frantic, their grunts filling the room as they chased their own releases. “Cum for us, Raven,” Dane snarled, his hands bruising my hips as he slammed into me. “Cum for your alphas.” Naughty Fantasies is a collection for readers who don’t want soft fantasies. They want the twisted ones that explore different kinks and would wreck their innocence, If you're looking for a vanilla slow-burning erotica collection, this is your queue to leave, but if you want your thighs trembling in the first chapter, then this is the book for you.

My best friend breaks down and accuses me of skimming family shipments, which cost us billions. Without hesitation, my fiance, Don Scarpa Falcone, points a gun at me. The bullet grazes my ear. He sends me to prison himself, then gets engaged to my best friend instead. Before I'm taken away, the family butler begs him, "You raised her yourself. She's your fiancee. You can't just ruin her life like this!" "Break the rules, and pay in blood," he says, polishing his gun. "As for her future, I'll decide that later." Five years later, I walk out of prison. The entire Falcone family is waiting at the gate with him, as if my freedom were a handout. "Looks like you've learned your lesson. It's time to return and get back to work. Don't do anything stupid again," he says. I ignore him and walk straight to the stretch Lincoln behind him. The door opens. Chris Corleone, the king of the Aurelian underworld, raises his glass to me. "Welcome back, partner."

~Did she cut her wedding gown off? What the heck! How could she turn it to that? ~ ~ What's going on with her? Why is she in sneakers? ~ ~What's she holding behind her ~ My ears listened to their whispers as I stood at the doorstep about to enter the hall. My gaze fell on my soon-to-be husband waiting for me by the alter and I chuckled remembering everything. Well, yes, I shortened my most beautiful wedding gown to a short gown that reaches above my knees and also on sneakers instead of heels, but then, this feeling is different; I've never felt this way my entire life. I'm supposed to be feeling rage boiling through my veins, anger, fury, accompanied with pains, and screams but that's not the case. Right now, I'm feeling super excited. Without delaying it any longer, I revealed the KRISS Vector gun I had been hiding behind me, and their facial expressions were joy-giving. I burst into laughter before releasing the fire on them. Wondering the kind of bride I am? I am Elora, the bride who went on a killing spree on her wedding day.

The day two students got into a dispute, I ran into Morris Freeman, my ex from ten years ago. The boy who had been fighting wiped his tears and called him "Dad". Morris froze when he saw me, then finally remembered what was going on and apologized. "Ms. Langstaff, I'm sorry for causing you trouble." I handled the compensation by the book and wrapped everything up. When it was over, he lagged behind, clearly wanting to say something. "Back then, I remember you didn't want to be a teacher." I gave a faint smile and walked him to the office door. "People change. So do their ideas." Just like my feelings for him. That chapter had been closed a long time ago.

Xiao long, is a regular high school boy. To have activities like any other schoolchildren, such as school and play. At the age of 18, he was stabbed to death saving a young boy who was about to be kidnapped by a big, fat thug. Before he died, Xiao Long saw a few people dressed in robes with all the lights around him. And after that he realized that saving that little boy was the best choice he had ever taken, because that choice changed him from ordinary men to immortals who conquered all with the knowledge of the gods and power of darkness. This is the continuation of Xiao Long's story in Successor of the Gods. Continuing from chapter 26, you have to read the first novel with the same title before reading this.

It was as if Amery dela Cerna's world stopped when her husband, Brandon, served her divorce papers. It hurt her to realize that despite being a loving and devoted wife, it wasn’t enough for her husband to learn to love her. Carrying what remained of her dignity, she left their home after signing the papers that would end their relationship. As she begins a new chapter in her life, she decides to reclaim her identity as Avrielle Madrigal, the youngest heir of the Madrigal clan—one of the wealthiest families in the country. Everything seemed to be going well, but fate seemed to be playing tricks on her… The husband who once pushed her away is now desperately chasing after her. What will Avrielle do? Will she push Brandon away, or will she follow her heart’s desire and let herself be pursued?