Haunting Adeline House Novels & Stories

“I wouldn't know, really. They've always been close and she's always by his side. Also, everyone knows—” “That she's in love with my husband?” I hated the way the last word came out possessively. It didn't sound right for someone who was leaving the pack after finding her sister. I sighed. “Forget. Don't answer that,” I decided to change the subject. “Does Adeline live in the other Packhouse or—” Willow came to stand beside me. “She lives with Bradley in his house on the north side of the pack,” I plucked a few flowers, before Willow and I returned back to the mansion. Even with the few people who kept going in and out of the mansion, the place still felt empty.

Camilla's lips curved slowly. "That's exactly what I'll do," she said. "Now that Ronan has allowed me to stay in his house, I won't waste this opportunity." Her eyes hardened with resolve. Adaline POV After cleaning up the kitchen, Adaline stood still, unsure of what to do next. Going back to her room suddenly felt suffocating. The walls there seemed to close in on her, heavy with memories she didn't want to sit with. She considered walking around the mansion instead, maybe taking one of the long corridors Mrs. Margareta usually walked with her, pointing out old portraits and forgotten stories. But Mrs. Margareta wasn't around.

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

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.

Adeline sits on her bed for a few seconds staring at the text: He is going to be there too. She gets up and noiselessly sneaks out of the house. She has to call Nadia and with so many people with super-hearing in the house, she needs to be careful. She walks a little away from the mansion and then calls Nadia’s number who picks it up on the first ring. “What is he coming for?” Asks Adeline with annoyance. “What do you think?”

Why would Adeline suddenly appear at Seraph Villa? Before Diana could think further, Adeline entered the foyer with the Hampton family's housekeeper, both carrying numerous gifts. Upon seeing the Hutton mother and daughter seated in the reception room, Adeline's face lit up. "Madam Hutton, Miss Hutton, I came uninvited. I hope I'm not disturbing you." After so many years in high society, Adeline knew how to speak graciously. She smiled at Florence and continued, "But I do have some wonderful news, and I wanted to hear your thoughts, as well as Miss Hutton's."

i exhaled deeply, I turned away and hurried up the stairs as fast as my feets could carry me. I stiffled my groans and let my skin turn more blueish,but I continued walking,why did Angela hate me this much? I suddenly became aware of another person on the stairs approaching me and my muscles tensed,my legs suddenly became numb. “I wasn't trying to escape”it seemed as though blood drained from my legs as my knees hit the cold marbled floor,with my eyes tightly shot. **** ADAMS POV: “The delivery man just left,”butler Willy said before hanging up.

Muriel had promised to accompany him in the new business. “Adolfo Muriel! Where are you?!” Mr. Brown asked as soon as the maid had let him in. “Adolfo Muriel, where are you? Are you hiding from me?” “Mr. Brown, I’ll call Mr. Muriel, please, wait for him here,” the maid said, without knowing how to stop him. “Mr. Brow, please!”

“Well, Billy Johnson of 802 Fairmount Street, the big white house with blue shutters and an oak tree out front . . . All you really need to know about me is that I have sharp teeth. Sharp teeth and a taste for blood. Look out for me under your bed. And if I’m not there . . . check under your mother’s!” He leered and cackled, and I felt the skin on the back of my neck crawl then melt in a wave of cold sweat. I watched the rest of the tapes like that, fast forwarding through the movies to see the parts he had filmed. In thirteen episodes, I spotted six girls that were in the files and two that weren’t. The last tape didn’t have a movie listed, only a date.

And I'm also not one to open up to strangers so quickly. The tiering journey does not seem to come to an end and to avoid thinking about my family and normal life, I begin taking in the hideous sight of this horrid mansion. The cobwebs, broken stairs, stained walls, creepy paintings, spiral long stairs, dry leaves.. E. T. C. The sight isn't at all pleasant. I often feel chills run along my back. I take a beep breath and continue this walk. Soon enough, the creatures open a door and we are then ushered out of the building.