Haunting Adeline Novels & Stories

I pressed my face against the ceiling until my cheeks were imprinted with splinters, desperate to absorb even these tiny fragments of normality. I couldn’t see much through the narrow gap, but I could hear. Footsteps. Voices. Life continuing while mine had been paused. And one voice in particular—light, melodic—that I recognized instantly though we’d never met. Adeline. The woman whose photo Carlisle had shown me, smiling cruelly as he described her perfect teeth, her unblemished skin, her trusting nature. “She reminds me of you,” he’d said. “Before you disappointed me.” She was up there, unaware of what lay beneath her feet. Unaware of what awaited her.

I only knew it, the same as I'd known with the dying wolf in the woods. "Let me try," I heard myself say. The old Healer coughed from the floor, clutching his ribs. "Try? Girl, I have forty years in the craft and I couldn't hold him. You'll be dead before you reach the middle of the room." But Adeline was in the doorway now, both hands pressed white against her mouth, and her eyes were only on her son. Whatever else that woman was, the terror on her face was real. "Let her try," she whispered. "Please. Let her."

The words died in my throat when I realized it wasn't one of my scouts. Adeline stood by the heavy oak doors, her hand still resting on the latch. She wasn't wearing her usual silk dresses. Instead, she was draped in a sheer, transparent robe that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. The firelight from the hearth licked at the curves of her body, casting long, honeyed shadows over skin that had been oiled to a shimmer. "What the hell are you doing in my office, Adeline?" I asked, my voice dropping into a dangerous, low register. “And in that?”

In a blur, he was in front of them, ripping the dead deer off the table so violently it shattered the glass wall of the beach house. “What the fuck?!” he growled, voice coated in rage. My stomach twisted in knots at the scene. Blood splattered. The pungent, raw smell of dead flesh hung thick in the air. A few of his men had been feeding—right on the kitchen counter, the same damn kitchen that shared an open space with the living room. “We were only hungry… that’s all,” one of them mumbled, heads bowed low. Their fear was visible. They trembled like leaves in a storm. Of course they did—he was Abaddon, after all.

I watched him drive away again. I thought it was prudent to follow my routine to the T. Get up, have breakfast, go to college, have David tell Adeline everything—how it was supposed to be. Or rather, how Adeline wanted it to be. I would stay in her sight at all times. The moment Patronus was out of danger, all it would take was a jump from the balcony, and I would be free. Sounds easy, but I wouldn’t be here if it were that simple. The moment I stepped foot in Anderson Mansion, Adeline was waiting in the lobby with a sour, twisted expression, fuming. Killian’s prank hadn’t aged well.

I smiled and declared, "Let the game of hide and seek begin." Through the cameras, we watched as Shadow frantically searched the dorm, muttering to herself, "Where? Where is she?" While Shadow was tearing the place apart looking for me, Celeste and I were already out of the school, having been picked up by Helena and taken to her luxurious mansion. The three of us sprawled out on a sofa larger than most beds, sipping champagne and enjoying delicious desserts made by a personal chef. Back at the dorm, Shadow was seething with rage, while in Helena's mansion, Howard was in tears, groveling while begging for forgiveness. But Helena just spat coldly, "It's over between us. Stop bothering me and

Doctor Brad agreed, rising from his seat to gather the necessary tools for the procedure. Adrienne dragged her exhausted body into her house, feeling weak and overwhelmed. All she craved at that moment was the solace of her bed, where she could lay for hours and do absolutely nothing. The hallway seemed never-ending as she trudged through it, her steps heavy and sluggish. As she entered the living room, she noticed the unexpected presence of Daniel, and her mom, accompanied by a mysterious man she had never seen before. Adrienne mustered a faint smile, trying her best to mask her fatigue.

Melanie and Wright shouted,ignoring the question Daisy and Adam exchanged glances "Does that mean,I can f**king eat you up anywhere I want??" Adam asked "Don't try it....." Before she could finish,Adam already carried her "Ahh!!!!" Daisy screamed,hitting his back "Don't you dare do that in my house you mad man!!!!" Wright screamed as Adam took Daisy upstairs Melanie and Alyssa laughed •••• "Greg?....baby??" Annabella called repeatedly as she woke up that night,Its the second day they are using in their vacation house and it has been a lot of fun.

' 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.

Amira, a young woman of ethereal beauty, lay in peaceful slumber upon the silken sheets, her chest rising and falling with each tranquil breath. Drawn to her like a moth to a flame, the vampire approached with a hushed reverence. His eyes, filled with a mixture of desire and longing, beheld her delicate features, bathed in the moon's tender caress. His heart, frozen in time, quickened with anticipation.