Haunting Adeline Novels & Stories

I am not certain if this means she despises me more than I know, or—the latter. For this being before me—my breath is harsh against my lips, my wolf is a feral spark in the glint of my eye— will either guide me, or I will fail, and fall. Fall. Falling. gods, I am falling. I stare at her, watch her breathe, delicate and alluring yet bold in her venture into the bowels of the endless. My eyebrows gather. No ordinary being can be here, at this moment as I am. Adeline was no ordinary being. She was bound to a being of chaos, that is what gave her access to the endless.

Damien sighed and left the house. **** He got back to the penthouse and decided to check on Adeline. He pushed the bedroom door open and allowed himself into the room. He found Adeline standing by the window. She was looking out with a flat expression on her face looking at nothing. She wore a long white spaghetti-strapped nightgown with a low back that revealed her skin.

Adeline asked, her tone shaking. I don't know if she noticed it, but to my ear, it never escaped. This just proves how scared she was right now. “Your destiny is with Evangeline's hands,” Maximus smirked. My brows furrowed upon staring at Maximus. He called some warriors to drag Adeline out from the room, pulling her through the field. And because of Adeline's loud screams, it captured the attention of the wolves. They immediately run to the field to find out what happened. On the other hand, Drake came back.

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”

' 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.

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?”

she whispered, her voice trembling. “It’s okay,” Delilah murmured gently, stroking Adeline’s hair as a mother would. The comforting gesture transported Adeline to a cherished memory of her mother’s golden hair gleaming in the sunlight, her radiant smile as she ran her fingers through Adeline’s hair while they sat on the swing in their backyard in London. Caught between the present and the past, Adeline’s grief blurred the lines. Her heart ached and she whispered softly, “Mom...” Delilah’s heart sank as she watched the young woman’s vulnerability. She didn’t interrupt while allowing Adeline to process her emotions.

“Now.” We arrived at her house within the hour. The night air was cold, but the atmosphere around the house was heated with something else. Before I knocked, a sudden pulse of power leaked from inside. It was not glaring, but it was strong enough that every wolf in my team straightened immediately. I opened the door without waiting. Adeline stood in the middle of the room. A wolf spirit roared beside her, its form unstable and surging. She placed her hand on its neck and whispered something low and direct. The spirit calmed, inch by inch.

But why the hell did I feel so damn under her spell right now? "Come to me, Killian," Adeline said as she went on her knees. And my legs walked to her before my brain could think. I stopped before her, running my fingers through her silky purple hair. She was perfection. "I love you, Mama." Adeline opened my zipper and took my shaft into her mouth, and the galaxy exploded behind my eyes. Somewhere in between her suction and gurgles, she responded a muffled 'I love you too'. We were supposed to be with family, having dinners and playing games. But here we were— in the place where we'd share many first happy memories together, just to recreate the naughty parts. We were the host of the dinner,

Kaden’s eyes glazed over as he mind linked his men, and half of them took off with Dylan’s corpse. When I glanced back at the tree where he was laid against, I could see no trace of whatever transpired left. It’s as if it never happened. Even the scent vanished when they took away his corpse. Then, I felt Adeline grow uneasy. “That feeling earlier…” she reminded me, “I’m starting to think it wasn’t Colton that we sensed earlier…” she spoke. I raised my brow at her, “What are you suggesting?” I could feel Adeline’s contemplation, going silent for a few moments.