Haunting Adeline Novels & Stories

The lie tasted bitter because the truth was I hadn’t stopped immediately. I had searched for months or maybe a year. But Adeline has disappeared. No address, no workplace and no phone number. It was as if she had vanished from existence. Eventually, I gave up. Life moved on or at least I convinced myself it had. “You’re thinking again,” Mira said. “I have work.” I replied “You always have work.” “And you always talk too much.” I said and she laughed. “Fine. Call me later.” I grabbed my car keys and headed for Hartley Corporation. The drive took twenty minutes, but my mind was elsewhere.

ADELINE Wow! I'm finally eighteen. Oh goodness, I can't wait to meet my mate and immediately move in with him. For a year now, I've been fantasizing about my mate and I can picture him to be a great and caring man. Ah, I can't wait to meet him and finally move out of this hell hole called the Pack house. I'm sure you're all wondering who I am... Well, I am Adeline Careen Maxwell, an Omega in the West Ring Pack whose parents died over a year ago in a fire accident at our house.

The room felt so cold. Adrain slowly walked towards her, his footsteps echoed through the room. Tap! Tap!! Tap!!! He stopped beside her. Clara quickly closed her eyes. She remembered what the ghost had told her, Don’t look into his eyes. No matter what happens… Don’t do it. “Clara,” Adrain called her softly. She refused to answer. “Look at me!” She shook her head. “No,” Clara refused. His voice remained calm. “I said…. Look at me.”

Pack up your things now and leave! Then, he slapped her again with the back of his hand and shoved her away. Lacey, who had still been demanding his explanation, finally came to her senses and realized that her status and identity had always been superficial. All it took was a single word from Elton, and everything she had now would vanish instantly. Panic appeared in Lacey's eyes. She looked at Elton rather timidly and squeezed out a smile at him with much effort. "M-Mr. Baldwin… I'd been too rash just now. I didn't mean all of that! Don't be angry… I-I don't mind if you sleep with Giselle too, but please don't cast me aside… Please don't fire me…"

“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.

Someone who knew him well enough to call him out if he was losing his grip. Caroline agreed to meet him without hesitation. She watched him over her drink as he fidgeted in his seat, pushing food around his plate like it might rearrange itself into an answer. “What’s wrong with you?” she asked finally. Ben took a breath. “I think my house is haunted.” Her eyebrows shot up as she chewed, but he didn’t stop. “The ghost watched me in the shower.” He made a vulgar motion with his hand. She choked. Ben winced but barreled on. “It got quite the show. I mean, full frontal. Very educational.”

“Go to hell.” I snapped out my claws and swung my hand forward. “Dominic!” Adeline’s voice rang out. I froze and turned around. She was gripping the edge of the wall, her face drained of color. One hand was pressed against her stomach, and she was breathing so unevenly that I couldn’t tell whether she was crying or struggling to catch her breath. “Adeline?” She didn’t answer immediately. Her gaze moved to Hilton, then back to me, and I saw the fear in her eyes.

Her throat was almost pale and her voice became thinner. And that position was maintained for a while. No words uttered, just her fading cries and her heavy breathing paraded the room. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ " Bloody hell! Where has Zade gone? He promised to have dinner with us and now we are finished and he's still invincible to sight." She was a lady of glorifying beauty. Her voice sounded like she was on a Mezzo Soprano note but instead of sounding sweeter, it sounded annoyed. " Bryan, where is Zade?"

Her eyes looked distant—empty, as if she was carrying something she didn’t want to share. Without another word, she stood up and walked out of the room. Odette and Thea fell silent, watching her leave. Adeline headed to the kitchen. She sat at the dining table, poured herself a glass of water, and took a long sip. “They don’t know… and they don’t need to know,” she whispered to herself, sadness tightening her chest. ***

"The astrologer said, as soon as you sign here, your stars will immediately align with Charlie's. You… You have to sign… Please." I took the pen without hesitation and signed my name. As I finished the final stroke and lifted my gaze, I met Adrian's venomous gaze. I could see it clearly now—the signs of his decline were written on his face, darker and more defined than ever before. "Claire… Milton… You bitch, how dare you betray me!" he roared. He was about to lunge at me when his body suddenly froze. He clutched his chest, and his face contorted in agony. Then, he coughed up a torrent of crimson blood.