Haunting Adeline Online Novels & Stories

It hadn't even been ten minutes since the video went live, and millions of people tuned in at once, leaving live comments that flooded the comments section like a blizzard. "Finally! That bitch gave in! Good job!" "Let's see how this quack doctor begs for mercy on her knees!" "I feel so sorry for Adeline for still having to face such a terrible doctor!" Adeline lay on the bed, her face so pale that she was nearly glowing. When she saw me, she shrank back on instinct. "Adrian…" She had no idea that millions of people were watching her live. "Don't be afraid. She's here to treat you this time," Adrian said, handing her a slice of the apple. He then got up and walked up to me.

“Right now your aunt needs our help, and the longer we take to save her, the more dangerous things become. All I need is for you to tell me every–” She opened the door, staring at me with those cold looking eyes that felt like she was going to do worse than just killing me. “There were four of them, all dressed in black tuxedos. And a fifth, also in black, but he had a cane and a hat that barely covered his eyes. Aunt Emi asked me to hide in my room, but I heard every conversation they had that night. It seemed like she knew them, only that she didn't expect to see them in such weird appearance.” “The guy in hat, you didn't see his face, did you?” I asked, and she shook her head.

I chuckled, closing the distance between us and watching her smile wear off. “You have no idea what’s coming for you, Adeline.” I spat. “Today, you will be exposed. I don’t make promises or threats, my words are like an impending doom, they always come true.” “Watch your tongue!” “You watch yours!” “Enough,” Adeline gritted. “I will end this drama here. I have a witness that will clarify everything.” I frowned at her words, a witness? What was she on about now? Who was this mysterious witness?

"Professor?" I squeaked, my hands gripping the armrests of the chair until my knuckles turned white. Adrian stopped. He looked down at me, his eyes filled with dark amusement. Then, without a word, he walked right past me. He didn't touch me. He didn't push me onto the desk. He walked over to a small cabinet, poured himself another glass of whiskey, and pointed a long finger toward the corner of the room. "The computer is over there, Miss Lin. That pile of case files won't digitize itself."

"Alex I am feeling very frightened here. Everybody had gone out to watch a horror movie playing at a nearby theater and I am alone. Could you please come home instead of the driver to pick me? "Why did you stay alone in the house? With the evil blooming over you, Amara you thought you could stay at home? And you did not feel it important to consult me before you take your decision?" Alex blew a pique on Amara. For a few moments there was a pin drop silence on the other side making Amara more pensive in her present condition and after she felt like an age of waiting he finally replied. "I will be right back." And the next second the line went dead. A girl hardly around the age of ten dressed

Camila's quiet presence beside her, whispering soothing words, was a small mercy. The the night before we got to Hazem displayed an unmistakable shift. According to schedule Adaline waltz out of her tent, goes on her knees with Camila by her side wearing a sorrowful look. I pranced towards the two going on both my knees, holding Adaline's hands. She slowly traced my hands back to me and begin tearing up.

Brent probably went to check on Shawna, and Tor will be busy overseeing the surrender of the survivors. “Did you find Harriet?” Brent asks. “No. Just her lackey.” “I’m no one’s lackey,” Adele protests. “I am Lady Adele, high mistress of-” Amalie’s eyes flash and Adele goes whiter than white. With her free hand, she starts to claw at her neck. She slowly turns crimson, then blue. “Edira stop!” I order and push my aura out at Amalie. My mate falls to her knees, breathing heavily and trembling from head to toe while Adele inhales sharply and starts to whimper.

Ada added. When Ada thought about how Xyla was probably crying and begging for Master Lancelot to let go of her now, she felt her entire body relaxing. “I wonder if she could still look her husband in the eyes after being raped…” Ada snorted coldly once more. Looking up, Ada could see a beautiful view of the night sky. It seemed even more splendid now. When Xyla saw how pleased Ada looked in the surveillance footage and heard what she said to her henchmen, the hostility in her heart grew.

What did that even mean? “I have no idea what you're getting at,”she said to the young girl.”What are you speaking of?” “She has lived in the shadows for a long time,watching and waiting for you.” “You’re not making any sense,”Beth replied,agitation rising in her voice. “Have you not felt her Beth?Here in your home?She watches you,growing stronger every day,she wants your life and she will end it when she’s ready.” Now Beth was getting mad.Were hallucinations supposed to be this annoying?

(Selene’s POV) Then Adrian leaned in close, his lips brushing my ear as he murmured, “I want you, Selene,” a strange heat curled in my stomach. It was like he’d lit a match inside me, igniting something raw and consuming. My breath hitched, and for a second, all I could do was stare at him. The storm in his eyes reflected something dark and hungry, mirroring my own. Callum’s words from the party clawed their way back into my mind, the memory taunting me.