Novel & Cerita Haunting Adeline Playlist

Ximena/Angela’s POV Aunt Sadie remained silent until Penelope had finished with Raven and put her to sleep. “I don’t know why, but I feel the need to help Hudson get out of there. Something tells me that if he doesn’t get out soon, something terrible might happen. Remember how Mila ended up,” Aunt Sadie explained after Penelope left. “Do you think Adeline’s ghost is involved?” I asked awkwardly. “I don’t believe in ghosts or resurrection. Adeline is gone, but her conspirators are still alive,” she said firmly, as if she knew exactly who was behind everything.

Her hands shook and her heart trembled, and despite the haywire in his mind, all she could ever utter out was the name of someone who was no more: “Xavier…” THE NIGHT darkened, and for sure would be long. Adeline stirred. The relief from her deep sleep almost made her feel comfortable, but the jiggles of metals had her jolting awake. Her eyes met the familiar layout of a ceiling, causing a furrow in between her brows. How cruel. Locking her in her own pack's cell—well played. "L—Lady Adeline?" a timid voice sounded from nowhere. Adeline craned her neck and narrowed her eyes to find the source, until the lingering echo drowned under the consecutive sound of chains.

“What—time is it?” “Three thirteen,” she said automatically. “Of course it is.” He blinked blearily. “Why does that—oh. The curse again?” “Yup. It’s singing now.” He frowned. “Singing?” “Yes, singing! Like a ghostly Spotify playlist, except I didn’t hit shuffle.” She gestured toward the mirror — faint light rippled across the glass like water. The melody threaded through the air, delicate and strangely familiar. Adrian rose, walking toward it. “You recognize it?”

Her turn finally reached, she placed her order for the chamomile tea and decided to add his favorite bread to the order as a form of appreciation for the gift. Her ride back to the office was quick, she was more careful this time, she didn’t want to spill anything or bump into anyone and cause a mess. Anyone who saw her could tell that something good must have happened to her. She walked into the elevator humming Benson Boone song, Sorry I'm here for someone else, her current favorite song. She couldn’t wait to open her gift.

"Listen to this! Listen carefully to the audio and tell me what you mean by this!" The vicious recording was played again from the phone. Jayson's face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with unconcealed terror. But he still tried to deny it, attempting to turn the situation around with his horrible acting. "No, wait, this isn't me! It's made with AI! Joshua must have gotten someone to do it! He's trying to frame me!" "Joshua is dead!" Mom screamed, lunging at Jayson and grabbing his neck in a chokehold. "He's been dead for three years! You killed him! It was you!"

Reaching back into the recesses of my mind, I search for Adeline. 'Adeline,' I whisper weakly in my mind. 'I am here,' her voice and presence is weak within me. 'What happened?' I ask her hoping that she remembers more than what I do. 'I don't know,' Adeline's voice is fading softer and softer. 'But I feel myself fading away.' 'Adeline,' I call out in my mind as loud as I can but there is no response. 'Adeline,' I whisper again but she is gone.

Comes Bella's plaintive whine. “Aww.. please..” Adam hears Chad beg. “Fine. It is Bad Moon Rising by Credence Clearwater Revival.” Adam stops in his tracks, listening closely. He can hear the clanging of utensils dropping to the table and of Chad bouncing on his heels impatiently. “I know that one!” Chad shouts and Bella laughs. Adam resumes walking to the kitchen but stops in the doorway. He sees Bella at the counter, swaying her hips to some invisible music that only she hears as she spreads chocolate icing on the cake.

Tracy Beep! Beep! Beep! The unceasing sound of her phone rang with an incessant peal, waking her up from sleep She tossed her duvet aside, walking sleepily to where her phone is. She answered it without looking at the caller's name. "Hello" she yawned sleepily holding her phone close to her ears. "Tracy, where the hell have you been"? I've been calling all bloody day and night" the caller's voice boomed which she recognized to be that of her friend, Jacqueline.

Of course, fear has a way of summoning exactly what you dread. Footsteps sounded in the stairwell, slow and even. Then in the hallway. They got closer and closer… until they stopped. Right outside my door. - The handle turned, and the door creaked open. The person outside paused, as if inspecting the room. Then they stepped inside. I covered my mouth and curled tighter beneath the bed, afraid to even breathe. Black leather boots crossed the floor with soft, heavy steps. Every footstep felt like it landed straight on my heart.

Adeline shook her head at that, "I'd prefer to walk alone. Please, enjoy your meal with Chloe." "Alright! Be mindful of your surroundings, and don't walk too far," Ethan reminded. And with that, Adeline left on her own. Adeline strolled by the border of the camping site, where it was closest to the forest. Not far away from their spot, she saw a large rock, and she walked over to take a seat on it. Sitting on it, Adeline tried to clear her mind as she listened to the cheerful chirping of the insects in the woods. The forest at night felt like a whole new world for her.