Haunting Adeline Prequel Novels & Stories

Stefano explained. “He took your wife. Why?” “I turned Adeline into a daemon. That means my blood runs in her veins. So, she is half-Angel and half-Daemon. She might not be as powerful as I am, but her blood could give Angel of Death enhancement in many aspects.” the High Lord answered. He flipped the same book. “And, I know she’s alive all along.” “Whoa, what are you talking about? You know Adeline is alive all these times?” Clavier stopped him from explaining further. “So this whole time, you know she’s alive?”

"We just need to get out of the open. We’ll find a place to hide together. A hollow log, a cave... anything." "Hide?" A sharp voice cut through the dark from just behind us. Even though I couldn’t see her face clearly, I knew it was Mirabel. I would recognize that sneering tone anywhere. "That’s your big plan, Adeline?" She chuckled and stepped closer. "You three really think hiding like scared rabbits is going to save you? If you had a single wolf between the three of you, maybe you’d have a real chance at surviving the night. But no, you’ll probably just trip over each other in the first five minutes and serve yourselves up on a silver platter."

Had he told me all that now, I would’ve come to a very different conclusion. The library felt unusually crowded, like all the Blotters were surrounding me and just as upset as I was. And they were. Using the apps on both the tablet and my phone, they explained the origins of those thuds. Sit tight. I know I did. Turned out the infamous Haunters had been to the Manor twice. Once for their first season, and then again for their hundredth episode, on season five. Apparently, they hadn’t come alone on their last visit. Along with all the production crew and sycophants, Brandon Price had brought a dark attachment he’d picked up at some other location they’d investigated. And while shooting at the

“My sister-in-law and the relic Odin himself gave her to protect. My brother has been searching for her and I haven’t heard from him in months, I have been working with Valhalla Bridge to find my sister-in-law and my brother and hopefully the relic she protects.” No wonder the order was so set on recovering the stolen property. He moved closer to me, placing his hands on my shoulders, “I know this is a lot to take in, I can let you digest it, and we can talk about it later, ok?” I frowned, “what’s there to think about, we have to find her and the relic. Before they do, gods know what with it.” “My wolf sees you as his mate, I want to give you time to process that because I am hoping you will

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.

"She is gone. They took her." I stood up from my chair so fast that the heavy wooden seat fell backward onto the stone floor with a loud crash. The entire hall went completely silent. The music stopped playing, and every lord turned to look at the royal table. "Who is gone?" I demanded. "Adeline," Malcolm whispered, looking up at me with terror in his eyes. "Alpha Hilton and his trackers left the castle gates ten minutes ago through the side exits. They found out she was trying to escape, and they are hunting her down right now. They took their hunting hounds and their weapons."

I look at Zayd, holding Alina, and wonder how he could move on when I am stuck. "Adaline." It is five years ago, and I am breaking on the floor because my best girl is gone. Zoe is dead, and I killed her. I have been atoning for five years, and it's not enough. Zoe is -- "Adaline." dead, she is dead. adaline. "ADALINE." I look at my husband, does he feel the rip in my soul, how fractured it is. I feel him take me in his arm, and the next second we are home, the perks of being a Lycan.

After hanging up, Adeline's long fingers scrolled through photos of Lizzie and Jacob. She had intended to meet Lizzie earlier in the day. Since Lizzie didn't know about her, she planned to make her aware. Adeline was Bruno's lover, not Lizzie. But she hadn't expected to witness such a juicy scene. Regardless of whether there were lingering feelings or not, she intended to make good use of those photos.

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.

"I'm begging you like this, and you're still saying no? You're making things up just to hurt me?!" She was crying so hard that it almost reminded me of myself back then—hysterical, desperate, demanding answers after finding out about her and Chuck. Now, the tables had turned. "This is reality. Wendy and I grew up together, and our families are fully on board. I misjudged you before and hurt her feelings, but thankfully, she was willing to wait for me." Alicia looked like she'd been struck by lightning, her face drained of color. "Wendy? Wendy Dunhill? No… that's impossible! You… you're marrying into the Dunhill family? Not your sister?!"