Haunting Adeline Sequel Novels & Stories

I wanted my cock between her loose lips, her lax tongue moving at my will but I’m no rapist no matter how psychopathic I can be. Lifting her shirt just enough to expose her abdomen, I brought the tip of the sharpie to her skin and went to work. Sliding her dress a bit to expose her inner thighs, I added more. I finished by pulling her underwear down exposing her smooth cunt and adding a few more choice words. To Adeline, music is her way out but she’s a liar in that aspect. She wants to be someone else, but I’m here to remind that the ghost of her past will continue to haunt her, and what she did to me will not go without retribution.

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.

I stood over the desk for a moment before straightening up. The finger-tapping habit, the white orchids, the way Adrian looked at me across the ballroom in the Whitmore Gala night, like something in him already knew and couldn’t name it yet. I had spent so much energy managing his suspicion that I had almost missed the most important question entirely. If Adrian hadn’t arranged the accident, then someone inside his own family had. And that same someone had watched silently for four years while Serena Vale stayed buried and Adrian Laurent strengthened his empire above her grave.

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.”

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?”

I asked as I got up from the bed, walking towards the table in the room, I poured myself a cup of water as I waited for him to speak. "I found Miss Adeline." He tells me, I paused as soon as I heard that, he found Adeline? the same place Ran told me about? "Where is she?" I asked him, "I will send you an address now sir, it is an abandoned building on the east side, it is heavily guarded." He tells me. "Send me the address," I tell him and hung up the call, I looked at the time and it was already twenty minutes past 7 am.

Whatever is in this house is evil…pure evil! For the longest while all three of them sat in stunned silence after Beth read from Polly’s journal. What they just learned was almost beyond belief.Polly's own sister,had seen the second entity of which Lady Katherine had spoken of.Although Beth did not want to acknowledge it out loud,her heart and mind told her that Ginny's tormentor must be the lady in the shadows.The one who wanted her dead. “Aunt Ginny must have been so scared,”Marcus finally said.”Who in their right mind would not be?”

What are you taking me for? Lacey chortled out loud. She covered her nose and took a few steps backward, keeping a fair distance away from him. "You can think whatever you want, but we're through. And you should stop bothering me again." In my past life, Xavier had been very easily swayed by Lacey and convinced to help her throw me off the roof to my death. It was obvious that he was simply obsessed and even infatuated with her. So, in this life, of course, he also wasn't going to take her flimsy excuse to break up.

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. ***

Saw the blood drip into her mouth. “No!” Yvette screamed. The memory ripped away. She fell to the ground, gasping. The ghost of Adeline leaned over her. “You cannot undo the pact,” she whispered. “Only pass it on.” “No.” “Then she dies.” --- --- Yvette stood slowly. Her whole body trembled. “I will never give her to you.” Adeline smiled sadly. “Then take her place.” The room spun. The candles flared. Yvette collapsed into darkness. --- When she awoke, she was back in Cara’s room.