Novel & Cerita Haunting Adeline Smut Pages

he smiles, running his fingers through my curls as I pull out of his arms. “I thought so too.” I smile, still refusing to cry. “Okay, so remember, tomorrow you need to set your online profile up, and I want you to use the pen name “The Smut Slut”. I nod, making a mental note of the name. “The quicker you set it up, the quicker you can start working. All dates will be run by me first just to make sure you're not being sent off with a fucking weirdo, a killer, or someone who's just bad news. I'll take care of you like I promised, Savage, so don't worry your pretty little head about a thing.” He knocks back a shot of tequila and smiles, grabbing Lexi and pulling her onto his lap. “Alright, I'll

Her mind went blank, unable to think of anything, as she watched his hand move up and down without pause. Besides Levi's panting, the atmosphere was extremely awkward, or rather, Bella was the only one who felt that way. While Bella was still bewildered and didn't know what to do, the speed of his hands became faster, and before long, white semen shot out, he even deliberately shot it on Bella's lower abdomen. That milky white liquid flowed from Bella's lower abdomen down to her other sensitive place, this scene was extremely erotic and lascivious. “AAA… You… you…” Bella stammered speechlessly, having to witness the entire embarrassing process, she was bewildered, looking at Levi and then at

Theresa was old enough to have experience, but looked young enough to please Salem’s eyes—two key requirements for a housekeeper in his home. “Where is Salem now?” I asked. A good feeding would soothe my nerves. “He’s not at home, my lady. I couldn’t tell you.” Grumbling, I headed to Salem’s library. Perhaps he had a book I could entertain myself with. Once there, I found a book lying open on a desk. It was titled Mythic Bloodlines: Lost & Fabled Lilitu. Curious, I studied an illustration on the open page. It depicted a trio of strange-looking women, just like the ones Salem had been painting all this time. The accompanying text stated:

The air between us had always crackled like summer lightning..unpredictable, scorching, impossible to ignore. From the moment I first laid eyes on her at that dimly lit rooftop gathering, I knew she was trouble wrapped in temptation. Her name was Ada, but to me, she was fire incarnate. A thicc goddess with curves that could make a man forget his own name. Her face card was flawless..high cheekbones, full lips painted a sinful red, and those eyes… Lord, those pretty eyes. Deep hazel flecked with gold, framed by thick lashes that fluttered like secrets waiting to be unveiled. They held me captive, promising pleasures untold.

Of course I didn't tell her how many times she did. Eva on the other hand would not stop crying and when she eventually did, she started screaming about how much she hated men which was quite funny, considering the fact that she just said she was heartbroken. Eventually they both fell asleep, after much tussle and hassle, I asked Hannah to change Adeline’s clothing. “What are you thinking about so much? Your girlfriend is siding with your demonic cousin.” Ric said, I raised my eyebrows “He’s not my boyfriend, Ric.” Adeline says while Denola snorted.

Not yet. I turned onto my side, eyes landing on my nightstand. The book I’d finished last two weeks still sat there—Haunting Adeline. It had been a ride, to say the least. Dark, twisted, and completely unhinged. I grabbed the book and traced the cover absentmindedly, my mind still spinning from the way it had ended. And Zade? God. That man was insane, but in the best way. I couldn't even count how many times I had to pause and process the things he said.

He kept thrusting through his orgasm, pumping every drop deep inside her. They stayed like that for a long moment. panting, sweaty and still connected. Luca finally pulled out slowly, watching with dark satisfaction as his cum dripped from her well-fucked pussy down her thighs. He slapped her ass lightly. “Clean yourself up, Miss Adeline,” he said, voice rough. “We still have work to do tomorrow.” Adeline turned her head, flushed and trembling, a small, satisfied smile on her lips. “Yes, Mr. Pierce.”

The tale sent shivers down her spine; it was so wonderfully written, and the emotions that came from it were too real. As she read, a gust of wind suddenly blew across the room, and the pages flipped. She was surprised, knowing that she had already closed everything. However, before she could even bother to worry about where that wind came from, she was already drawn to a section where the pages had landed. It was about a ceremony for the werewolf prince to choose his mate. The possible mates were all invited to their palace to participate in this very important event. After the ceremony, the prince would then take over the title of King.

After he left, the mansion became unusually quiet. Mrs Margareta found Adaline downstairs later in the afternoon sitting in the living room with a book she clearly was not paying attention to. Mrs Margareta sat opposite her with an unreadable smile. “So,” she began. Adaline looked up cautiously. “So what?” “Tell me everything.” Adaline immediately coughed violently. Mrs Margareta widened her eyes. “Do you need water?” She quickly signaled one of the servants. “No, I’m fine,” Adaline said quickly, embarrassed. “Something just entered my throat.”

“Adeline, come on!” Warm liquid seeps through Adeline’s clothes, and into the ground. I make quick work to press my hands as firmly as I can to the two holes in her body. The crimson liquid coats my arms in a matter of seconds, as the life drains out of her. “No, no, no. Please, say something Adie.” But Adeline stays still no matter how much I shake her. My vision blurs as my tears overflow, falling to Adeline’s cheeks, and that’s when I finally notice her eyes… lifeless and dull.