Haunting Adeline Smut Pages Novels & Stories

He still had the same neutral face and cold eyes, although it may have been her imagination, she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable when staring at it. It felt that his eyes...wasn’t seeing...her. Before they all knew it, they had finished their food and it was them that Blake came over with two other people who were carrying a covered picture frame. “Enough playing around, father. This is the reason why I arrived so late.” “What is it?” Lillian’s mother asked. Arya didn't feel like she needed to pay attention as she took a large gulp of her water. However, once she looked at the picture that was drawn, she nearly choked.

She put down her wine glass and took the table napkin near her before trying to wipe her eyes, thinking there might be something outside. "Are you alright, Adeline? What's wrong?" she heard Thomas getting alerted to her. "I'm fine. I think there's something in my eyes." After wiping gently, she opened up her eyes and saw Thomas and the surrounding colorless, just vivid black and white. She thought, 'It's happening again.' "Was it gone?" Thomas asked her in concern. It left Adeline dumbfounded as she suddenly got up from her seat and excused herself going to the restroom.

The words died in my throat when I realized it wasn't one of my scouts. Adeline stood by the heavy oak doors, her hand still resting on the latch. She wasn't wearing her usual silk dresses. Instead, she was draped in a sheer, transparent robe that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. The firelight from the hearth licked at the curves of her body, casting long, honeyed shadows over skin that had been oiled to a shimmer. "What the hell are you doing in my office, Adeline?" I asked, my voice dropping into a dangerous, low register. “And in that?”

My feet cripples and I collapse on the van floor. A hand pick me up and throw me at the corner. They slammed the boy to my side. He wheezed. I gasp. His head hits my rib side, sending black spots to my eyes. I’m still coughing and gasping for air when a shoe heel pressed itself in my head. Forcing me to bend. “So it wasn’t that challenging to find you.” Adeline said, exerting force to her heel, bending me lower. I catch a crack of glimpse behind her shoe. Her blood red lips curl into a smile. A calculative evil smile. And I can’t suppress the shudder running through my spine. The groundkeeper has settled himself in the passenger seat at the front.

Adeline nods and starts, “I told Esther about Tasian but I didn’t listen to her when she told me to stay away from him. I kept going to meet him. But one day, I wanted to surprise him and so I went to his house without informing him first. It was the day that changed my life forever. I sneak into his house, and just outside his room, I hear voices. I didn’t want to disturb him if he was busy, so I waited. There were voices of girls coming from inside his room, more than one. I was heartbroken. I was about to leave when I saw one of his men coming towards the room and hid behind the curtains. Through a little gap, I see him going inside and three naked women come out of the room. Once the wom

“ Sidney, there are people around... ­Adeline looked around embarrassed. I smiled, enjoying her embarrassment and continued applying the sunscreen to her body, going down to the level of her thighs, giving all my attention to her delicious legs. Discreetly, as if wanting nothing, I ran my hand inside his thigh towards his groin. Spontaneously, she groaned, closing her eyes and trying not to stand out. “ Delicious... “ I whispered, running my hand lightly over his groin, but unfortunately, I couldn't do more than that, not while there were people around us. The drink and food arrived and I really had to take my hands off Adeline. He had ordered a beer and she had a cider, along with the seafo

"Excuse me sir, but there's a lady outside, she's waiting for you." °°°°°°°° Adaline laid on the bed and buried her face in the pillow, she wasn't ready to prepare for the day. She just wanted a little sleep. Adaline breathed in some air with her face still buried in the pillow, but as she took in a deep breath, she noticed that the pillow smelt so different from her own. It smelt masculine and so good, she took deeper breath a number of times, enjoying how good it smelt until it finally clicked.

Adeline Smith, a five-foot-seven, 22-year-old omega and the only daughter of Baron Smith, the leader of the Crimson Pack, stood behind her easel in the pack's massive garden. The evening sun made the garden sparkle, and a gentle breeze danced through the air, rustling the leaves of the oak trees and making Adeline's long, blonde hair flow around her shoulders. She held a palette and paintbrushes with her fingers dappled with different colors.

I know I’m weird—I literally write orc/human princess smut online. “If I were you, I’d start counting…” His voice is so rough right now, thick with lust too. His large hand grabs my left cheek, and I moan, my aching pussy moistening. “I intend to redden this butt. Now count,” he orders, low and dangerous. He gives me enough time to prepare for the next one, but it's not enough to hold back a loud yelp when it comes. “One.” I manage to whisper, tears plopping from my eyes onto the blanket. Cold sweat prickles on my skin, a perpetual heat swirling in my stomach, making me go dizzy with overwhelming emotions.

Present day 2 years later, in 2017 Adeline’s POV: I awoke suddenly with a distasteful sensation. The domino effect of first seeing where I am; home? Check. What’s that awful smell; alcohol breath? Check. That toe curing sensation; migraine. Lavishing, amazing, lovely! I would say I would never go within a 5-meter diameter with alcohol but who am I kidding, I’ve said that since freshman year in university.