Haunting Adeline Summary Spoilers Novels & Stories

I clench my fist and just I feel his presence behind me, I whirl around quickly, throwing my fist at him. He catches it easily, pushing me until my back hit the cool surface of the wall. “So predictable. I taught you better than this, Freya.” I freeze, my hands falling to my sides. He knows. He reaches for my veil and yank it off. A small smile curls at his lips. “I recognize these eyes anywhere.” ***** THIRD PERSON'S POV Adeline watches from the shadows the bustling of the tavern she left her daughter. Chatters and laughter floats from the house as a female dances at a makeshift stage.

" Adeline shouted and tried to stand, but her knees shook with a strange intensity. She fell back. "Watch how you deteriorate slowly. The wound on your back will speed up the action, and that wound will start spreading till you die in three hours. No one is coming to save you anyways. See you in hell." Poe waved, walking out of the basement. "Poe!!!!!" Adeline screamed helplessly on the ground as the door closed.

"Williams tried to politically assassinate me over the appetizer course." "He does that to everyone." "And the terrifying magazine woman looked directly into my soul at one point. I felt her reading my browser history." "Also normal." The elevator arrives with a soft chime, and we step inside together, the doors sliding shut on the muted gold of the hallway. Silence settles between us for a beat, comfortable in a way silence rarely manages to be around me. Adeline shifts her weight against the mirrored wall. "There are only four days left." I look at her. "I understand."

He knew their paths would diverge, their destinies forever apart, but the memory of their intimate encounter would forever be imprinted upon his immortal soul. With a final, longing glance, the vampire silently departed, melting into the shadows with a blend of longing and melancholy. Amira stirred from her slumber, her eyes fluttering open, as if awakening from a dream. A radiant smile graced her lips, unaware of the nocturnal visitor who had gifted her with an awakening, both sensual and profound. ________________________________

I hugged her and comforted her until she fell asleep. Devon got lost in his thoughts as he recall what happened that morning. He also remembered Lucy's face and the green flecks in her eyes as he looked at her. "Damn, Hannah. I just miss you so much." Devon said as tears fall from his eyes. After a few moments, he composed himself and drove off. Meanwhile, inside Room 515. Hell was about to break loose. Cassidy's eyes started to open and she saw the Callalillies at the table at the foot of her bed.

The moment Lina’s eyes shot over her Ma's shoulder to lock directly onto mine, I forgot about everything. The sight of Lina in my oversized black shirt was everything. She was practically drowning in the fabric. The hem was hitting her mid-thigh, exposing her juicy thighs. Fuck, I wanted them to crush my fuckin skull. "Are you listening to me, Adelina?" But as I became aware of Willow’s voice, I felt irritated all over. What the fuck is she even doing here? Others might be deceived but I know for a fucking fact Willow West doesn't care about her daughter.

The more she walked, the less she saw anyone, until she was completely alone. As she turned the corner, she saw Tina standing there. A gun in her hand. “Good girl,” Tina grinned. “I like people who obey instructions. Turn off your phone and hand it over.” Adele obeyed. “Where is Jay?” “Let's go see him. How is Dan? Hope all this hasn’t upset him?” Adele ignored her. They walked until they came to a rundown house. “It used to be a beach house for a elderly couple who have both died.” Tina explained, pushing her in.

Brent probably went to check on Shawna, and Tor will be busy overseeing the surrender of the survivors. “Did you find Harriet?” Brent asks. “No. Just her lackey.” “I’m no one’s lackey,” Adele protests. “I am Lady Adele, high mistress of-” Amalie’s eyes flash and Adele goes whiter than white. With her free hand, she starts to claw at her neck. She slowly turns crimson, then blue. “Edira stop!” I order and push my aura out at Amalie. My mate falls to her knees, breathing heavily and trembling from head to toe while Adele inhales sharply and starts to whimper.

“She hadn't gone abroad. She had gone to live with Marino, hiding in the shadows of the Vitale estate. I thought that chapter was over. I was happy. I was in love. Adeline and I married right after university, completely unaware of the malice brewing behind us. It was my greatest mistake—believing that a woman like Lilah would simply move on. I didn't realize she had become a monster.” He turned back to me, his eyes wet with a grief that looked decades old. “Adeline became pregnant. It was the happiest time of our lives. But on the night she gave birth to my daughter—October 15, 2003—Lilah returned to the hospital. There was a security breach, a fire alarm... chaos. By the time the smoke cle