Haunting Adeline Summary Spoilers Novels & Stories

I didn't make his love choices. "No. I got over that... but then I had my sights on Dylan and it worked but then we turned 18 and he wasn't my mate...I wanted to be Luna to our pack but once again...you was there...always there and It drove me insane" she spat out. The words spat out like she has rehearsed all of this to mean something. A chill ran down my spine as realization dawned upon me. Adeline has been planning this for years. She left barely anything out so she has the perfect plan, the perfect ending for me.

Azalea pulls the chain hard causing Elizabeth to start choking and gasping for air. Elizabeth was losing breath Azalea knew it and pulled the chain harder. It was going to be a slow painful death for Elizabeth. "I'm going to enjoy watching you die right here Elizabeth" Azalea muttered acidly. "Hayden..." Elizabeth whispers softly just as she was about to lose hope. Her eyes turned red and a bright light started to shine brightly around her and the chain got instantly broken.

Hannah got up from the bed and sat at the edge of the bed, staring at the dark view outside the window. "So, happily ever after doesn't exist, huh, Dad?" she whispered, sobbing. * Alden glanced at his watch, noting that it was nearly nine o'clock. He hadn't touched his breakfast, and Hannah still hadn't shown up in the dining room. Still feeling angry, Alden got up and headed toward Hannah's room. When he reached her door and entered, he was stunned to find the room empty. He checked the bathroom, but she wasn't there either. Her belongings were still there—clothes, bags, shoes—nothing was missing.

The grandfather clock’s chimes echoed through the mansion, their deep resonance rattling something primal inside Elliot. Each strike felt like a countdown, a reminder that time was running out—and they were no closer to understanding who was behind the deadly game they had all been forced to play. The remaining group stood in the parlor, their faces pale, their nerves frayed. Lydia’s lifeless body had been moved to the crypt, though the image of her twisted form lingered in everyone’s minds. Elliot could see it in the way Emma kept wringing her hands, in the sharpness of Madeleine’s tone, in the way Sam kept glancing over his shoulder.

"The astrologer said, as soon as you sign here, your stars will immediately align with Charlie's. You… You have to sign… Please." I took the pen without hesitation and signed my name. As I finished the final stroke and lifted my gaze, I met Adrian's venomous gaze. I could see it clearly now—the signs of his decline were written on his face, darker and more defined than ever before. "Claire… Milton… You bitch, how dare you betray me!" he roared. He was about to lunge at me when his body suddenly froze. He clutched his chest, and his face contorted in agony. Then, he coughed up a torrent of crimson blood.

And I lay there, eyes open and trained on the ceiling, mind filled with unending thoughts and sleep refusing to come. Throughout the night, Adaline doesn’t find complete peace. She sleeps in bits and pieces of nothing, serenity refusing to find her. I am guilty. And God knows I’m about to burn this city to the ground until everyone who had a hand in this attack—directly or not—are nothing but ashes. When morning comes, my eyes hold Ada’s unfocused, fluttering ones as she wakes. I offer her a smile. Forced. She’s still surprised, taken aback to find me lying beside her when I’m the last person she expected to see.

I snapped at him, annoyed he was able to grab my attention like he had. “Very well, let’s see where was I? Oh yes, one day I saw the God Anubis and was convinced I had died, I was starving and hallucinating. Anubis approached me and asked if I wanted to avenge my family and escape the dreadful place I was in. Of course, I told him I did, and before I knew it, he was biting into my neck and feeding me his blood. Only when I had awakened did I realize what had happened. I had heard rumors from the guards of monsters that hid in the dark, killing those that crossed their path or making them into the same kind of monster. Confused, I stared at an ordinary man that sat across from me, laughing wi

Adeline’s POV It's been two weeks since the topic of marriage was laid out on the table and since then it's been quite hectic in the Carter household. There's been an obvious change in the atmosphere like everyone is walking on eggshells around me. I know they are being very cautious with words especially prohibited words, like Axel... I stare out of the window in the lecture hall and breathe out a sigh... A bit too loud... Wait. Oh crap the mic is on. Squeezing my eyes shut and then opening them again, I look around pretending like I wasn't the one who did that and just when I thought my plan would be a success, I take a second glance and see everyone staring, at me. Even the professor.

******Later that night***** Through windows, the villa welcomed the passage of the night, the dining room was alive with the vibrant hues of the chandeliers. The room was spirited with laughter as she walked down the staircase. The dining room carried a happy vibe interwoven with the aroma of the meal together. Adeline did not know why, for some reason, she always comes last to the dining. When she got to her seat, she saw him. Her eyes widened swiftly in the realization, She was already suspicious, and now seeing him seated on the table, made her confirm that wild guess. He must be Mr. Williams Luther.

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.