Haunting Adeline Summary Spoilers Novels & Stories

I only knew it, the same as I'd known with the dying wolf in the woods. "Let me try," I heard myself say. The old Healer coughed from the floor, clutching his ribs. "Try? Girl, I have forty years in the craft and I couldn't hold him. You'll be dead before you reach the middle of the room." But Adeline was in the doorway now, both hands pressed white against her mouth, and her eyes were only on her son. Whatever else that woman was, the terror on her face was real. "Let her try," she whispered. "Please. Let her."

I couldn't even blame him, he had warned me and yet my rose colored glasses had prevented me from seeing the truth. “A few days ago, I found Adeline's body on the ground of my hotel balcony, I panicked, I called the ambulance, I tried to revive her and yet nothing happened. She was taken away by the well-known LEONIDOVICH Hospital ambulance after being announced dead there in front of me" he had added that fake teary voice again and the comments were eating it right up. He sniffed before he began again, "And then you can imagine my shock and pain when she was suddenly alive again. Right after she had died in my arms” he made his hands into a cradle.

he said. Then he turned and walked out without looking back. The men followed him immediately. The doors shut. Silence swallowed the room. Adaline stood frozen in the middle of it all. Twenty four hours. The words echoed in her mind repeatedly. What happens after twenty four hours? Her body trembled slightly. Was he going to kill her? Or something worse?. Her chest tightened. Because no one knows what Ronan Frost has in mind.

She thought of the morning when she had found Damon cold and pale in their bed, and her mind shifted to the previous night when everything had been so different. Damon sat in his makeshift study, surrounded by stacks of information. He read through the books around him and took up his black ballpoint pen every so often to write. Anne had slipped in to wish him goodnight, initially, but hadn’t said anything in the end. He had paused in his writing to accept the drink from her. They shared their last moment without words. Damon came to bed late. He never woke up again. Now Anne was here, buried almost halfway into the frozen white snow of the mountain. What really brought her here? Was it madn

Adeline has to live in a world full of betrayals, problems, and mistakes with a bit of miracle. Adeline woke up the next day after the alarm sounded. From what she remembered, she never had an alarm clock. Therefore, where did that loud and annoying sound come from? She suddenly hears a groan. A man’s morning groan. She gathered her thoughts before realizing she’s not in her apartment. She’s at someone else’s and she didn’t know whose. Adeline could feel the bed moving and she’s lying to it, although she’s not the one moving. She carefully turned her head on the right side to see who’s sleeping right next to her, and a piercing scream broke the morning silence.

Every motion carried a sense of liveliness, yet a dull ache lingered in her chest, knowing that with every passing day, their separation drew closer. As she stood on a small chair to adjust the edge of the curtain, the wind outside suddenly howled. A freezing draft seeped through the window right along with it. Moments later, a loud, threatening boom of thunder echoed, followed by a sharp flash of lightning that temporarily illuminated the dark room. "Oh, goodness!" Adeline shrieked in sheer surprise. Panicking, she nearly slipped off the chair, scrambling down quickly while clutching the fabric. As more thunder and lightning followed, fear overtook her, and she broke into tears.

She looked intently around the room until her eyes settled on me and she rushed over, eyes alight like a kid in a candy store. “You’ll never guess what’s going on. Lorenzo never showed up and the high-and-mighty Cate is having a total freak out!” Adeline said gleefully, with a hint of deviousness shining in her smile. “Really?” I answered in a lighter tone than I meant to. Adeline nodded with excitement. She opened her mouth to say more, but as she took a step closer her shoulder bumped a tray that came toppling down, spilling tomato soup all over her uniform. Before either of us could register the accident, the head chef shouted at us from his station.

Her hands shook and her heart trembled, and despite the haywire in his mind, all she could ever utter out was the name of someone who was no more: “Xavier…” THE NIGHT darkened, and for sure would be long. Adeline stirred. The relief from her deep sleep almost made her feel comfortable, but the jiggles of metals had her jolting awake. Her eyes met the familiar layout of a ceiling, causing a furrow in between her brows. How cruel. Locking her in her own pack's cell—well played. "L—Lady Adeline?" a timid voice sounded from nowhere. Adeline craned her neck and narrowed her eyes to find the source, until the lingering echo drowned under the consecutive sound of chains.

Ximena/Angela’s POV Aunt Sadie remained silent until Penelope had finished with Raven and put her to sleep. “I don’t know why, but I feel the need to help Hudson get out of there. Something tells me that if he doesn’t get out soon, something terrible might happen. Remember how Mila ended up,” Aunt Sadie explained after Penelope left. “Do you think Adeline’s ghost is involved?” I asked awkwardly. “I don’t believe in ghosts or resurrection. Adeline is gone, but her conspirators are still alive,” she said firmly, as if she knew exactly who was behind everything.

Chloe helped her to bed and then went out to close the door! As soon as Chloe went out, Adeline lay in bed, his mind filled with the scene of Ronald's car accident today. She was fine a moment ago, but why did she become like this in the next moment? Did she do something bad in her last life to make her pay for it in this life? Tears welled up again and again, but the well water never stopped flowing! "Adeline, get up!" Zoey and Helen rushed in angrily, ready to pull Adeline up from the bed!