Haunting Adeline Tattoo Novels & Stories

"We just need to get out of the open. We’ll find a place to hide together. A hollow log, a cave... anything." "Hide?" A sharp voice cut through the dark from just behind us. Even though I couldn’t see her face clearly, I knew it was Mirabel. I would recognize that sneering tone anywhere. "That’s your big plan, Adeline?" She chuckled and stepped closer. "You three really think hiding like scared rabbits is going to save you? If you had a single wolf between the three of you, maybe you’d have a real chance at surviving the night. But no, you’ll probably just trip over each other in the first five minutes and serve yourselves up on a silver platter."

It body got drained of blood, has no leg to move but rather moves through the air, it head was of the exact shape of a skeleton. I couldn't control my feet anymore for the speed exceed that of Usain Bolt athlete. As I tried to run inside the house, she was right behind me just as I read it in the Black Cults book that ghost in Tortuga are faster than any human. She almost entered the house with me but Sorcerer pointed a stalf at her, casting the spell, "INCENDIO" with wide range of fire coming out. And then she vanished.

Adele was known to love people acknowledging and praising her like a goddess, she always had a warm and lovely smile on her beautiful face that was no different from Adaline. Adaline was a dumb girl, she was always mute and was known to always be alone with a poker face giving out no emotion on her expressionless face. It was as if she hated her presence being known and if she and Adele made an appearance in public gatherings together, it was always Adele who caught the attention while she was like an unwanted background and a cold statue. Although they were identical, they could still be differentiated, Adaline had charcoal black hair, very long reaching the middle of her buttocks, dark sou

It wasn’t even a common name. In my fucked up mind, I had almost believed Angelica was a ghost sent to torment me with that tattoo on her belly. After seeing her file, I understood why she would have a hyacinth tattooed on her. Only this time, the tattoo was the last thing I could see.

I hesitated in the open doorway to the bathroom, eyeing the crisp white towels I would quickly soil, when I heard the rustle of magazines followed by Adley’s voice. “…ooh, nice tattoo.” She cooed, her eyes on my back. Her baby-pink lips curved into a mischievous grin, “I have a butterfly tattoo on my—.” Her laughter, light and whimsical, trickled into the bathroom from underneath the door I hastily shut.

“Most are more ‘in the moment’ types of things, but there are a few that are close to my heart.” When she hears me say that, I see her fingers stop moving and she leans closer to look at where my heart is. She studies the intricate tattoo for a while and then I see her eyes light up and her mouth goes into a little O. The tattoo is one that is very special to me. It’s an intricate tree and while the base holds my family, the branches hold the names of the people who mean the most to me. Addison’s name is the first that I had done. It’s twisted and braided and there are small white tulips throughout her name.

I leaned forward, focusing on the tattoo before me. It was a serpent biting its own tail. More like swallowing it. But it wasn't in its usual circular figure. It was in an 8-figure. It was not that huge, but it was noticeable. It stretched from his nape to his lower back. My fingers moved with caution to feel the tattoo. The ink was black. It made the serpent appear more realistic and frightening. Typical Hael. By the time I lifted my gaze, Elion was already sitting in front of me just like Hael.

he said, resting his hands on the back of my chair. Don’t ask me how any of that footage looked. It was hard to keep my eyes on the screen, mostly because seeing me there made me feel so awkward, but also because he would point at one of the four images now and then, his hand brushing my shoulder and his hoodie pressing against the back of my head. What I did register was a very discreet tattoo on the back of his right hand, between his index and his thumb. It looked like some kind of sigil. Lucky me, the Collins came knocking, to bring our guests vegan provisions for six months, give or take, and ask if it was okay to do some housekeeping for them. I excused myself at the speed of light and

“Perhaps I shouldn’t have erased your memory about the recipe. I should’ve erased all of your memory about magic, so you’d never practice magic anymore. That way, you won’t do anyone any harm.” I twirled my wrist and summoned a ball of red smoke in my right hand. “Give me the key now and I might let you have your magic.” “Your magic won’t work on me,” said Adelina, accompanied by a cunning, sickening smile. “You see this.” She pulled up her sleeves, revealing her tattooed arms. “These are runes. It protects me from any mind-controlling tricks, including yours.” She began to laugh maniacally. “Do you honestly think that after you erased my memory about the recipe of my most precious poison, I

I have chosen a secure place where the wind is strong and my scent is guaranteed to be swept away. I love you. I know you will be mad. But don't blame Logan or Chloe. I have been planning this for a long time. Let me rest in peace. Let me be free of my fear for the future. Let me be reunited with Mother. Let me watch over you and your pups. Love your baby sister, Adeline