Novel & Cerita Haunting Adeline Trigger Warning Page

I chuckled, closing the distance between us and watching her smile wear off. “You have no idea what’s coming for you, Adeline.” I spat. “Today, you will be exposed. I don’t make promises or threats, my words are like an impending doom, they always come true.” “Watch your tongue!” “You watch yours!” “Enough,” Adeline gritted. “I will end this drama here. I have a witness that will clarify everything.” I frowned at her words, a witness? What was she on about now? Who was this mysterious witness?

“She didn’t want her life to be recorded. She thought it a human essential, not for beings like us. The technology didn’t sit well with her. Even with all my affluence, I could only mount cameras outside the home. I had to honor her wish, somehow. “Our lives seemed perfect without it, until the demon came, lured her from the comfort of where she calls home, and took her life in split seconds…” I could feel the agonizing vibration of his tone; his nerves throbbed up and down with every word. He loved Adeline, no doubts. He still is. A cold creeping dread seeped into my bones at the thought of how much he still loves Adeline. What if he never stops? I could feel a rumbling sound trying to esca

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Adrian nodded, his jaw tight. “It isn’t just the people hunting you,” he said. “It’s the spine itself.” I stared at him. “You mean… the spine will kill me?” Adrian shook his head quickly, as if the thought itself was painful. “No,” he said. “It will use you.” My throat tightened. “Use me how?” Adrian stepped closer, and his voice became urgent. “It’s going to make you a trigger,” he said. “It will activate its defenses through you.”

Normal white lights started coming back on. Adam kept coming, hips jerking, pumping every last drop into me. His cum was running down my thighs. The elevator dinged. The doors began to slide open. Voices of the repair team echoed from the hallway just outside.

I left it charging, so they could use it for as long as they wanted, and if what ghost hunters said was true, they could also draw energy from the battery at the same time. Back to the kitchen, I put to cook, wondering what I could watch over dinner. YouTube kept suggesting me a compilation of the best paranormal evidence captured by the infamous Haunters. No matter how many times I tapped the option to not show it anymore, it kept popping up. So after checking there was nothing interesting to watch anywhere else, I decided I could always have a good laugh and sat to have dinner and watch the rockstars scream like little girls. The moment Brandon Price started his weird off-camera narration,

As if the moon goddess was ignoring them. As if the moon goddess turned her back. “Lady Adeline!” A crisp sound of something tearing woke her senses, and yet as soon as she looked up, droplets of fresh blood splattered on her face, numbing her mind. Her irises narrowed as she stared blankly at the clouded eyes of the head of who had once baked the cookies she would sneak in her room at night. 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:

“Were these any help, detective?” “I’m afraid not,” I said, defeated. I was in a bit of a daze after staring at projected newsprint on the dim screen. I leaned on the desk and looked around the building absentmindedly until my eyes finally settled on a small sign hanging on a table covered with a neat stack of books. “Warning: The Library is Not Responsible for Nightmares!” I read out loud, walking over to look at the books. Well-worn volumes with pink skulls grinning back at me from stickers on their spines. Dracula. Frankenstein. The Invisible Man.

I steeled myself and opened the door. The hallway was awash in red. Smears and spatters of bright and dark blood covered the walls, the floor, and my door. My head reeled. What the hell happened? Why was there so much blood outside my door? Hadn't the guy in 603 seen it through his peephole? I couldn't help looking toward apartment 603. To my surprise, the door stood half-open, and it was dead quiet inside. I picked my way past the bloodstains and made my way to apartment 603.

Sidney Midnight I woke up next to Adeline. Our eyes meet, like ocean currents. I felt in paradise, in the world of heaven. White sheets and curtains, a completely spacious and bright room. I ran my finger across her lower lip and she bit it lightly, setting my body on fire. I took her mouth intensely, devouring it with my hungry tongue. I ran my hand over her abdomen, feeling the volume of her belly that carried my son. I looked back at her and she smiled. His hand took mine, leading it back to the place of his belly. I kissed her forehead and closed my eyes, imagining a peaceful place, but when I opened them, everything was gone. One more… One more nightmare. Of all the nightmares, this one