Novel & Cerita Haunting Adeline Trigger Warnings

Wires snaking out from a dirty black box blinking with every second. There was no sound, or screaming. Only the image and time. My hands started shaking. “Dominic?” Diego asked. “What is it?” I couldn’t speak. “Dominic.” Matteo stepped closer, his voice sharp now. “What the hell is it?” They crowded around, trying to see. My fingers couldn’t move. The phone trembled in my grip. Then another ping. A message popped up across the screen. Marry me properly this time. 24 hours. Or you’ll collect their ashes.

After dinner, the cup of milk appeared right on schedule. I lifted the cup, took a couple of sips, and kept the liquid in my mouth. Faking a trip to pour some water, I silently spat it out into the kitchen sink. The faint, bitter aftertaste clung stubbornly to the back of my tongue. I poured the remaining half-glass of milk into the sterile vial. At 1:00 am, thinking I was fast asleep, Alice slipped quietly out of bed. My eyes were cracked open just enough to see her grab her phone and walk out into the living room.

Saw the blood drip into her mouth. “No!” Yvette screamed. The memory ripped away. She fell to the ground, gasping. The ghost of Adeline leaned over her. “You cannot undo the pact,” she whispered. “Only pass it on.” “No.” “Then she dies.” --- --- Yvette stood slowly. Her whole body trembled. “I will never give her to you.” Adeline smiled sadly. “Then take her place.” The room spun. The candles flared. Yvette collapsed into darkness. --- When she awoke, she was back in Cara’s room.

Her face registered shock as she stared at the mass of bloody gore on the floor. “Are you okay?” she asked with concern. “How did you...” her voice trailed off as she stared ahead at the slaughter. “You shouldn’t be here,” I broke out in cold sweat as I interrupted her, knowing she’d ask questions. Questions that I couldn’t answer and questions that I was not ready to answer. But I felt suffocated by her presence... “My son is missing. I have to find him,” Adelia replied. I sniffed the air as I caught a familiar but strange scent somewhere close to me. The scent kept coming closer as I sensed danger approaching. The hairs on my skin stood on end as cold sweat broke out on my body.

A ripple of awe passed through her—she had sensed her sister’s gift was unusual, but to hear it spoken of with such weight stirred something deeper in her. --- Later that morning, Arda and Adeline sat with the Salutary in the library, a room lined with old leather-bound texts and smelling faintly of cedar. Gillow paced near the tall windows, silent but watchful. Adeline’s voice trembled slightly as she recounted her experience. “I went out to the balcony just after sunrise. The light touched me and… I don’t know what came over me. My body seized, I couldn’t move. Then I saw it—flashes, like pieces of another world. There was fighting during the ceremony. Blood. Bodies falling. And mountain a

"I can make you forget the Council. Just one taste, Zane. Let me remind you of the history we almost had." She leaned in, her breasts pressing against my knees, her hands fumbling with my belt. She looked up at me, her tongue darting out to lick her lips, her eyes searching for a flicker of the old fire. "She doesn't even know how to please you," Adeline hissed, her voice sharp with venom. "She’s a cold, little bird. I’m a fire. Let me burn for you." She leaned forward, her mouth opening to take me through the fabric of my trousers, her hands reaching up to shove her breasts into my face, desperate for any contact, any sign that she still held power over me.

But except, to be honest, Adela seemed to have a vague sense of pain in the flesh. "Oh my god, did this girl die because she ran to the highway? Damn this body....oh? This is... Hey system, this is a morgue!" Adela felt a headache because suddenly so many memories passed, and felt pain all over her body, then the memory passed and she saw the scene of "Adela William" running out into the middle of the highway and leaving the big car park. Then go through the body... Ask why the body hurts so much, but the pain is okay, over here she just passed through the air, the system let her wake up in the morgue! Surrounded by the stench of rotten disinfectants and deodorants. The white cloth covered t

Wilbur shouted all of a sudden, "Augheimer, don't look him in the eyes!" Augheimer locked eyes with Adela and felt his mind promptly go blank. Wilbur exploded with an even more powerful energy aura, and Adela struggled with all his might but was unable to escape. He turned into a skeleton instantly before turning to dust and scattering into the air. The energy aura disappeared, and Wilbur fell onto the ground in the sitting position as his chest heaved. Augheimer returned to his senses in a panic, asking, "Wait, where's Adela?" "He's dead."

"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."

The client's company wasn't far away, so I clocked in and headed out to meet them. When I stepped into the elevator, I was still on the phone with Adam, sharing the good news. The moment the doors closed, the lights flickered, and strange mechanical noises echoed. Only then did I realize I was alone in the elevator. The date was June 23—the same day I had fallen to my death in my previous life. "Adam!" I yell into the phone. "The elevator is dropping—"