Haunting Adeline Triggers Mga Nobela at Kwento

Picking him up and tossed him on the wooden benches, breaking them apart. "Don’t you know. Humans are to play with not to keep in as bloody lovers. How the fucking hell you can resist it". Adam moved to stand behind Callum. Bending on him. Sniffing his neck.. "Do you see the pulse here? See its throbbing. Flowing with the blood". Adam scratched a nail on the pulse at the side of his neck drawing blood. "Hmmmmmm. I am high just sniffing it. How would it taste to have the warmth of this blood on my tongue? Wanna try"? Adam challenged as blood was oozing from the wounds.

I slammed my mind walls shut, he clearly needed time to chill, and I needed the space to breathe. This was the torment I had been dealing with ever since I met Adeline in my literature class a week ago. Dax had been making my life a living hell with his relentless demands to mate and mark her. Heck, I couldn't even remember how many times he had forced me to run to her window under the cover of night, just to be close enough to inhale that intoxicating scent of hers. It was the only thing keeping him sane, that, and a brutal spar with some of the pack warriors.

He lunged for the bathroom to make himself throw up, but a sharp, searing pain had already erupted in his gut. "You crazy—" He gasped, barely forcing the words out. But Adeline just kept smiling—a cold, empty smile. She picked up the fruit knife from the coffee table and plunged it into his chest. Over and over. "Anyone who toys with a true heart deserves to die." When her strength gave out, she collapsed to the floor, sobbing. Dark, blood-red liquid spilled from her lips as she opened her mouth. Then she fell still. Her eyes stayed open, staring at nothing.

He stormed out without another word. The door slammed behind him. I waited until the echo faded before pulling my phone out again. Still no reply from Adeline. She’d read it, I was sure of it. But she hadn’t said anything back. The little Canary that makes me even more intrigued. She wasn’t just some drunk girl who made a mistake. She knew what she was doing. She looked me in the eye and dared me to cross the line—and when I did, she didn’t flinch. And now she was hiding?

The room felt so cold. Adrain slowly walked towards her, his footsteps echoed through the room. Tap! Tap!! Tap!!! He stopped beside her. Clara quickly closed her eyes. She remembered what the ghost had told her, Don’t look into his eyes. No matter what happens… Don’t do it. “Clara,” Adrain called her softly. She refused to answer. “Look at me!” She shook her head. “No,” Clara refused. His voice remained calm. “I said…. Look at me.”

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:

"What the hell is going on? Why can't I wake up when this dream looks real?" It had been several months, and it would not be like what Chloe said, he would do evil things with ghosts at night. As soon as he thought of this, Adeline felt a chill run down his spine. She subconsciously lifted the quilt a little higher. It was so scary! Besides, she would only have such a dream after returning to the Lockwood family. Was there anything dirty in the Lockwood family's house? She really wanted to find someone to ask what was going on.

"I will kill all the members of your family if you do not offer yourself to me. I will bring you to the situation when you will intentionally come to me and plead to save your family members by offering yourself to me." Amara walked helpless towards the haunted mansion. She felt numb and lifeless for the happenings around her. The words of the sage begin to ring in her ears. "It will be the dark night without the moon, the onset of heavy storm and the shrill howls of dogs. There will be an unfathomable clamor present in the atmosphere, the unwelcoming cries of the eagles and the uproar of tumult yowls from everywhere around will be the indication to alert you it was the one and only day in y

The more I tried to move, the more immobile I got until it felt like my body had become a statue. My ears rang with someone's laughter. I couldn't recognize who was laughing. At first, it seemed like the moon goddess was laughing at me, but then the laughter turned into my sister's. Her laughter rang louder and louder in my ear until it drove me towards the edge of insanity. "I killed two Alpha wolves! I'll have their heads on the wall of my ship's cabin! They'd look so beautiful there!" Adeline's words rang in my ears, terrifying me even more.

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.