Haunting Adeline Triggers Novels & Stories

rich. ‎" Oh well this is Adeline" my dad smiled at me as the man opposite him turned to me. He looked deep into my eyes I felt small under his gaze. I looked away as I looked down. I could still feel his stare. I heard him hum lightly which made me look up. ‎"This will do" the man said as he stood up and his men followed him out. But my dad stood up and stopped them before they left. ‎"this is my older daughter. The deal was for the youngest" my dad chimed. A what? I was so lost.

"Then... why are you here? Were you waiting for me to wake up?" Adeline hugged herself slightly; her temperature was still high, and she was shivering. An IV was already in her hand. She realized she was at her absolute breaking point. "Do you know Julian is getting married?" Adeline nodded weakly. "Yes..." "Is that why you were at the venue? The people who brought you in said you collapsed after standing there for two hours." Adeline fell silent. She realized she had been acting like a madwoman, driven by the relentless tragedies that had struck her. They had battered her mental state until she had lost herself in the darkness.

Three years after my death, my soul was still trapped next to Katrina Cobb. I witnessed how that once vibrant and bright young woman eventually turned into a cripple. She was hunched over, rummaging through a pile of rotting garbage. I floated above her head, looking at her messy, straw-like hair, my heart aching for her. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't shed a single tear. "Trina, please, stop picking at the trash. Your hands are all cut…"

Knox's smile returned, tinged with satisfaction at her compliance. "Yes?" he replied, his voice tinged with a hint of triumph. Taking a steadying breath, Adeline slowly resumed her seat, her gaze fixed unwaveringly on Knox. The room seemed to hold its breath, its very air thick with anticipation, as she mustered the strength to begin recounting her haunting tale. Her words, like delicate threads, wove a tapestry of profound loss, relentless survival, and a desperate search for answers that had consumed her every waking moment.

she hinted. My eyes widened when I saw a thick fog coming out of Adeline's hand and beginning to envelop me completely. “What is this? What are you doing?” I shouted at her. But it was too late: the fog had entered my nostrils and, in a matter of seconds, all I remember is passing out. *** Bradley “I'm sorry, my master, I had no choice, the girl was hysterical,” I heard Adeline say with her face in her hands. In fact, I couldn't even scream. After all, the whole mansion heard the screams of my mate, who was clearly in a state of panic.

I wanted my cock between her loose lips, her lax tongue moving at my will but I’m no rapist no matter how psychopathic I can be. Lifting her shirt just enough to expose her abdomen, I brought the tip of the sharpie to her skin and went to work. Sliding her dress a bit to expose her inner thighs, I added more. I finished by pulling her underwear down exposing her smooth cunt and adding a few more choice words. To Adeline, music is her way out but she’s a liar in that aspect. She wants to be someone else, but I’m here to remind that the ghost of her past will continue to haunt her, and what she did to me will not go without retribution.

“Adeline, come on!” Warm liquid seeps through Adeline’s clothes, and into the ground. I make quick work to press my hands as firmly as I can to the two holes in her body. The crimson liquid coats my arms in a matter of seconds, as the life drains out of her. “No, no, no. Please, say something Adie.” But Adeline stays still no matter how much I shake her. My vision blurs as my tears overflow, falling to Adeline’s cheeks, and that’s when I finally notice her eyes… lifeless and dull.

Reaching back into the recesses of my mind, I search for Adeline. 'Adeline,' I whisper weakly in my mind. 'I am here,' her voice and presence is weak within me. 'What happened?' I ask her hoping that she remembers more than what I do. 'I don't know,' Adeline's voice is fading softer and softer. 'But I feel myself fading away.' 'Adeline,' I call out in my mind as loud as I can but there is no response. 'Adeline,' I whisper again but she is gone.

The day I had lost my Adeline. The maidens flocking around her room, the endless chatter and buzzing, which slowly faded into a deafening silence. The sound of her soul leaving her body… All of it had haunted me, reminding me of one of my greatest losses. The fear of reliving that nightmare was enough to wreck me.

Pack up your things now and leave! Then, he slapped her again with the back of his hand and shoved her away. Lacey, who had still been demanding his explanation, finally came to her senses and realized that her status and identity had always been superficial. All it took was a single word from Elton, and everything she had now would vanish instantly. Panic appeared in Lacey's eyes. She looked at Elton rather timidly and squeezed out a smile at him with much effort. "M-Mr. Baldwin… I'd been too rash just now. I didn't mean all of that! Don't be angry… I-I don't mind if you sleep with Giselle too, but please don't cast me aside… Please don't fire me…"