Haunting Adeline Triggers Novels & Stories

“Let’s go Andrews!” Officer Andrews nodded quickly and rushed out of the room, without a second glance at the families. William Wilcox took a couple of deep and anxious breaths before he muttered “I thought ghosts lived in the past!” “Not ours no. They live in our present. But I have to admit, the boys were right about Roger Thomas. He’s not a man to be messed with.” Joe took a deep breath and then held out a shaking arm to his wife. “Will you stay?” Cynthia asked Adelaide softly. “Elizabeth and Saon might pop in and out, but they won’t do anything except care for him.”

I called over my shoulder Burney nodded and leapt what took me four steps to cover before disappearing through the broken pane. I stepped in after him and cringed, landing on top of the wet flesh of a Taken. Panic coursed through my veins as I stepped off its cooling body. All his wounds were glass related, which meant the shade was still here. I swallowed my fear and looked up.

"That is both disgusting, disturbing, and idiotic if a spellcaster or a cult would make a cure that could be broken by a kiss. Besides, the dreams are getting worse, but I've learned that having people with me and having fun most of the time is enough to somehow help me ignore the shadow." "What about your bad dreams, Shyne? Your nightmares are getting worse, and anytime that you don't have nightmares, the hallucination happens. It's been a month since we found out about Rian's death. I think it's time for you to go back home and find more clues about how this can stop. Maybe your parents can find a spellcaster or something. I'm sure they can afford to pay for a voodoo person."

“You won't believe this, Austine.” “Believe what? Did you find something leading us to the killer? I'll be back, Officer Laney,” Austine said. Jane heard the heavy footsteps of him on the line and the sounds of a radio in the background playing Alone by Alan Walker. She bit her lower lip. “You need to see this after you're done there.” “Seriously, Office Adair? Why not now? There's a lot of things you ask me to do. I probably end by the midnight,” he groaned, and sounded amused.

Adeline was shocked. “Are these werewolves able to read minds?” Adeline thought in her mind. “We can't read minds but it's written all over your face. Your expressions are kinda readable.” Josephine told her how they can tell what's going on in her mind. When Adeline was back in Allister house everyone was happy to have her back. She noticed only Vasili was missing there. So she excused herself and went to meet her husband. When she opened the door the room was dark and it was filled with smoke.

Was she trying to make me think she was better than those betrayers I call family? I moved closer to her and in fright she took steps backwards, hitting her back on the wall as there was no space let anymore. Her scent wafted through my nose again and I closed my eyes, gulping hard. I feel hypnotized, the way she smells just leaves me wanting to take in more of her tantalising scent. My eyes fell on her pink plump lips and I felt tempted to take it in mine and nibble on it; everything about Adeline seemed captivating.

I couldn’t shake the feeling that something monumental was about to happen—a confrontation that would change everything. That night, I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling as my thoughts spiraled. Adrian’s past haunted me—the tragic loss of his first mate, the curse that had followed him like a shadow. The thought of the Celestial Hunters loomed, a reminder that we were on borrowed time. I closed my eyes, trying to push the thoughts away, but they persisted like a relentless tide.

Alexander~ My mind was running different miles per second, I couldn't think straight, I had no idea what to think, Adeline was poisoned by who? “I can not believe someone would do this to my friend, that someone will deliberately poison her, she is such a good soul, always trying to make every other person's life amazing and now this is what happens to her.” Eva began to cry. I raked my hair frustratedly, who could it be? Where did she go yesterday? Who did she meet? What in the world is happening?

She encouraged herself He was her worst nightmare, a murderer, a killer. He's the reason behind her everyday tears and she was sure going to haunt him same way he did to her. Having encouraged her self enough. She lifted her head up and narrowed her eyes to meet his . Her gaze dropped instantly as it peered into the hot seething dark eyes. His eyes were blazing fire, his jaw tighten as though he was about to murder. Fear over took her as she shudder from where she stood still holding the tray that contained his breakfast. She couldn't tell what offense she had committed rather she prayed silently wishing he'd just voice it out rather than shot her with deadly glare that makes shiver ran down

My feet cripples and I collapse on the van floor. A hand pick me up and throw me at the corner. They slammed the boy to my side. He wheezed. I gasp. His head hits my rib side, sending black spots to my eyes. I’m still coughing and gasping for air when a shoe heel pressed itself in my head. Forcing me to bend. “So it wasn’t that challenging to find you.” Adeline said, exerting force to her heel, bending me lower. I catch a crack of glimpse behind her shoe. Her blood red lips curl into a smile. A calculative evil smile. And I can’t suppress the shudder running through my spine. The groundkeeper has settled himself in the passenger seat at the front.