Novel & Cerita Haunting Adeline Wattpad

The more she walked, the less she saw anyone, until she was completely alone. As she turned the corner, she saw Tina standing there. A gun in her hand. “Good girl,” Tina grinned. “I like people who obey instructions. Turn off your phone and hand it over.” Adele obeyed. “Where is Jay?” “Let's go see him. How is Dan? Hope all this hasn’t upset him?” Adele ignored her. They walked until they came to a rundown house. “It used to be a beach house for a elderly couple who have both died.” Tina explained, pushing her in.

"You can't save her if she doesn't want to be saved, Alexandru, you have to let her come to you. Love her, believe that your love is enough for her to come back to you." "In most stories, there's always a big bad wolf, and a meek, sweet girl, but Adaline will burn the world down, with her inside it, and here you are, ready to end the world for love. You have to get with this narrative, and understand it, Adaline is not a meek, small girl that will run to you for help, she's a girl that left home, and ten years later, removing Romania, she has gotten her PhD, is engaged and is financially comfortable."

"We both know that my parents have passed away." "Yes, I'm not talking about them. I'm talking about Cailynn..." Adeline sipped her wine gracefully—a gesture that made Axel clearly see that this woman was used to having wine in her hand, unlike a woman he knew who couldn't handle the effects of alcohol. "I didn't invite her." "That's even more surprising to me," the smile on Adeline's lips already indicated that she really suspected something. But who cared about her suspicion? "I thought you weren't that close,"

[ Xavier ] Why my fate is always cruel to me. When I begin to think that finally I've something to call mine and I should chase after it, my bubbles burst and I left staring at the mocking face of my fate. Adeline, the woman who stirred my almost dead feelings after Emily's death, made it very clear that she wants nothing from me.

He never imagined I wouldn’t even want to hear his name. I snuggled closer to Jonas. “Now that I’ve formed a mate bond with you, he means nothing to me. As far as I’m concerned, Aden died that day on the battlefield.” “Don’t you hate him?” Jonas asked. “Hate?” I chuckled, playfully rubbing my nose against Jonas’s. “Why would I hate a dead man?” Hearing that, Aden felt like his soul had been ripped out of him. He pulled out the obsidian pendant I once almost threw away, his eyes blank as he wandered into a bar. Fueled by alcohol, he hallucinated that I was there, with my hair flowing and eyes soft as I kissed his eyes, his nose, his lips—just like before.

"What is going on with me?" "You are in my dimension, Ada Steele," said a peaceful voice behind me. I wheeled round, gasping with admiration. There was a glowing woman, as white as a moon, and her silver hair shone like a stream of stars, hanging down her gown, and a shining pendant of a crescent moon dangled on her chest. Her eyes, pale aquamarine and boundless, gazed into mine with an archaic tincture of sorrow that seemed to me, well, maternal.

Chapter 22 Sleepless Alpha POV: DAXON I hadn’t slept in three days. Not real sleep. Just flashes. Fractured images. The kind that haunted more than they healed. Adelina. Her face, bloodstained and defiant. Her scream when I said the words. Her silence when she vanished. The mark that appeared beneath her skin fire kissed, ancestral. And now… the reports. Whispers carried by wind and fear. The Ritual Circle had flared to life for the first time in a century.

Adeline’s pov I tried not to cry again. This was something my tear ducts were used to, it was almost a routine to watch it dry up and so I sucked in the tears and thought happy thoughts. Thoughts that comprised of the good old earlier days. Looking back to the sequence of events which brought me to that house of brooding mystery, of sinister undercurrents and disturbing echoes. I sat on a wooden bench I had found as I became lost in thought all alone in the darkness.

The moment Lina’s eyes shot over her Ma's shoulder to lock directly onto mine, I forgot about everything. The sight of Lina in my oversized black shirt was everything. She was practically drowning in the fabric. The hem was hitting her mid-thigh, exposing her juicy thighs. Fuck, I wanted them to crush my fuckin skull. "Are you listening to me, Adelina?" But as I became aware of Willow’s voice, I felt irritated all over. What the fuck is she even doing here? Others might be deceived but I know for a fucking fact Willow West doesn't care about her daughter.

It wasn’t confirmed yet, but in our world, it wasn’t impossible either, especially when that man made a deal with the devil or was the devil himself. We ended the day. Hendrix and Hunt went back to their work while we drove back to the pack house after we made sure that Milka was fully recovered. She was supposed to go home, but she insisted on coming with me. I thought it was because she wanted me to come to her when I was pulled into Kaiser’s world, but I was wrong. “I saw you, Adeline,” she said after I closed the door when we entered my room. “What?” I asked, “I saw you standing next to the man who was found dead at your border.”