Novel & Cerita Haunting Adeline Zade Fanart

My eyelids try to close with all their might, but I resist and slowly manage to open them, although everything is blurry, I see that I am on the ground, lying. When I close and reopen them, Azael's face appears in front of me, watching me with a frown, with his piercings and his black shirt through which his tattoos peek out and spread across his neck. But when I blink again, there is no sign of him. As if it was part of my imagination.

Adam invited one of his friends, Zean to help, Zean finally agreed in return for 10% of the 80% that Adam got. Day after day they passed by stalking Elina, that woman had a pretty regular life, she always left and came home at the same time, took the same street, took out the trash from the shop at the same time, she was the perfect woman. Sweet, cheerful and has a soft voice. Adam was able to melt just by seeing Elina's charming smile when she saw every customer who entered her bakery.

I look at Zayd, holding Alina, and wonder how he could move on when I am stuck. "Adaline." It is five years ago, and I am breaking on the floor because my best girl is gone. Zoe is dead, and I killed her. I have been atoning for five years, and it's not enough. Zoe is -- "Adaline." dead, she is dead. adaline. "ADALINE." I look at my husband, does he feel the rip in my soul, how fractured it is. I feel him take me in his arm, and the next second we are home, the perks of being a Lycan.

She has some history on Katerina she wants to tell you,’ Hunter mind links. I follow Hunter back to our pack. When we arrive I find Adelaide waiting for me. “I’m glad you are here.” “It’s time you knew about the Angels and about Adelina.” I don’t interrupt and let her continue with her story. My mother, aunt and Beta are all listening. “Adelina was the first hybrid known to the supernatural. Adelina was half fairy and half werewolf. Her wolf was named Irena. The very same that is now attached to Katerina.”

I stare into her bulging eyes as she whimpers fighting for air, I wish I could kill her over and over again for the things she has done. "Raven is the Goddess of Death, removing her lycan is impossible. I will be glad to see you die, knowing she will not show mercy to your soul," I growl into her ear, thrusting my other hand up into her chest; with a sickening crack and squelching noise I tear through her ribs and flesh. My hand is slick with her warm blood as I dig my claws in deep, cutting into her organs before removing my hand letting her slowly bleed out, painfully slowly until she dies. "No, not my son! Let me go!" I hear Adaline's agonized screams, as they pull my attention from Sasha

"Zaddy," That wasn't the name. Where that one had come from, he had no idea. But it was like she just emptied a tank of gasoline on his fire, and he wanted to explode. He abruptly shot up, lifting her with him in the process, like she was a feather. He plunged her back into the soft leather seat converted to bed, panting hot breaths on her face, piercing into her soul, "What did you just call me?" Taking aback, Shola clasped her palm over her mouth. Zaddy was a term she'd always used to refer to a Zayn Malik looking kind of sugar daddy; her kind of man. A man like Solano Vicenze.

His image flickered faintly, like heat haze. “You’re glitching,” Cade muttered. “I’m processing,” Adrian shot back, smirking the way he used to when he was alive. “Welcome back to the world of the mostly living. You look like hell.” “Feels about right.” Cade pocketed Lila’s crescent-moon necklace and started walking toward the main hall. His boots splashed through the puddle—and for a second, the water rippled crimson. Adrian saw it too. “That’s… new.”

Adaline and I settle at a small table with a cluster of the younger kids and she grabs a paintbrush, dips it into a bright yellow and starts to paint the sun. Her features soft and relaxed. I want to memorize her like this. “Miss Adaline?” a tiny voice pulls her from her thoughts. One of the kids holds up a paper, her eyes both hopeful and shy. “I made a drawing for you.” Adaline’s face lights up as she takes the paper. “Thank you so much, sweetheart.” It’s a shaky sketch of a mansion with three stick figures standing out front. Adaline’s brow furrows in amusement as she looks at me, and I’m already grinning.

She yelled again. Madden stopped moving, his eyes closed completely as his body went limp. Seems like he submitted to death already. He submitted to himself. "Good." Adeline breathed coldly and looked around. She was about to rush out when she suddenly saw a picture under the tall table. Skeptically, she walked to it and picked it up. Her eyes almost fell on the ground when she saw the people in it It's a picture of Madden and Corey. It's an unaware picture though, but it's the two of them.

His room is simply decorated with a color of black and white. *Hmm. Very neat* Her mind muttered. *That's why you like him.* Her heart answered which made her smile. She walked around to look at his things. She will not touch things, she just look at it because her curiosity tells her to do so. She started from his side table and she saw some photos. Drake and Natasha. They were hugging each other and was smiling widely on the picture. It can be seen in their eyes how in love they are. And Adeline feels insecure and hurt.