Hunting Adeline Novels & Stories

It would be another night of smelling like a mangy wolf when all I wanted to do was chill. “You are going to like this. They are twin wolves. They think they are quick, they think they are clever.” “Is that it? Just two.” It was a very small amount compared to what she normally kills. Abby never tells me how she tracks them down. She was pretty good at it though, always finding numerous wolves each day. Maybe her birth family had been hunters??

she told him, hesitating when he threw her an interested glance after what she’s said. “Really?” She nodded. “I sometimes go with my cousins to hunt in the forest. Just rabbits or birds,” she corrected. “They’ll never let me get deep in the forest enough for wild game. It’s... like a man’s place. And I know I’m not strong enough.” “So... if I return you to your groom, you do know to shoot him with an arrow if he, say, hurt you?” Adalene stared wide-eyed at the Baron until she realized she was staring at a baron, and she looked down. “I’m not sure I’ll even be allowed to speak to him,” she admitted. “Her isn’t like any man in my family.”

I cried but Darren and Celine already had their mind made up as Darren placed the gun on Adeline’s stomach. “M… mommy.” Adeline cried, staring at me and before I could blink, the sound of gunshots filled the air and the smell of gunpowder followed. Watching with my mouth opened and my eyes wide as Darren dropped Adeline’s lifeless body on the cold, hard ground. “Adeline?” I muttered as I crawled to her side but her face was pale, she wasn’t smiling and her eyes were closed. She was bleeding profusely and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get her to open her eyes. I couldn’t get her to call me ‘mommy’ once again.

She pounded hard on the chair, and the fine pear blossom wood was instantly split into two and a half. "Xiaowan, don't do anything stupid!" In the cage, Christiano saw Adeline standing at the edge of the cliff. She was looking at him with a smile. "Christiano, you must live!" "Come on, stop her!" With a bang, Adeline's figure was nowhere to be seen at the edge of the cliff. "Ah..." In the iron cage, Christiano seemed to have gone mad. He killed the five wolves in two or three moves. "Christiano..."

"Then we defuse them. We have bomb techs, right?" "Yes, but—" "But nothing. We're getting Belle out. Whatever it takes." Adeline stood beside me, checking her weapons with practiced efficiency. Two handguns, backup piece at her ankle, knife strapped to her thigh. She'd shed her jacket despite the cold, needing freedom of movement more than warmth. Her face was set in hard lines, all the fear and desperation compressed into cold determination. This was Blue Ray now. The assassin, not the terrified sister. I preferred the sister. But right now, we needed the assassin.

When we were kids, she used to get us into all kinds of trouble and I would always get blamed for it because once she flashed those big blue eyes, no one could accuse her of any wrongdoing. “To do it more often?” I laughed, thankful for the comic relief. Despite my bravado and earlier reassurances to Devon, I was still nervous. As he said, I did not like to kill animals. Werewolves were actually peaceful creatures and we didn’t hunt other animals asides from the Grant Hunt and the wolves who did it for sport. It wasn’t banned or anything so they were in their rights. It just wasn’t something I liked doing. For this reason, I was nervous. Plus, the Alpha’s arrogant son, Louis was participatin

She said to herself as her eyes were still glued at the direction the car drove towards. She saw the way Adaline behaved so coy towards Mr Drew and she laughed in anger. "Was that her own way of seducing him? How productive, at least she knows how to do something other than stay like a living dead." Adele said to herself again. She saw everything Adaline did but didn't notice what Adaline spoke about. As she thought about it, she was filled with nothing but disgust. Though her mother told her not to bother about Adaline, Adele could not sit still and she disguised herself and came down to the Euston's company and was welcomed with the sight of Adaline acting so sweet towards Mr Drew.

He is standing with his back turned against me, his eyes trained on the other person. I focus on him instead. He looks stunned, his eyes widened, and his lips parted. “That is impossible,” he mutters, shaking his head. “That veil hasn’t been breached in years. Who could have…” “Only one breed,” he drawls. “Hunters.” “Shit!” I didn’t think they were going to figure it out so fast. My breath hitches in my throat when he angles his head a fraction, when everything suddenly stops, as if he can sense me.

"Mallory knows I despise activities like hunting or gardening, or anything that is similar to minimal labor. Anyways he had finally captured his prey when arrows shot from the sky. Mallory insisted I should be taken away and the last I saw of my husband he was jumped by individuals who hid their faces.” Adrienne paused and Oliviér took that as a queue to jump in. “I believe this is not the end of the story, Miss Buford?” Adrienne's face had twisted into a sad one making it seem she was upset from the story. She sniffled as she continued.

They’d joined the Seafall hunters when their search for a Knucker, a shape shifting water spirit, had brought them to our coastal town. They’d been disappointed to discover that none of us had seen the Knucker they were looking for; until Archer, a tall, willowy woman with skin so white that she looked pearlescent, had pointed out that, as Knuckers were shape shifters, any one of us could have encountered it and let it pass us by.