Is Haunting Adeline The First Book Novels & Stories

Adeline has to live in a world full of betrayals, problems, and mistakes with a bit of miracle. Adeline woke up the next day after the alarm sounded. From what she remembered, she never had an alarm clock. Therefore, where did that loud and annoying sound come from? She suddenly hears a groan. A man’s morning groan. She gathered her thoughts before realizing she’s not in her apartment. She’s at someone else’s and she didn’t know whose. Adeline could feel the bed moving and she’s lying to it, although she’s not the one moving. She carefully turned her head on the right side to see who’s sleeping right next to her, and a piercing scream broke the morning silence.

I don't belong here. The tears dry against her cheeks, and her breathing turns to hiccups. By the time she blinks, the world becomes visible again. Once her heart calms to a normal pace, her breathing evens out, and the hiccups eventually cease. Although her mind is still a mess, she can't sit here all night. Her fingertips have already begun to go numb with cold. Sera climbs to her feet and walks out the main entrance to the park. She wipes away the remaining tears from her cheeks. Her foot is barely off the curb when she sees it. Two lights whipping around the corner, blinding her. She's frozen. They came out of nowhere. Now fully comprehending the term 'deer caught in headlights expressio

A clearing in the quiet waiting for new seeds to be planted and new forests, valleys, canyons to unfold. She was nauseated. Lightheaded. Clenching her fist, the skin felt heavy, her bones aching. Her temples throbbed. She licked her lips. Swallowed, her mouth dry. Her limbs reluctant to move. It was looking at her, this book. Bleached white and pale, their stories stolen. Their words missing. The covers expensive, smelling not of leather— I don’t know how I could miss it, she’d read. It was so obvious.

The small young woman sneaks carefully up the front steps of an old, ivy covered cottage. Her hooded cloak moves gently, unsettled by her movements a mouse jumps out from beneath the falling apart porch and skitters across her feet. She jumps in surprise, a small gasp escaping her perfect red lips. She seems tense as she glances around. her nerves get the better of her and she double checks for any prying eyes hiding in the shadows. Before her courage deserts her, her hand darts out from beneath the folds of her cloak, pausing briefly before knocking on the wooden door.

All in all, I felt ready and eager to face the enemy; which was a good thing because we came across them all too soon. We were almost to the portal into Desolation when a small band of Charles’s vampires stumbled across us. We’d seen them coming and hid in the trees, but my human scent was too so strong it gave me away. As the vampire that discovered me sneered up at me with glee and called to his companions, I looked fervently for Gwendoline and Luthias. They were nowhere to be found. I almost lost my grip on the tree branch as panic seized me. Seeing this, my would-be captors laughed and jeered about how easy it would be to capture me if I just fell into their grasp. They stood below

“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.

Her hair dangled, but was too drained to even move a finger. "Give me the book," Olga demanded. Her voice echoed, like a strong wind going with a storm. Mherkealla smirked. "I swear to protect this book with my life, Olga. If I die, I'll take it with me," Mherkealla said, hoarsely. Her consciousness was slowly fading. Another drop of blood. Olga traced Mherkealla's being and a sly smile formed from her lips. She found the bravery an obtuse act. If only Mherkealla could understand better, things wouldn't have come to this.

"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,"

And strangely, I didn’t feel any attraction towards her. I wasn’t sure if it had faded over time since it was a stupid infatuation or if was it replaced by someone more…important? I walked out of the manor and found the ‘more important.’ Adeline stood before the birds with a bowl of grain in her hand, and she fed them. The birds seemed to be flocking around her as if she was snow white. Her lips moved as she looked at one of them. Was she talking to them? I moved closer to listen in.

Anna looked down and found her feet buried knee-deep in snow. She looks around to see herself in the middle of a snowy taiga, the full moon at its peak and illuminating the dark forest. “Where am I?” she whispers to herself. It took much effort to move her feet and traverse the deep snow. As she walked around, she felt uncomfortable with the eerie silence. There was no noise at all. Still, she kept going. Anna arrives at a small clearing, where the shine of the full moon rests on an array of large rocks. She approaches the rocks for no clear reason and finds a wolf on the ground. Whimpering. Breathing weakly.