Parsons Manor Haunting Adeline Novels & Stories

The door was half open, and I stopped in front of it, lifted my hand, hesitated, then knocked once, barely a tap. The door swung wider almost right away, and Adeline stood there. She looked… unreal in a tight black skirt that hugged her hips and thighs, ending just above her knees, a white silk blouse tucked in perfectly, the fabric so thin I could see the faint outline of her bra underneath, and high black heels that made her legs look endless. Her dark hair was pulled back in a neat low bun, not one strand loose, and she had on red lipstick, dark enough to look almost black in the low light. She didn’t smile. She just looked at me with those steady eyes that always made me feel small and e

"Williams tried to politically assassinate me over the appetizer course." "He does that to everyone." "And the terrifying magazine woman looked directly into my soul at one point. I felt her reading my browser history." "Also normal." The elevator arrives with a soft chime, and we step inside together, the doors sliding shut on the muted gold of the hallway. Silence settles between us for a beat, comfortable in a way silence rarely manages to be around me. Adeline shifts her weight against the mirrored wall. "There are only four days left." I look at her. "I understand."

Restless and unfulfilled, I grabbed my smokes and a lighter and headed out to the stairwell for a puff. Just as my hand touched the door to the stairwell, I heard a faint, frantic moaning. At first, I thought it was just a cat in heat. Then, a familiar scent hit me. It was a perfume that immediately made me think of my charming neighbor from next door, Demi Wilson. Every time I ran into her, that sweet, intoxicating scent always arrived first. Then came the flash of a red slip dress or perhaps a bodycon dress, with a neckline plunging incredibly low.

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.

They all glanced at each other in contemplation. “Let’s end this,” Andy uttered. Feeling bored as well, I jumped through the air and pounded on them, knocking them out. I made sure to step on their chest with my giant paws and put pressure there for a while until I heard their ribs cracking. I was in the middle of stepping on the last one when I heard rustling in the other direction, snapping my head to look there. My eyes widened when the man stepped out of the shadow and let out a rough yet stunned whisper, “Adeline?”

“This feels like the start of every bad horror movie I’ve ever seen.” “We don’t have time for commentary,” Dr. Crane said, brushing past him to descend the steps. “Let’s move.” Reluctantly, Emma followed, with Jamie and Callan bringing up the rear. The staircase seemed to go on forever, each step echoing ominously as they descended deeper into the manor’s underbelly. The temperature dropped with every turn, and soon their breath came out in misty puffs.

I got her to wait outside while I cautiously walked inside the house and the first thing I saw was blood spatter all over the walls. I walked through all the rooms when I found a woman and a man in their bedroom. They were both still on the bed but they were lifeless and didn’t have any color. They were definitely dead. I looked through the rest of the house and I found an older boy, about 10 years old. He was the same way in his room. So I walked out the front and I grabbed Amora’s hand. “Come on sweetie. I’ll take care of you now. You don’t have to worry about those mean people coming back.” I said as I turned her away from the house.

"Where are the elixirs?" A tall shadow on the floor crossed Adeline's barely open eyes. The shadow was of a bulky man, his frame strong and sturdy, and on his hand was a whip. When his deep voice reached Adeline's faraway consciousness, the hairs at the back of her neck stood up. She clenched her fist in anger, despite losing every inch of her being. "We... don't have... such thing," Adeline replied in a hoarse voice, gritting her teeth.

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.”

“Good. We will finish this conversation later. for now, come with me. See if you can recognize the man who tried to poison Amelia“ I said to Kara, got up and left with Peter, with her trailing behind us. We got to the East hall and I pushed the huge doors open, the same strange scent drifted into my nostrils. “Are you sure this is all of them?” I asked Peter. he nodded. They all bowed the moment they saw me. “Where is Adeline?” I asked him. “She’s on her way here, I already called her. “ he responded. I scanned the faces of everyone in the hall and I couldn’t recognize anyone- I do not pay much attention to the staff. The only way to fish out the spy was to follow that disgusting scent.