Parsons Manor Haunting Adeline Novels & Stories

Adeline was shocked. “Are these werewolves able to read minds?” Adeline thought in her mind. “We can't read minds but it's written all over your face. Your expressions are kinda readable.” Josephine told her how they can tell what's going on in her mind. When Adeline was back in Allister house everyone was happy to have her back. She noticed only Vasili was missing there. So she excused herself and went to meet her husband. When she opened the door the room was dark and it was filled with smoke.

He ran his hand across the glass panel, his tears falling onto the surface. "Come, Master, the mass is about to begin..." said a servant as she escorted the grieving man to one of the pews. As the ceremony began, everyone began to fade before her eyes, kind of like smoke dissipating in the wind. The chapel returned to its decrepit state, and all the churchgoers had disappeared, save for the old coffin where Dorothy was in. As she was able to move again, she approached the coffin, and saw that the body was no longer there, but in its place was a note. It was very brief and the amount of urgency in it was unmistakable. It said:

Her voice grew deeper, “Or you’ll never leave this house alive.” Then she vanished and the room became silent again. Clara sat alone in the darkness, her heart was racing, her hands shaking so badly. Clara’s mind was just spinning in fear, then she heard footsteps outside the room, slow and heavy coming close to the room. Then a familiar voice whispered from behind the door. “Clara.” It was Adrian and somehow his voice sounded even scarier than the ghost's. Then there came a scratching sound, slow and sharp. As if someone was dragging long nails across the wood.

My feet cripples and I collapse on the van floor. A hand pick me up and throw me at the corner. They slammed the boy to my side. He wheezed. I gasp. His head hits my rib side, sending black spots to my eyes. I’m still coughing and gasping for air when a shoe heel pressed itself in my head. Forcing me to bend. “So it wasn’t that challenging to find you.” Adeline said, exerting force to her heel, bending me lower. I catch a crack of glimpse behind her shoe. Her blood red lips curl into a smile. A calculative evil smile. And I can’t suppress the shudder running through my spine. The groundkeeper has settled himself in the passenger seat at the front.

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...

Reaching back into the recesses of my mind, I search for Adeline. 'Adeline,' I whisper weakly in my mind. 'I am here,' her voice and presence is weak within me. 'What happened?' I ask her hoping that she remembers more than what I do. 'I don't know,' Adeline's voice is fading softer and softer. 'But I feel myself fading away.' 'Adeline,' I call out in my mind as loud as I can but there is no response. 'Adeline,' I whisper again but she is gone.

"What the hell is going on? Why can't I wake up when this dream looks real?" It had been several months, and it would not be like what Chloe said, he would do evil things with ghosts at night. As soon as he thought of this, Adeline felt a chill run down his spine. She subconsciously lifted the quilt a little higher. It was so scary! Besides, she would only have such a dream after returning to the Lockwood family. Was there anything dirty in the Lockwood family's house? She really wanted to find someone to ask what was going on.

Ximena/Angela’s POV Aunt Sadie remained silent until Penelope had finished with Raven and put her to sleep. “I don’t know why, but I feel the need to help Hudson get out of there. Something tells me that if he doesn’t get out soon, something terrible might happen. Remember how Mila ended up,” Aunt Sadie explained after Penelope left. “Do you think Adeline’s ghost is involved?” I asked awkwardly. “I don’t believe in ghosts or resurrection. Adeline is gone, but her conspirators are still alive,” she said firmly, as if she knew exactly who was behind everything.

Jason drove off, smiling softly to himself. “She always knows how to lift my spirits,” he murmured. Adeline watched the car disappear and then walked toward Odette’s house. Knock… knock… knock… “Odette!” Adeline called, knocking repeatedly. After a moment, a voice from inside answered, and the door opened—it was Odette’s housekeeper. “Good morning, Miss,” she greeted. “Morning… um, is Odette here?” Adeline asked, scanning the interior nervously. “She’s in her room, Miss. She’s stayed in there all night and hasn’t come out yet,” the housekeeper replied.

Knox's smile returned, tinged with satisfaction at her compliance. "Yes?" he replied, his voice tinged with a hint of triumph. Taking a steadying breath, Adeline slowly resumed her seat, her gaze fixed unwaveringly on Knox. The room seemed to hold its breath, its very air thick with anticipation, as she mustered the strength to begin recounting her haunting tale. Her words, like delicate threads, wove a tapestry of profound loss, relentless survival, and a desperate search for answers that had consumed her every waking moment.