Parsons Manor Haunting Adeline Novels & Stories

She screamed, stumbling back and landing on her butt. Looking up, she saw a muscular man, about a hundred and ninety-five centimeters tall. He was glaring down at her with his hands clasped behind his back. Behind him, a maid entered the room, carrying a tray of food. She walked over to the desk near the bed, set the tray down, and gave a quick bow before exiting the room without a word. Adeline watched in stunned silence, her brows cocked with confusion and something else. Who was this scary-looking man before her, and where exactly was she? The man closed the door behind the maid and moved to a chair in the corner of the room, taking a seat.

My heart stopped as I hit a hard moving surface. “Stay away from her! She’s perfectly lucid!” Relief washed over me as I registered the voice. I turned to see Rade. “The Kids are at the Hollen Mansion. The house was empty, Adeline took some valuables, and left. The police are looking for her and them?” He glanced at the nurses. “She hit a nurse and—“ “I’m sorry, I am so sorry,” I said, leaning against Rade. “It’s just… I… my kids and husband. I have no right to do that, I am so sorry,” I swallowed the sob in my throat, “I would never hurt anyone.”

he nodded, as he started to tell what was found in the Anderson Mansion. Adeline Anderson was found dead at 5 a.m. this morning, the first to find her dead in her bed was her daughter, Francesca, or as it’s said in the police report. They have taken Adeline's body for postmortem, the report is expected in the afternoon tomorrow. This has been classified as a high-profile case. They are speculating poison. She had signs of torture. "Signs of torture?" I asked and I looked at Killian—his eyes frozen on the screen and his fingers stopped at the top of it. He stilled as cold descended on him. "What is it?" I asked, taking the iPad from him, and he didn't protest.

she hinted. My eyes widened when I saw a thick fog coming out of Adeline's hand and beginning to envelop me completely. “What is this? What are you doing?” I shouted at her. But it was too late: the fog had entered my nostrils and, in a matter of seconds, all I remember is passing out. *** Bradley “I'm sorry, my master, I had no choice, the girl was hysterical,” I heard Adeline say with her face in her hands. In fact, I couldn't even scream. After all, the whole mansion heard the screams of my mate, who was clearly in a state of panic.