Spicy Chapters Hunting Adeline Novels & Stories

Anastasia would be having a breakdown from inside right now. Anastasia asked, “What happened to you?” Adeline blushed as she looked at her feet. “I got diarrhea. I ate too much spice.” Dumbfounded, Anastasia looked at the agent who sighed and nodded her head. “What on earth did you even eat?” Anastasia asked curiously. If people thought she was the biggest trouble maker, they must meet Adeline. Adeline said with the biggest smile. “This guy took me on a date. He is korean. I might have told him that I like korean cuisine while flirting with him. He took me to an authentic Korean restaurant. I didn't know the food would be so spicy.”

Enjoy your day guys. “WHAT HAPPENED?” Prey asked in panic and with her voice shaking. Adeline took a break, looked at Prey in the eyes with an expression. With the expression she used to look at Prey, her heart pounded heavily in anxiety. “They have found a donor. I have to go” Adeline talked less, turned backward and leaving. Even, if it wasn’t that Prey was Precious’s mother and she deserved to know the wellbeing of her son, Adeline didn’t want to respond. Prey was terribly annoying her.

She said, trying to remember the vague of memory, “I'm hunting-” “The hell misty!” “My lady should let me finish my words please?” She giggled, kinda amuse. “And what's wrong hunting if it's for the love of my life?” “How can hunting be related to love, Misty?” My mind spun to the idea, given a destructive results if relates the act to love. She shiver, and somehow a thing last night came to her mind. She murmured, “So if ever, I was hunt... for love?” Misty's eyes widened. “Are you being hunt, my lady?”

He hung up the phone, his stomach full of dread. #### Audrey hung up the phone and stared at the journal before her. It was similar to the history of the Red Hoods tome that they were all forced to read except that this was a personal account. She had flipped through it after finding it stuffed in the safe in her father's office. When she saw Willow's last name, curiosity had gotten the best of her and she had immediately flipped to the page. What she saw there horrified her. Willow's father was Adrian Byrne, her father's best friend. She had found a box of pictures underneath the book. The photos were all of Adrian and Weyland throughout the years, from young children until a few years befo

I run as fast as I can. When I felt like I was no longer chased by that guy, I lean on a wall and relax. God, why are all of these happening so suddenly? I almost jumped on my feet when I was in a corner by a guy I met earlier. He's leaning closer to me, he smells so nice, it's a mix of mint and smoke. So all this time he's smoking? He's hella stunning! He's so handsome with his thick eyebrows and pointed nose. I must say that he's freaking rich by the watch on his wrist and the way his tuxedo perfectly suits his body. He leans closer to me and smells the side of my lips. My heart is beating so fast.

His eyes which were emotionless, held Irish's for a second and she could swear he didn't mean to kiss her. But who was she deceiving? The moment Adrian left, Ashley wrinkled her nose at Irish, "Get me pepper. The food's too cold." Getting the pepper, Irish handed it over. She watched Ashley put so much raw pepper in the food in front of her. "Take it. Finish every damn thing on that plate." Ashley ordered, curling her lips in a smirk. With shaky hands, Irish collected the plate. She was normally allergic to spicy food, and now, Ashley wanted to feed her with something spicy while she was pregnant.

I gasped into his mouth, tangling my fingers in his hair and tugging, needing more, needing everything. He groaned, deep and rough, and the sound sent a shiver straight down my spine. His lips moved lower, dragging across my neck, sucking and nipping in a way that had my breath hitching. I was barely holding myself upright when the acrid smell of something burning hit my nose. The food. I tore myself away from him, gasping as his teeth scraped my collarbone. “The food,” I managed to choke out, my hands gripping his shoulders to keep myself steady.

She fell to the ground with a groan as soon as the heavy brick connected with her head. “I hope you didn't kill her, she's not a wolf. She might not survive that" She heard one of them say behind her. “That's not my problem. Let's take her away now before someone sees us" And with that, she slipped into unconsciousness. • Cornelius groaned as he searched around for Myla. She hadn't come back from taking a piss and he felt like something was wrong. He walked towards the woods and before he could take a step forwards, he caught a scent of blood but not just any blood, A human's blood.

I tilted the package to check its name—I’d never tasted spicy vanilla. Adeline must have noticed my reaction as she leaned in again. “Unique taste, right?” She chuckled again. “I had the same expression the first time I tasted it.” She leaned back on the chair. Her expression shifted, and her tone became somber. “Sophie, I don’t know what’s going on. And we might not be too close to share, but you would be alright.” She faced a wide grin that betrayed the worries that glinted in her eyes. “Everything is just a phase; they all pass. That’s why you should hold on to beautiful things and forget the sad ones. It’s a waste to ponder over things outside control.” Adeline rubbed my hand, instilling

She was screaming at the top of her lungs, and the sound was entirely deafening. I squinted my throbbing, blurry eyes and focused on the girl standing across the room. Adelina West glared at me, and I thoroughly enjoyed every second of it. Her wide eyes looked like two polished bullets, loaded with pure hatred and aimed directly at my chest. If a gun were in her hand, she would shoot me without a single shred of hesitation. I wouldn't even try to move out of the way. In fact, I would probably step closer, just like I did right now despite my burning eyes. "Regret suits you, Miss Tequila," I muttered, my tone sounding just as slurred as my uneven steps.