Spicy Chapters In Haunting Adeline Book Novels & Stories

My eyes opened instantly to see Knox staring at us with a cold look in his eyes. I gasped. “Knox?” THE END * * Watch out for part 2 of this book: Return Of The Hybrid Queen

"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.

“I believe you Polly,everything you said about this place is true…its haunted!At first I only felt it,but now… I have seen this evil with my own two eyes!” “Oh God!”Polly gasped.She wasn’t crazy after all.The last five months had been nothing but sheer torture.Even Royce thought she just had a fanciful imagination,but now her own sister had become privy to the manor's supernatural aura. What was this darkness clouding her marital home?What did it want? “I was getting dressed,”Ginny continued.”All of a sudden I felt the room grow cold.I thought I must have left the window open,but when I checked it was closed.The cold seemed to come from everywhere.”

“I asked him to tell me some stories because he’s good with that. He was telling me about a friendship between a young boy and a dog. Stefano ended the story by telling me that the dog died. So, I cried because the story was so beautiful, and he just gave a terrible ending.” Clavier laughed. “That’s Stefano we all know.” Adeline laughed again, but it wasn’t her usual laughter. Like something was bothering her mind. That night her appearance was rather unusual too. She was wearing a blue dress, and her blonde hair was tied behind her. And she didn’t carry the usual leather book with her. She never left that book anywhere. Not even Stefano could take it from her. “Are you alright, Adeline?” Cl

He lunged for the bathroom to make himself throw up, but a sharp, searing pain had already erupted in his gut. "You crazy—" He gasped, barely forcing the words out. But Adeline just kept smiling—a cold, empty smile. She picked up the fruit knife from the coffee table and plunged it into his chest. Over and over. "Anyone who toys with a true heart deserves to die." When her strength gave out, she collapsed to the floor, sobbing. Dark, blood-red liquid spilled from her lips as she opened her mouth. Then she fell still. Her eyes stayed open, staring at nothing.

He picked up his thermos and took a slow sip, but the look in his eyes was worse than any insult he could have thrown at me. That afternoon, I grabbed an empty sterile vial from the company medicine cabinet. When I got home that evening, Alice was cooking in the kitchen. The roar of the range hood drowned out everything else. I took the chance to slip into the bedroom and buried my face in the pillow, inhaling deeply. I couldn't smell anything. She claimed the scent was fading, but I couldn't catch even a hint of diesel. "Dinner's ready." Alice appeared in the doorway, her apron speckled with oil and her spatula still dripping with broth.

Although this shouldn’t be her concern, her heart was beating hard, and she kept hoping that she would find something that could lead Adro back home. The strap came loose, and Grace immediately opened the first page of the book, revealing only a blank, wrinkled page. She then turned through several pages to see its contents. Grace and Adro read the book, but both clenched their jaws. It was truly a formula. But it was a formula for pot roast, pumpkin pie, and other dishes. "Disappointing, huh?" Grace muttered, weakly glancing at Adro. Sighing, Adro replied. "I can’t say it’s not." Then he straightened his back, shining his flashlight randomly around the room. "It seems there's nothing else w

Adele’s Pov I woke up the next morning with a headache. I groaned as I opened my eyes then shut them quickly. The sunlight streaming in hurt them. I was tired and sore, with no memory of what had happened the previous night. I tried to open them again and was able to keep them open. I looked round. I was in one of the bedrooms and I was alone. My heart skipped in fear. What had happened last night? I tried to remember. It was all a blank. But my underwear was missing and I was sore. I looked at the bed and the soiled sheets confirmed my fears. I’d had sex.

Isn’t she coming in with me? “Go ahead,” she added and I gave a small nod. I moved toward the door, giving her one last glance as I walked through, then came to a halt inside as renewed horror washed over me. What the fuck? “Thank you Brenda, that will be all for now.” Charles??? Like Charles Wade, the devil incarnate??? My mouth worked soundlessly as I stared at the familiar figure sitting behind the desk. Nothing prepared me for this… not the grin on his face or the—

“That morning, Thane had ordered us to burn the ship Adria was on. It went up in flames. No one could have survived that.” Lighting streaked across the sky. “I do not know of any witch in my family history that might want to hurt me. So, Adria goes on our suspect list. There’s still chances that she survived the fire, still chances that she’s behind my mate’s illness.” A loud thunder reverberated through the sky and shook the waters. “Land ho!!” the lookout man hollered. I brought out my spyglass and glimpsed the gray hump ahead—home, sweet home.