The Age Of Adaline Book Novels & Stories

Although her people only got more worried. Idaliah's cry surfaced above the rest, and she couldn't even bear to look up from her crying position. This was helpless. This was helpless. This was helpless. It was just... hopeless. A day passed, and another, then another—and Adeline still couldn't lift her eyelids. It had been quiet outside, the tortures temporarily stopping. No one came to drag anyone out nor in, and yet she couldn't get herself to think of it as something to be thankful for.

She purposely presses herself into it and stands there like a doll out on display. Fuck me. “I…” I stutter, swallowing loudly, heat shooting straight to my groin. “Of course not. How can I ever change my mind, baby?” “Good,” she says as she slowly swipes her palm over the top part of the glass, revealing her face clearly. “Because I’ll be very disappointed.” Adaline… she presents herself like a young innocent, naive girl on the outside, but she’s as cunning as she is smart. And she knows exactly how to get what she wants when she wants it.

I can't help the tears spilling down my cheeks, "Adal, Alan, come here, his sister came to rescue us." Figures emerge from the bottom of the cell. They are tall, almost the size of Einar. They look a lot like my mother except that their hair is as black as mine. "Alanna, I introduce you to your brothers," she speaks, "this is Adal, he is the older of the two by fifteen minutes," he introduces me to the first one and I shake his hand, "and this is Alan, the youngest of my children," I also he shakes hands, although he is a little shyer.

Within seconds,a hard slap connected with my cheek, I felt a metallic taste in my mouth, I knew my lip was cut. “Babe!”Sally screamed and ran to pull him. I could feel tears moistening my eyes,so I focused my sight on the marbled floor and chewed hard on my lips to prevent my whimper. ******* Sally's Pov: I was wearing one of Adam's favorite shirts,lying on the couch after the meal. I couldn't still tell why he treated the girl quite my age that way, I felt some kind of pity for her. “What are you thinking of?”his voice broke into my thoughts. I looked up to see him taking off his shirt.

Then I stood up, telling everyone, “Sebastian and I are going to see Eva. We’ll be back shortly.” As soon as we were out the door, he asked, “Where does Eva live?” I smiled, “Just next door.” We walked to a small, white bungalow style house and I knocked on the door. A young woman who looked to be around age sixteen with coal black, waist-length hair opened the door. I smiled, “Hello, Eva. How are you?” Eva smiled, “It’s been a minute, Adele. I’m good. How are you? I heard you found your mate.” I smiled, “I’m doing well. Yes, I did. This is my mate, Sebastian. Sebastian, this is my cousin, Eva.” Sebastian shook her hand and she laughed, “He thinks I’m an unmated teenager.” I chuckled, “Eva i

GISELLE I told them about Adeline as much as I could remember about her -which wasn't much, and whatever I remembered about her wasn't great. Adeline was a trouble child from the beginning. She was three years older than me and never left an opportunity to terrorise or bully me. I still remember my deep relief when she disappeared and never returned. But now, staring at her face on the screen made me feel uncomfortable, the same way she had always made me feel.

"Thank you, Adeline. I'll keep that in mind." She returned smile and walked graciously toward the door. "Thanks, again, Mr. Steel." "Adeline," I returned with a nod, holding the door open for her. She nodded and walked out. I gently closed the door behind her and leaned against it in exasperation. "She didn't seem so bad." I looked up to see Leila standing in the doorway. "Too young." Leila laughed. "She's over a hundred and fifty years old!" I shook my head. "She would be more like a babysitter and playmate than a nanny and protector. I can see her playing cars and Barbies with him, but then if a rogue vampire comes at the door "

“No, you’re not. No one is taking my baby sister out on a date; besides she has a boyfriend. Her and Elliot have been together for like two years now or some shit like that.” At that moment Adalina strolls into the kitchen wearing a figure-hugging black dress, a pair of black knee-high leather boots and a blue jean jacket. Her hair is straight; it reaches just below her ass. I love when her hair is straight it is so beautiful. Adalina did her makeup a little bolder than usual. The most eye-catching part is the bright red lipstick; it makes her perfect pouty lips look even more kissable. Holy fuck she looks beautiful.

Adeline’s POV I came early. I always do when it matters. I had tied my hair back and dressed plainly, a long coat against the breeze, nothing extravagant. No scarf pulled high, no glasses to shade my eyes. I wasn’t here as Dr. Lean today. I was here as myself—Adeline. And that made every step heavier. I told myself I felt nothing. It wasn’t true. I was here for a child. That was all. A child who did not know me, and must not. A child who made my chest ache and my hands steady in the same breath.