The Age Of Adaline The Book Novels & Stories

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.

The gray-coated man followed quietly. "It wasn't hidden." "It simply hadn't chosen anyone." The White Book floated beside Adrian. Its blank pages suddenly filled with names. Not stories. Authors. Some were familiar. Most had never existed in any history Adrian remembered. Then... every name slowly faded away. Only one remained. Adrian. Before anyone could speak... a small figure appeared between the endless shelves. A little girl. No older than eight. She carried a worn notebook against her chest. Unlike everyone else... she looked completely ordinary.

Chapter 15 Adelie POV Waking up very early in the morning to find myself alone in the room gives me so much freedom and the chance to do my things how I do them on normal days. It's 5am, and I still have much time to get ready for work.

Lina POV. It’s been 2 weeks since Alpha William introduced me to the pack and tomorrow is my 18th birthday. Or technical it’s first the day after tomorrow. But they say the shift always happens at midnight for the day, so that is why it’s being celebrated tomorrow night. I am sitting in the bathtub relaxing a little, last few days have been so busy, Luna Elizabeth planning my birthday party together with my grandma. Even I told them I don’t want anything big. But they tell me 18 is an important birthday.

"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.

“Okay, if you don't want to talk about what you experienced, that's fine. You still need time to calm yourself down. Get some rest, beautiful woman. Now you are safe in our house.” “Mr. Roney, Mrs. Miranda, thank you for helping me. I am very indebted to you two.” “You're welcome. It is our duty as fellow human beings to help each other,” replied Mr. Roney with a smile. Mrs. Miranda also smiled. Adaline smiled because she met people as good as them. “What is your name, Daughter, and where do you live?” Mrs. Miranda asked. “I'm Adaline Herbert, I live in urban Canada.”

She sifted through the books and was sure she would recognize one of them. "Of course, it's a book!" Rain looked almost deceived. "Because the last time we came here, my dad asked you to send him some books. But, you don't do that, madam. Can you explain why? Or do you actually know something but deliberately hide it from us?" Immediately, Ben felt betrayed and cheated by Madam Adaline and Rain. Hardy's three wolves immediately alerted. They surrounded Adalin's desk and were on high alert. Rain checked one by one the stacks of books on Adalin's desk. She fingered the cover with a damp palm out of nervousness and stopped on one of the notebooks. She felt the power of the runes depicted on the

Adeline Early in the morning, I was in front of the wardrobe looking for something to wear. I didn't know what, because I felt huge. My belly grew bigger and bigger and the clothes were too luxurious for my taste. I kept looking and picked a simpler, more comfortable piece. I wore gray sweatpants and a white short”sleeved shirt. I left the room and started walking around. I didn't go around it many times, as the house was huge and I got tired quickly, but I enjoyed looking at the works of art on the walls. Beautiful painting and decorative objects to the point of hypnotizing someone. I took a few more steps and saw a painting of a blond boy with caramel eyes, who couldn't have been more than

After he left, the mansion became unusually quiet. Mrs Margareta found Adaline downstairs later in the afternoon sitting in the living room with a book she clearly was not paying attention to. Mrs Margareta sat opposite her with an unreadable smile. “So,” she began. Adaline looked up cautiously. “So what?” “Tell me everything.” Adaline immediately coughed violently. Mrs Margareta widened her eyes. “Do you need water?” She quickly signaled one of the servants. “No, I’m fine,” Adaline said quickly, embarrassed. “Something just entered my throat.”

I smiled at her. "My apologies ma'am, good morning," Adaline said, bowing her head a little. "How was your night?" I asked and cleared my throat, before sitting close to the kitchen counter. "It wasn't too fine," Adaline replied with a sad tone. She turned off the cooker and looked at me. "I miss her," Adaline uttered with tears filling her eyes. "She reminded me so much about my daughter. Her laughter, smile, and vibrant character made me love her as if she were mine,"