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"If anything, it makes things simpler." "Simpler how?" "Now you don't have any reason to stay married to me." Adeline's face crumpled. "You're a monster." She pushed past me and went to get dressed. A few minutes later, she came back downstairs and left with the police officers. After they were gone, I went back upstairs to Rebecca. She was sitting up in bed, looking worried. "I heard voices," she said. "What happened?" "Adeline's mother is dead," I said.

"What the hell is going on? Why can't I wake up when this dream looks real?" It had been several months, and it would not be like what Chloe said, he would do evil things with ghosts at night. As soon as he thought of this, Adeline felt a chill run down his spine. She subconsciously lifted the quilt a little higher. It was so scary! Besides, she would only have such a dream after returning to the Lockwood family. Was there anything dirty in the Lockwood family's house? She really wanted to find someone to ask what was going on.

“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

Lillie Damon stared out the window of her cabin. The lightning in the midnight sky illuminated the forest on Slaughter Hill. Wind hissed through the forests. Thunder rang with a loud explosion that echoed for miles. She was determined it was a suitable midnight to cast a spell upon her suitor Paul. She went into the shower. Lying down on the counter was a comb that Paul used to comb his hair. Lillie picked up the hair from his comb. Lillie stepped onto the back deck and cleaned the soil off the underside of his loafers. She continued into the backyard and ignited a picture of him and picked up the ashes. She was squatting on the floor with torches all around her. The gleam of the torches pro

This time the door stood wide open, like she was expecting me, like she knew I wouldn’t dare be late. I stepped inside without knocking. Adeline was already there, behind her desk, and she looked… fuck. She wore a black blazer, but it was open down the front, and underneath was red lace lingerie that barely covered anything. The cups of the bra were sheer, her nipples dark and hard against the fabric. Black stockings hugged her long legs, the lace tops digging into her thighs just enough to leave little indents. High black heels caught the desk light and gleamed. She sat with her legs crossed, one foot dangling, and the second I walked in, her eyes locked on mine, and she didn’t say a word.

Before Igor could curse her, she was already sucking him. "Damn!" Igor cursed. -- [Basement] Despite the fact that Adeline lost blood again even more than before, she just couldn't sit still. She's on her feet, backing the wall and staring at the dark. The basement smells like snow—like Madden, and she hates it so much. No sound except for the crickets and fireflies, and the sound of her dragged breaths. Her phone has been buzzing in her pocket, but she didn't even check cos it's obviously the group chat.

. . . AUTHOR’S POV The evening air was crisp, wrapping around Adeline like an unwelcome reminder of the past. As she stepped out of the sleek black car, her heels clicking softly against the stone pavement, a sickening wave of nausea hit her like a tidal wave. The moment her feet touched the ground, her chest tightened. This place—this very ground—was where Leonardo had screamed his last breath, where Bianca’s body had burned. The memory of that night clawed at her mind, vivid and unforgiving.

Undaunted, Adeline scoffed, "You? Divorce him? Planning to beg on the streets? How would you survive without him? Got some guy on the side? What could they possibly want—your limp? Your uselessness? Or your age?" That was her mother and the toxic atmosphere of this house. No wonder she dreaded every visit; each one was pure torment. "Fine! Then I'm out! I'll go beg right now!" She stood up and stormed toward the door. "With that limp, how far will you get?" Adeline sneered. "Don't embarrass yourself and us. When he gets back and asks, should I tell him you went out hustling?" Rebecca froze at the door, her back to Adeline. She bit her lip until it bled, desperately holding back her tears.

' Allan whispered all the way to the airport. **** Meanwhile, Damian and Eve had reached the cemetery where Adeline was buried. Damian stays in the car to look after Aleena who is worried that she might wake up at any moment and scream when she doesn't find anyone beside her. Eve walked slowly to where Adeline was buried. To Eve's surprise, she found something unusual there. Eve looked left and right but the cemetery was deserted, just her around where Adeline was buried. Eve looked down and picked up a white rose and her favorite Lily flower along with some chocolates that were lying on Adeline's grave.

she said turning the pages onto the next bloodline, both paused seeing the ink splattered against the entire page “Oh no,” Layana said as she raised the book to see better but it was difficult, Declan took the book from her ‘House Adair… with the ability to read one’s mind and to destroy… it’s hard to make out,” he murmured raising the book closer to his face, but it was futile, the ink had covered it completely, “Read one’s mind I'm sure that’s what I did…” she said, Declan turned the page but like the page before it, the ink had covered it completely.