Why Did Frank Kill Gigi In Haunting Adeline Novels & Stories

"That's right. I know everything now! All the while, Shaun thought I was with you, and that I wanted him dead. But you're the one behind it all! I never did a damn thing. You framed me! How can you be so cruel? It wasn't enough to try to kill him—you broke his spirit!" "That's exactly what I wanted," Gilbert hissed. "I wanted him dead and heartbroken. I wanted to tear you two apart so you could never be together. I wanted him to hate you!" Halsey was shaking with rage. "Your plan will never work!" Gilbert sneered, "Hah! Once I send you to your grave, Shaun will lose you forever. If I can't have you, then he sure as hell won't. He'll never beat me!"

Familiar, but far from being so. “ I am afraid Adeline, you are under investigation for killing the beta of the pack and his wife. In essence, you are out first and only suspect” he said folding his arms over his chest. I blinked, then I blinked again. I was still waiting for the punchline, for him to say that this was just a joke to make me feel better. I mean c’mon I just lost my parents. But uncle Jerome’s expression never changed, instead it became harder. Harsher.

"I guess I really can't hesitate at all…" Glowering, he seized Gigi by the neck and slammed her against the wall. Bang! "Ahhh…" she groaned in pain, but it somehow carried a hint of sensuality. Any men who heard her would certainly be disarmed, but Frank would not fall for her tricks again. His fingers clenching, there was an audible crack as Frank crushed her neck. "Guh…" Gigi's eyes widened as she died in a split second, not understanding how a top Blackrank assassin like her—and a Birthright rank individual at that—would die just then.

“I’m not sure. But I’m not taking any chances. Watch her.” The night had already become deeper and deeper, and yet my thoughts still wouldn’t let me rest. Adeline wasn’t some Rogue wanderer. That much I was sure of. As to what she was running from, I’d find out about it soon enough. I was about to drift back to work to block my unanswered question from filling my head when Brax’s question brought ice to my spine. “What if she’s the reason Francine died?” A growl immediately escapes my lips. “If she is… she won’t survive long enough to regret it.”

I swing the edge of the metal rim against fatty one’s face, his skin splitting across his forehead and cheeks. He cries while crawling to safety, the sound of his friend crying and screaming as I kept bashing his face in with the metal. I walked slowly to the crawling one and pulled his leg towards me as he crawled. I stepped on his ankle hard. The sound of his cries seemed to make Adeline flinch, her face paling. She’s doing it again. I took out my gun and silencer and shot him straight in the spot between his eyes, ending him instantly. I walked to her, my hands on her neck rubbing and pressing on it. “C’mon Adeline, wake up. It’s me, Croix.” I said softly. When she doesn’t, I pressed my l

She was bleeding profusely and she was covered with a cloth that didn't cover all her body. She looked pale. She was crying at the same time with Jackson laying on her thigh. She looked very drenched. “Dad,” Jackson said as he saw me. He stood up and hugged me immediately while Adrianna just watched us. He was also crying. “Those bad men took Hayley. They took her away.” He cried. I looked at Adrianna. “Frederick, I want her back.” She said, staring at me. “What happened to you? You didn't tell me you were bleeding? What did they do to you.” I said, moving closer to her.

And now, when we met again, I was already bones in the ground—and she had become a powerful, influential billionaire. But Nicky was sick. And she needed me. So she came looking for me—the man she hated with every fiber of her being—and unleashed her vengeance on everyone I loved. But I was already dead. Suddenly, Adeline's cold voice cut through my thoughts, pulling me back. "If Samuel won't show himself, I'll just have to turn up the pressure." My stilled heart lurched. The next instant, Adeline gave the order. Her men swarmed my elderly father and hanged him alive—right there, in front of my grave.

"You don't know what family is, what love is. If you did, you wouldn't have destroyed my life. Because of you, I lost my love, my child. And I will never forgive you for this. Never." Malcolm's face went white, his eyes wide with shock. He seemed to have lost his words, his usual bluster and anger replaced by a stunned silence. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. He was frozen, unable to respond to the raw emotion and pain that Adeline had unleashed upon him. For a moment, the only sound in the room was Adeline's ragged breathing, and the heavy weight of her words hung in the air like a challenge. "I am leaving," Adeline said, her voice firm and resolute, "and I hope I will n

Gigi hardly has the opportunity for one shriek before Barsha's fangs are entrenched in her jugular. I gasped when I realized the situation. Fuck. She nibbled on Gigi's neck, and I shrieked as her cries for aid were cut short with a choking gurgling. Blood then began to run from her neck, and she proceeded to writhe about on the ground, frantically attempting to push Barsha off of her. Barsha, on the other contrary, does not move and just resumed her lips to Gigi's neck. I hurried to Gigi's side after hearing a gunshot and saw the backside of Barsha's skull erupt all over the accent walls.