Hunting Adeline
H.D. Carlton, 2022
Romance Mystery, thriller & crimeHorrorContemporary fiction
For readers who want the dangerous part of romance taken literally: obsession, captivity, and devotion that refuses to end, even at the grave.
Feels like longing and dread. About love, power and morality.
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The difference between owning someone and being owned by them.
I may own every breath in your body, but make no mistake, Adeline, you own mine, too. I am yours to command. To bend and break. To mold and manipulate. Do you think that makes me weak? Or do you think I’m strong enough to admit that even though my body can physically live on without you, I would never get my fucking soul back? H.D. Carlton.Hunting Adeline is the sequel to Haunting Adeline, a self-published dark romance that found a vast audience through BookTok.
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Questions readers ask
- What is Hunting Adeline like?
- Feels like longing and dread. About love, power and morality.
- What should I read after Hunting Adeline?
- If you liked Hunting Adeline, try Phantasma (Kaylie Smith), Midnight Sun (Stephenie Meyer) and One Dark Window (Rachel Gillig).
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What tenderness looks like after it has learned to bite back.
Soft hearts don’t survive here.” “What kinds of hearts do?” He leaned down until their eyes were level. “Hearts with teeth.” He reached out and gently gripped her chin in his hand, rubbing the pad of his thumb across her full, bottom lip. She was frozen in place. “C’mon, angel, show me your teeth.
Phantasma · Kaylie Smith
The old story that turns a lover into a god of the underworld.
For just a second, I saw Persephone, pomegranate in hand. Dooming herself to the underworld. Is that who I was? Hades himself, coveting springtime, stealing it, condemning it to endless night.
Midnight Sun · Stephenie Meyer
The answer to a private question, given in front of everyone.
Are you still pretending?” I said, reveling in his gaze. Ravyn gave a surprised laugh and, in front of everyone, leaned in and kissed me. “I never was,” he whispered into my lips.
One Dark Window · Rachel Gillig
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