Agatha Spoiler Novels & Stories

She pulled her face out of the bars and continued talking, "You should be thankful that the evil maid’s plans did not work as she planned because If you had killed Melody, the repercussions would have been disastrous." My brows furrowed in confusion. Despite not believing her words, I couldn’t help but ask. "What repercussions?" The witch sucked in a deep breath like it was going to be her last before speaking. "That girl, Agath, she is from Moonblood. She lied about losing her family and having nowhere to go just so she would gain access to this pack. She got what she wanted when you accepted her without much investigation. Agath is a spy who was sent by Damon. But from what I see, I can te

"You passed out as we came out of the cemetery" She looked back and saw the average iron gate of the cemetery, it was silver in color and the color was almost washed off already. She could see the walls surrounding it and it wasn't as high as the ones she saw while she was in the cemetery. She couldn't figure out how that was possible or why everything was going this way but she was glad she came out of there. "But.." Tasha still looking confused "But what?" Austin leaned closer immediately, looking worried. He had no idea why she fainted, but he was just glad she was okay. He wasn't ready to witness another death, let alone be there when it happened.

“So, you don’t have plans of, like, getting back the—your company?” “Of course I do have. But for now, just trust me on this one, Celine.” I said. “But—” she was cut off when my phone suddenly rang. “Excuse me, I have to take this call,” I excused myself. +639********* calling… “Hello? Agatha Tatiana speaking.” “Hey…” he said. His voice kinda sounds familiar. “Uh, who's this?” “Ouch, I thought you remember me,” he said.

Agatha's POV I feel crazy. Why am I in such a strange place? Even though I've been here, to be honest, I'm traumatized. But if I can't complete my mission then I can't return to the city of annoying humans. A few moments later I chose to start approaching the palace. There is a guard there. I'm really scared. But I can't stop there. I slowly walked and he noticed my presence. "Hey, who are you?" asked the man standing there.

she said as she handed over another doughnut box "You already gave me a doughnut box" "Yeah I know but I have to repay you for all the doughnuts delivery you did for me" "Take it while I will go share the rest with the others" "Hadi, is your mom always like this?” "She didn’t give me any doughnuts" Hadi frowned "Aya why didn’t you give her doughnuts" "She didn’t give me either," Ata said "Aww you’re so cute, don’t worry I will share mine with you," I said as I knelt next to them

Agatha already has a lot of lovers and she's given herself away a long time ago. I'm one of the people who knows this secret which is also part of why she targets me a lot. She can't stand that I'm innocent and she's not. As if I'm the one who asked her to whore around. “Look at you, so surprised at something so obvious. I guess the stupidity would never leave you in any life. Last time and this, you're still the same idiots.” I insulted them. Dante frowned, “What do you mean by last time? Was there another life other than this?”

Agatha’s POV Agatha lets out a shrill scream and throws Maligils to the ground. "Get her out of my sight! Take her to the square!" She turns to Sunday. "Make sure every member of the pack is there to watch. I want her to die a shameful death!” As the guards drag Maligils away, she calls out one last time: "Be strong, Alora! I am… sorry I have to go like this…” "Shut her up!" Agatha kicks Maligils in the head, silencing her.

Agatha, a frail figure with weathered features, sat in a worn armchair by the fireplace, her piercing gaze fixed upon me. “You've come,” she say, her voice laced with a mixture of weariness and anticipation. “The chosen one walks among us once again.” I approach her cautiously, my eyes drawn to the ancient books surrounding her, their faded spines whispering secrets of forgotten ages. “Agatha,” I began, my voice betraying both determination and trepidation. “I seek your guidance. The Night Howlers have fallen under a curse that plagues our lineage.” Agatha nodded knowingly, her eyes glimmering with ancient wisdom. Yes, child,” she replied, her voice carrying the weight of centuries. “The cu

And there were no amount of words that could describe how hard the situation was. “I’m sorry,” Agatha apologized, her eyes turning down. “I don’t know what to say. I didn’t know Gio died. I mean, I know the warlock is killing some werewolves to draw strength from them, but I didn’t know that he will take Gio’s life.” “What do you mean draw strength from them?” I asked as Agatha stood from the couch and traipsed toward the kitchen.

At least that's what I hoped it was. "Are you sure you want to know?" "You mean you're actually going to tell me this time?" She bit her lip, hesitating with the answer. “Come on Lills, it's killing me not knowing!” Her bottom lip slid free of her perfectly white teeth. "We're with the Scorchers." "Scorchers?" She nodded. "How...?" Lillith and Dave shared a fleeting, knowing look. "Aaron," she said, finding my confused gaze again.