Agatha Trunchbull Novels & Stories

It's so awkward and mannerless to bark into someone's office but here I'm helpless to do and pull such a stunt all because of Mr Sati's evil tactics. Catching my words, a tall and lean probably handsome guy stood from his seat like a robot in response before saying " Yes... ". I breathe in relief that he's here and finally I got to meet him rather than letting my today go to waste like others days. Someone switched on the lights of the room making my eyes shut before adjusting for the brightness. Moving my eyes to the guy who was indeed handsome and looked quite familiar to me, I forced him an apologetic smile, after all, today I'll make him sign another deal with me and have my family busin

Agatha chuckled nervously, which Made George clench. “I don’t make friends with traitors.” He said. George ordered the guards to pick them up and get the child inside the room. Agatha laughed as if she had just heard a funny joke. “Why you don’t like traitors like me? Is it because you were a traitor too? George… George… George… Don’t act as if you’re not like us. You’re a traitor too, aren’t you?” Agatha said sarcastically. “Hey! Let me go!” Agatha complained as she struggled from the grip of a guy who took them. She even made a hiss and glared at the guy who had just tied her hands to her back.

Agatha smiled gently, reaching up with a soft hand to tenderly wipe a stray tear from my bruised cheek. “Well…” she murmured, her eyes shining with a chilling, hidden victory. “There is one thing…” *************

Singers' face. Agatha's eyes widened in shock as she witnessed his unexpected actions; this was not part of the plan. She was supposed to persuade Mr. Singers. Moving swiftly, she positioned herself between the two men, using her own body as a barrier to shield Mr. Singers from the gun pointed at him. "I will persuade him to hand over the code to you," she declared with determination. Banito's response was a scoff filled with disdain. He regarded Agatha as a delusional daydreamer unlike any he had encountered before. "Do you truly believe he would heed the words of a traitor like you?" Banito sneered, his skepticism evident in his tone.

Agatha was both shocked and angry hearing Skylar's response. She shouted, "You devil, go to hell!" Buzz! As soon as she finished speaking, a strong aura burst out from Agatha's body. She held a silver sword tightly and stabbed it straight at Skylar. The air was distorted wherever the sword had slashed through. Skylar looked relaxed when he saw that Agatha exploded in anger. "Sect Master Agatha, stop fighting back. You'll never stand a chance to escape this chamber."

The mother hesitated a little, finding it difficult to say his name. "Umm, umm." "People are dying so what is his name." Autumn yelled. "Raphael." "Raphael." Vicky yelled. The toy leaped from her hand and returned to its real form. She could hear Agatha scream, right behind Autumn, Agatha was held hostage by these monsters, Agatha knew this was the end for her as they forced her head up, opened her eyes and made her look into the light, her body shook violently as Autumn ran towards it, "please Agatha, hold on."

Ashton. How on earth did he get my contact? "Mr. Ashton," I replied with an intentionally frosty tone. Tracy was at alert and she crept closer to me, her annoyance also rolling off her in waves. He chuckled—a deep, rumbling sound that echoed. To me it was arrogant and annoying. "You recognise my voice then. That's really smart. From your tone, I guess you've gotten my gift," he stated, like I should be impressed with him. "And you probably didn't like it." He added.

Are you being serious right now? He slaughtered those men like they were nothing, and yet… I wasn’t even scared. I was mesmerized. Those tattoos—detailed, intricate, like paintings. And one in particular—it looked familiar. But where had I seen it before? Ugh. Add that to my ever-growing list of “figure out later.” For now, I need to get somewhere safe. Somewhere I can breathe, process, think about the absolute disaster my world has become. Agatha isn’t really my sister. She’s a princess and apparently the key to some grand scheme.

Spurts of blood poured out from the transfigured henchman's mouth, splattering the muddy grounds while bleeding copiously from his wounds caused by the sharpened long rocks, “Hey~ why aren’t you fighting me one on one? Or are you afraid you will lose.” He smirked, “Oh, come on~ just for a few moments~” “It just a waste of time fighting you head on, I prefer my potency doing the job for me.” “Right~” he laughed, “Huhuhu. Are you forgetting I’m not alone.” Suddenly, the bald man and the lady were seen right behind Gage about attacking him. A big lump of stone emerged from the stony colossus giant’s head coming in between them.

Agatah said, which made Stacy look at me. “ what? You're saying that I'm just inventing a story? Well here is the truth. Agatha just wants to be closer to you so he could use you to seduce Travis. Isn't it? Agatha?” I look at her while she's really mad at me now. “ Fuck you!” She cursed me but after that she received a hard slap from Stacy. “ You're such a hideous person! How dare you?! '' Stacy couldn't believe it. Then Aghata chuckled sarcastically.