Novel & Cerita Agatha Trunchbull

“I don’t repeat myself so I’m waiting or maybe, I should shoot Mr Tommaso now and end his story. Agatha… what do you have to say? I turned pointing my gun at Agatha “Ma’am please don’t shoot me” “Really? One reason I shouldn’t do so? Agatha, one the things I hate most is people stealing from me. Trust me, it doesn’t end well for them. Seems like you’ve forgotten who I am. I don’t forgive those who trespass against me. My gun does the judging and punishment” “Ma’am,… I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to. Actually… “ “I don’t want your stories. Provide the money in the next 24 hours or kiss your mother goodbye”

“What do you mean? Who is watching?” “Agatha,” her mother interjected, her expression turning grave. “The High Priestess Agatha. She has been alive for over a thousand years, fueled by dark magic and a thirst for power. She senses your potential and will come for you. You must be cautious.” “But I want to fight back!” Aqua exclaimed, desperation threading through her words. “I don’t want to hide anymore. I need to know how to harness my powers.”

Agatha got up, then bowed her head, and hurriedly left Elena's room. Agatha took a deep breath. Last night, Elena asked her for biscuits and a glass of milk for breakfast this morning. But now, she rejected it and said didn't want sweets for her breakfast. “Hah … it's okay Agatha, it's okay.” Agatha tried to calm herself and not get emotional. Agatha Candice, better known as Agatha, was an omega werewolf from Moon Stone Pack, working as a slave in Raymond's house, an alpha and Elena's father. She has a pretty face that was quite similar to Elena that made her a target of bullying by that girl.

Suddenly Myrvinne, who is actually hiding its presence hit one of the intruders however the other one aimed at him to save its comrade. The others follow suit and see current commotion. “What the! What are they?” Agatha gasped in surprise, she had never seen such a creature before, so then the twin fought the two creatures. Moreover, they overpowered the two, it was then, the other creature threw a smoke bomb and the twins lost them.

Their gaze locked for a few seconds, and he lifted his hand to touch her cheek when… Clap! Clap! Clap! “I hate to ruin your moment, but this is nauseating.” As they all turned their attention to Baltazar, twelve cloaked men raised their hands in unison releasing a black current attacking Agatha, catching her by surprise. Her body was thrown to the ground, with blood oozing from her head. “AGATHA!”

I had always hated the name of our pack, thinking it was too bland. Atlas Andino emerged from his car, his usual friends in tow. I knew them all by name, noting how their styles of bullying differed. Atlas Andino, with his pale blonde hair and startling grey eyes. Shaina Adam's with her espresso skin and gorgeous sneer. Michelle Cario, with her long legs and thick accent. Duke Kentworth, with his football jersey and messy black hair. Dean Marsh, with his curly chocolate hair and sly smile.

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

asked the man standing there. "How many people are there?" I replied. "I asked who you are and where are you from. Why are you answering my question?" The man looked angry at me. "Calm down! Don't be angry! I'll ask nicely. I'm Agatha. Have you ever heard of my name and where I come from?" Suddenly the man's expression was shocked. The man actually wanted to attack me. "Hey, what are you doing?" I asked. I've already prepared my stance to fight him.

He backed up to the door and pulled it ajar, letting the bullies enter. Jayce tutted and shook his head as he passed. He was at least a head taller than the rest of them and had fists the size of boulders. Everyone knew this guy was an animal when it came to fighting. It was the consensus that if you got targeted you rolled up and played dead, much like the protocol for a bear attack. "I'm sorry, okay?" Alfie cried. "I'm sorry. I only went with her because she bought me stuff. I don't even like her."

Gua said, and I smile up at her in appreciation. "Thank you so much Mrs Gua," seeing as she had gotten the textbooks which were drenched with toilet water, I followed her into the kitchen, and once we arrive there, I see Thomas sitting on the counter, a smile on his face as he's texting someone who I assume is his new girlfriend, Jane. "Thomas, be useful and take out the trash. It's almost tipping over- can't you see?" She sneers at him before turning on the oven. I find myself running my eyes over his tanned muscles which the tank top he's in highlights. His hairy legs are in view and the palms on his feet are as ink black as his shiny, washed hair which always looked like it had some oil o