Agnes Gru Novels & Stories

the woman announced as she walked behind him and kissed his neck, she smiled as she looked at us, she stayed leaning near Arimas whilst he played with her hair "I'm Thomas Birch, of the Unitaur coven, and ...." "Wait didn't you say you were from black wolf?" the woman insisted standing up straight now, even Arimas sat up straight. "No, he said we had just come from there, we were only visiting" I corrected "I'm Anastasia, queen of the seven kingdoms" Arimas stood up so fast I thought he might get whiplash, he put his drink down on the table near the sofa and started buttoning his shirt, I wanted to laugh at the sight

"There's the little asshole herself." Elena clucked her tongue. "She can't be that bad." Agnes poked her head out from behind the couch, bared her fangs, and hissed at him. "Look at those green eyes," he murmured. "So much violence hidden in those depths." Elena laughed, then crouched down and held her hand out. "Hey, pretty girl." Agnes gave her a disdainful look and disappeared back behind the couch. Chandler shook his head. "I'm telling you. She's awful."

She walked towards the glider on the south end, hoping to meet Lisa and Teressa. "Isn't that Gift?" Agnes asked herself, pausing to observe the lady who had just turned away from her direction. She didn't get a full view of her face, so she couldn't be sure. "It's been so long since I saw her; it's probably someone else," Agnes murmured as she watched the lady walk towards the Parks entrance with an elderly man. When she got to Teressa and Lisa, she noticed the anger on Lisa's face. "What is wrong, my angel? Where's your ice cream?" Agnes asked.

“NO, you absolute whore! He has one sister!” Agnes didn’t miss a beat. She tilted her head like she was mentally filing paperwork at a marriage registry. “Well,” she said thoughtfully, “I don’t mind a little... brunch buffet between the thighs if it comes with a seven-figure settlement.” “AGNES!” I shrieked.

Desperately, Agnes attempted to contact her mother but again the wall of restrained fighters surrounded her. "Mother!" Pale and screaming again, her voice filled with intolerable hysteria, Agnes sank back into the cushions. Xeik’s blades were shining at night and Minerva fainted. The world appeared to come to a halt, the only focus in Agnes’s eyes- her mother falling to the ground. Agnes’s voice rose and cracked out a strangled sound, low-pitched and agonized, cutting through the clamor.

She had wanted to throw up the moment she saw it but managed to force it down and concentrate on the sick person that was about to take another life. Anderson looked back down at Miss. Agnes who had hidden her face with her slightly raised elbow and was grinning at Anderson. It was a provocative grin. Almost as if she was asking what he intended on doing. To Anderson, it looked to him like she was enjoying everything. Like it was all a game to her.

One by one, she grabs the pieces from everyone like a wild animla who is protecting its child from the predators and begins to deposit it into the chest. “I said enough!” Agnes says, grabbing Yeri and throwing her to the ground like a piece of paper. Like I said, Agnes is a scary wolf even if she is a middle-aged woman…she is a gamma of the dragon blood heritage after all. Agnes looks up at me on the balcony and I exhale. “Upstairs, both of them…” I say, walking back into the room.

Suddenly Agnes had an idea and begged Riffen: - Riffen, I'll move out but you want us to have a meal as parting, can we be friends from now on? Riffen also didn't want to think about it much, so he quickly agreed: - Okay. But Riffen didn't know how many intrigues she had, Agnes smiled happily but still tried to appear sorry and left. Riffen didn't even notice that expression on her face and continued to concentrate on work. When Vidor went to report to Riffen, Agnes was on the phone to someone and said:

His body shook with rage as growls still rumbled from his chest, but he didn’t move another inch. Just like that. One word, and the unstoppable beast obeyed. My blood turned to ice. Agnes released a long, satisfied sigh, tilting her head back slightly. “Oh my goodness. How good it feels to be back in the land of the living. You have no idea how cramped it is on the other side. No room to stretch, no fresh air, no entertainment.” She smiled, and it was the most terrifying thing I had ever seen. “I’ve missed this.”

the cashier said carefully, her tone steady, “everyone is welcome here.” Agnes didn’t even spare her a glance. She stood tall, her presence cold and unshaken, and fixed her gaze back on Kathalina with fearless intensity. “I’ll expose you, Kathalina,” she murmured, her eyes glinting like steel. “You’re a fraud. You’ve always been a fraud.” Kathalina didn’t flinch. She stood calmly, her chin raised, refusing to let Agnes’s words pierce her. “And yet here you are,” she said evenly, “wasting your time on me. Tell me, Agnes… who looks more desperate now?”