Agnes Waterhouse 소설 & 이야기

She stuttered nervously. "Ah, Moon water." Agnes's face broke into a friendly grin. "It holds the energy or intention of whatever it's infused with." She winked. "How do you mean?" "Well, the water acts like a psychic sponge, holding on to the energy the Moon is sending from the cosmos into our world," Agnes explained like it made perfect sense. "Um, that energy made my face kind of melt off," Nueva mumbled, not sure Agnes would believe her.

Crimson Manor Keeper Agnes Blackwell whispered, stepping up to help me clear the stone counter. Agnes had served House Nightbane for three centuries, and she had never witnessed the second prince allow anyone near his personal food supply without a poison taster present. "You flatter me, Agnes," I replied, my dark skin flushing slightly as I brought the warm chalice directly to Cassius, squatting beside his wheel to offer it. "Drink this; it will soothe the dark veins in your throat." I scooped a small pool of the liquid with the silver spoon, raising it directly to his lips.

Agnes POV I waited for hours till Damien's silly wife gained consciousness. Her guts irritated the living day out of me. As soon as she opened her eyes, I poured the bowl of ice water I had kept on the table on her. She yelled as those ice cubes landed forcefully on her body. “Not so smart now right?" I mocked, laughing loud.

Agnes studied her for a long moment. "1974," she said finally. "I left with my daughter and two hundred pounds. Edinburgh. Nothing else." She started locking the till. "My daughter is a doctor in Glasgow now. I own this shop. I sleep in a bed no one makes me feel small in." Yessica's throat tightened. "You told me it would get harder first." "It will." Agnes put on her coat. "But you'll survive it. You already are." She was walking home when she saw it.

Eleanor is behind me, knowing that I can handle this, but she is ready to defend if Agnes tried something or crossed the line. Agnes laughed, then continue speaking. "Hestia, Hestia, Hestia, for a Royal you're really dumb." She said nonchalantly. I clench my fist, and I can feel Eleanor gripping my hand, telling me that she's just trying to get under my skin. "So tell me... How do you like my house???" Agnes, amused by what's happening. "What???? Your house?? This isn't your house. This is Hecate's house. You're being a delusional bitch Agnes."

I don’t like the fucker, but he is still her brother, and he has motives to try and find her. “Mate, we’ve got something”, Elliot says as he throws me a towel. I wipe my face with it, and I walk to him. My breathing is heavy, and my heart is beating a thousand beats a minute. I look at the screen, and I see it. Agnes pulling Everly’s passed-out body through the corridor as if she was a sack of potatoes. When did she get that strong? She is recovering from cancer. I shake my head a couple of times, using away bad thoughts, and I don’t need them to make me feel worse about not protecting my wife and unborn child.

Before I could react, Agnes turned toward a woman I didn't recognize standing beside her. She looked to be in her late forties, dressed in healer's robes, with sharp eyes that immediately assessed me from head to toe. "Ingrid," Agnes said hurriedly. "Please check her… she's awake!" The woman nodded and stepped closer. "Lyra, how are you feeling?" I opened my mouth to answer, but nothing came out. My throat felt like sandpaper. "Water..." My voice cracked painfully, but that was all I could manage to say. Agnes didn't waste a second. She rushed toward a nearby table and quickly returned with a cup that already had a straw placed inside.

The look on Hailey's face was cold, and she stared at Agnes with such an emotionless face, "Also, I you have done too many awful deeds, you will have to pay the price someday. That's exactly what happened to your legs. Am I right?" "Hailey!! You bitch!" Agnes screamed. Recalling the fear and pain she har gone through when she fell down from the stairs years ago, Agnes could no longer hold back her anger. She raised the glass in her hand and threw the water in it at Hailey. A glass of water splashed unto Hailey and she was soaked all through. She took a cold look at Agnes, turned around and went into the building to ask for a jug of water. Then she strode to Agnes and poured the entire jug of

My tour of the house was interrupted by the feel of something cold. i shrieked and realized it was a fruit juice. "No alcohol in the house, toddlers," Agnes apologized. I laughed if off and thanked her for the drink. "Did you want to see me about something?" Agnes asked. I guess my time here was up, I placed the watermelon smoothie on the table and brought out my phone. "I came to get your number," i said and passed her the unlocked phone.

I wasn’t sure if I was even still alive. Then a sudden wave of heat flushed through my veins as I felt an agonising pain in my head. My memories flushed back in, crashing into me like a flood. Instantly, I screamed and my back arched off the stretcher as if a current ripped through me. ****** Agnes I remember everything now. My name isn’t Louisa King but it’s Agnes Hale. I was born a witch and raised in a coven that lived in harmony. My greatest mistake was falling in love with Alpha Kaleb. He deceived me, made me believe he cared and promised to marry me.