Ahs Cordelia Novels & Stories

Disoriented, she sat up slowly, her hair a wild mess around her face, tangled with remnants of her dreams. Then the door creaked open softly. Cordelia floated into the room. She was dressed in shimmering black silk that sparkled like the night sky. Her brown streaked hair was neatly pinned up, showing off her poise. Chloe recognized her from previous encounters, always the poised figure who seemed perfectly attuned to Valerius's every desire. Was she merely an assistant, servant, or something else entirely? “Good evening,” Cordelia said, her voice smooth and cool. “You’re awake.”

Cordelia sluggishly gets up, forcing her body to move, telling herself that lying there will not change anything. She staggers to the restroom, spraying her face with water, and looks at her image in the mirror. Her eyes are red-rimmed from sleep deprivation, and her auburn hair is a knotted mess. She tightens her robe about herself, then picks up her phone and calls Rachel. Rachel's voice chirps, "Hey, Del," following the second ring. "Hi," Cordelia says in a raspy voice. Rachel hears her tone right away. "You sound terrible. What's wrong?"

His thumb skated along my pulse, those lips twitching as they registered the brief spike. His eyes flickered to Cordelia, who had fished out a bundle of sage from her bag and lit the end with a match until it was smoldering. Asher watched with a dry expression as the middle-aged witch wandered throughout the lower floor of the house, humming softly as she wafted the burning herbs through the air. “An honor to meet you, Alpha Asher. And thank you kindly for allowing me inside of your pack.” Cordelia said with a warm voice, giving Asher a motherly smile.

Cordelia was suddenly sounding different, and the moment she raised her gaze, Kyla’s frown deepened. The guilt, the helpless woman was gone. Replaced by an aura she couldn’t pinpoint. She was creepy. Even her trembling hands moved elegantly. "Who are you really?" He asked. Cordelia licked sauce from her lower lip and rose gently. The men behind Carlos drew their guns and aimed at her. The clicking sound made Kyla's heart skipped. Cordelia chuckled, removing the torn cloak slowly. Carlos’s eyes widened, jaw tightening. The dragon tattoo was on her shoulder.

time had paused, everything went in slow motion. The moment she twirled it seemed as if her dress was on fire. Hades's heart skipped a beat, he immediately stood up thinking her dress was on fire but when she looked at him he understood it was just an illusion. The plain black dress was now an elegant apricot shimmery dress. She looked like a goddess. He stood there frozen and couldn't take his eyes off her. While the crowd that was harsh on her a while ago gasped and was in awe of the same dress they were affronting. The audience roared with cheers, she bowed and went back. Cordelia was livid. Her plan had failed yet again, and she could just stand there and watch. Anastasia walked up to h

Antonio bowed his head sadly. “I know you helped them at pier 9 Antonio.” Cordelia said with a smirk on her lips. “But don’t worry, I am in the mood to forgive today.” “They were going to die ma’am, Alexa was going to die too.” Antonio blurted out with emotions flowing through him. “And so am I young man!” Cordelia snapped, taking off the bonnet on her head. Antonio gasped at her bald head, with almost no trace of hair on it. Cancer.

"I see. Well, don't stay away too long, Asher. We have much to prepare for." Asher nodded. "Of course, Mother," he said, rising from his seat. "I won't be long." He forced a smile, a small, polite curve of his lips, and then excused himself from the garden. As he walked back towards the mansion. "Asher." He stopped, recognising the voice immediately. Turning around, he saw Thelia standing a few steps behind, her expression a mix of uncertainty and determination. Her long, dark hair casKyliand down her shoulders, and her eyes shimmered in the fading light. Asher raised an eyebrow, curious about what she wanted.

Although deep inside his heart, he pray to the moon goddess to guide his grand daughter, that someday she will find her way to fill destiny, and bring back a bright future for their pack, Riverdale. ___Hexa_Liem___ 25 years later ... I entered the corner shop which the sign board outside showing that it has ATM machines inside. I forgot to bring any cash with me when I drove back to this city. I walk to the corner of the shop after made sure that the ATM machine is there. Just before I entering my card, I realize that the constant beeping sound that I heard since entered the shop is coming from the machine. I look down and find a card still stuck on it.

His eyebrows raised in question, “I'm Ashanti. Ashanti Dunbar, and you? “ His eyes watched my hands longer than I felt comfortable with, I was about to withdraw them when he covered them with his hands. His hands are big, my hand fits perfectly into his like it was made for this. I mentally scold myself for thinking such. Before I could wander further into my thoughts, his deep baritone voice came. “Roman. Roman Domino "