Ash X Cynthia Novels & Stories

I shout, voice carrying farther than it should, “listen to me.” Fear ripples—but so does attention. “Go inside. Close your doors. Don’t watch. Don’t panic. This thing feeds on it.” A woman sobs, “Who are you?” I swallow. “Elora Vance,” I say. “And I won’t let it hurt you.” The words feel insane.They also feel true. The creature lunges. I raise my hand without thinking. The silver flares—solid now. The air between us hardens like glass. The creature slams into it, screeching as the barrier burns its skin.

Godly. Alpha Xavier Ashford was not a God, but a man. It was that realization that kept me from reacting when he finally broke the silence and spoke. “You haven’t killed the girl yet, Hael. Never have you toyed with your prey for this long, or in this…fashion.” I didn’t so much as blink, but that didn’t stop him from sneering at me. “Yes, I can scent her on you. It’s concerning to say the least, and we both know how I handle concerns such as these.”

I knew Axel didn't really care about me but he should have a little decency to at least not taunt me. Masha's eyes narrowed. " Let me guess. She's following Ashton like the lost little lovesick puppy she is," she pushes off Axel whose jaw clenched by her words and squeezed the cup in his hand. He threw it on the ground. "Poor little Winter just can't get it through her thick skull that Ashton will never see her in the way she wants," Masha snorts, eyes turning a dangerous color of hatred. "Who would want you?" she swirls the liquid in her cup, stepping closer. "Stupid broke bitch with no one."

“How many people have that level of clearance?” “Fewer than twenty.” “And how many of them are still inside the estate?” “Seventeen.” She went silent. Vance watched her carefully. “What?” She shook her head. “Nothing.” “Clara.” “I just realized something.” “What?” “The messages.” She pointed at the chip. “If the person has been communicating with the Syndicate for three weeks, they knew about Operation Ashfall before it happened.” Vance’s expression hardened. “That’s what I’m thinking.” “Then Torin wasn’t working alone.”

"Give me the name, Randolph." Belishaw struggled to stay silent, but it was like trying to catch grains of sand. Sinclair sighed and lifted the scalpel. This time he didn't move out of anger. He flicked his wrist and sliced Belishaw's other cheek. A cry escaped his lips, but he did not let the name out. Sinclair set his weapon down. "I wonder if I need to bring additional motivation for you? Perhaps the human woman you've been seeing. Jodie Harkness? Would she loosen your tongue if I had her to play with?"

Damien's voice trembled so much it was almost incoherent. "She mentioned the ash ceremony to my face, and I… I accused her of cursing herself." Richard and Eleanor had to hold onto each other just to stay upright. They finally realized that Seraphina had never been lying. She had been walking, step by step, toward her own destruction. And they had, time and again, rejected her final pleas for help. Eleanor, fighting through her heartbreak, snatched the phone and spoke to the customer service representative. "We want the ceremony. Reserve it for us!

He exited the office. Asher heard a knock on his door, he wondered if Ray had forgotten something. But before he could mutter a come in, the person behind the door walked in. Cynthia strolled in like she owned the office and he resisted the urge to slap his forehead. Cynthia was one of his slut but a persistent one. She is an actress. They had met in one of the Galas he had been invited to, he had taken interest in her and slept with her for about two months. The relationship had been ended by Catty when she got back from a business trip that she had gone for in the Caribbean’s. Her absence had made the relationship last that long, more so because Cynthia was an unresisting human. Nothing sh

Xanthus had always thought they were the best partner for each other, but he lost the courage to love again with Jared's appearance this time. Seeing Cynthia crying her heart out, Xanthus could only ask, "What's your plan? Do you want to go back?" Cynthia shook her head. She didn't know what to do either. After all, those who had died were her family. Even if they had done things that broke her heart, she still couldn't turn a blind eye. Cynthia passed out after crying for a few hours. Xanthus managed to wake her up with first aid but still sent her to the hospital, still worried. He even checked her heart rate and made sure she was okay before sitting down in the ward for a while.

And it worked perfectly. Cassandra had also predicted her coming back. So they went back to the mansion. But as they got there. She spread her legs apart to review her cunt. Being a long time since he had sex. He had aroused and had given her the very thing she wanted but Cynthia had dashed in seeing them in the state. And none of them worried. He had given her the wolfsbane to put in his drink. He heard a sound that conscious him. The glass cups have fallen and had pierced Cynthia's skin. Blood gushed out of her. she groaned and her groan had conscious him. He felt bad for punishing her.

Cynthia has started her business of selling fashionable stocks, her boutique comprises of both male and female wears, both with unisex shoes, body sprays, and perfumes, it is a big shop of it kind, very big and well stocked with goods, Cynthia was please to settle in the shop, whenever she goes to the shop she feels bless and will always call herself a woman, I am a giant, I dreamt, I worked towards it and now I am victorious, I have everything to write home about, Cynthia is a slot, she has no future, she is born by a mistake sperm, yes I am, but today men and women that mocked me are not in my class, my name is Cynthia great daughter of Becky,, she never give up in life, then why are you w