Ash X Cynthia Novels & Stories

Her scream was raspy and loud, but was quickly drowned out by the chaos, death, and blood. ‘I can handle it from here. Go help Mason! Last I saw he was fighting some bitch with super strength.’ Asher’s voice flooded my head through the mind-link, gritty with determination as he rolled across the grass leapt over a fence, drawing the witches attacking him further away. I turned around and began sprinting, my feet thundering against the asphalt as the houses began to flit by. Colors blurred, all tainted by flickering hues of red and orange—of flame.

said Cynthia as these were the only words that popped up in her mind . "Who is gonna gift you such expensive locket . " said Heacte . " Well if your non existing friends don't gift you anything that doesn't mean my friends won't gift me anything . " said Cynthia . "What do you mean by non existing friends huh ? " asked Hecate . "Well I never saw them . You never brought them home ." said Cynthia . " I feel no need to introduce my frinds to a jinx like you ." snapped Hecate . "Whatever!" said Cynthia and got out slamming the door so hard on Hecate's face making Hecate's face turn red .

Cynthia left an hour later, promising to talk to Roxanne. ___________ Cynthia got back a little exhausted. She had gone to meet up with Haliya after she left Jaxon's. "Hey, Cyn, welcome back." Chloe greeted her with a hug. Cynthia broke the hug to kiss her. " Hi, Baby." " How was your day?" Chloe asked as she rubbed Cynthia's shoulders. "It was nice, but I'm exhausted now. I need a long shower." " Dinner?" Chloe asked. " I'm good. I'm just going to go upstairs and shower." Cynthia kissed Chloe again before heading up the stairs.

Vida knew that they were supposed to address each other formally, but if Cynthia wanted to go down this path, then she was ready to go with her. Cynthia took an open seat beside Axel and began to hit his hand as she spoke and touch him inappropriately, at least to the eyes of Vida. She did not need a soothsayer to let her know how good-looking Axel was, and she was just realising how that made women swarm towards him, no matter their age. First, it was Kyra coming to search him out in his home, and now a woman who looked older than both of them, embarrassing herself by openly flirting with him.

“We couldn’t get in touch with the doctors sent by Mr. Reed, so we had to bring in the nearest local doctor. “According to the bloodwork, the doctor said that Mr. Thornton was poisoned, and the poison has spread to his entire system. “It’s not a common toxin. Without the right cure, Mr. Thornton won’t hold on much longer.” Poison? It didn’t make sense. Since nothing like this had ever happened before, I checked the surveillance footage. The cameras caught one of the medical staff making a phone call in the garden. “Ms. Harper, the deed has been done according to your request.” As she spoke, the medical officer walked back to the room, fished out a vial from her pocket, and emptied the liquid

Bloody splattered all over Lance and landed on both Jack and Warren. “Strike one” Laughed Lance and he lifted the axe and swung again. By the third swing the guy has fainted. Lance finished with the leg and then they threw a bucket of ice water on him to wake him up. “It’s not bedtime yet” Laughed Jack “What should be bet on next? Your ear or your testicle?” “Shit he is on a roll” I gasped. “It’s been a while since we had some one captured, I hope that they leave him alive so we can have some fun too” Grant grumbled.

"Mr. Sanford, there's no convincing women like her. You just need to break her in! Why wait? This is the perfect position. Show us a real performance!" Laughter erupted among the crowd of academy students, their lewd cheers filling the room as they craned their necks to get a better look. Christina, restrained and helpless, could only watch as Rodney's filthy hands reached into Aspen's neckline. Aspen's muffled sobs escaped as tears streaked her face. Her mind went blank, consumed by the humiliation and despair of the moment. She never imagined she would one day be reduced to this—violated and powerless to stop it.