Battle With Cynthia Novels & Stories

I never got used to the strange eye color of the Lunous, and after hearing Macy's story, I doubt I ever will. The crowd erupts in applause, and the announcer retreats as the two girls enter the arena. They appear to circle each other before settling into their positions in the pit. Bronte's dark skin glints in the sunlight, and Cynthia's silver eyes look so piercing that they give me chills. After a few tense moments of stillness, the two transform into their wolf, and a loud roar breaks the tension as they fight in combat. The Lunous girl, Cynthia, utilizes her heightened speed to go straight for Bronte's dark-furred neck, and it's immediately clear who will win.

“Don’t I? Your father’s past dealings aren’t as squeaky clean as you’d like the world to believe. A few well-placed whispers, and Martinez Corp.’s recovery will crumble before it begins.” Bridgette’s hand balled into a fist, but I placed a calming hand on her arm. “You underestimate us, Cynthia,” I said smoothly. “We’ve dealt with bigger problems than you. And unlike you, we play fair. If you think you can bully your way into our lives, you’re mistaken.” Cynthia’s eyes narrowed, but before she could respond, Victor appeared. “Cynthia,” he said firmly. “Whatever game you’re playing, it ends here. Walk away, or I’ll make sure you’re the one left with nothing.”

"Who do you think you are? How dare you shout at me? Do you believe that with just one word from me, you'll be kneeling on a washboard when you get home? Get the hell out of here!" Cynthia said this and pushed Alex a few times, but she could not shake him away with that little strength of hers. She rolled her eyes and suddenly raised her right knee, with the intention to attack Alex's crotch. Alex had expected her to do this. He did not even look and used his hand to press down and grabbed her right thigh with accuracy. He then leaned forward and zeroed in on her. "Son of a b*tch, you…” Cynthia’s forehead was sweating as she realized she was unable to resist and unable to escape. She asked u

Raeleigh looked up and saw Xanthus and Cynthia coming out of the car. "Raeleigh, you're back!" Cynthia had been busy all day. She had a productive day at the university. There were two people who had fought in the afternoon and both were injured. Cynthia had been very scared at first, but she got over it later and helped Xanthus out. However, she was in poor health and did not have the strength to carry on, so she could only sit aside and wait for the day to end. She was now feeling much better after Xanthus gave her an injection.

They looked in her direction. “Oh! You have woken up?” he asked but Cynthia only turned to face the wall. “Hey! Dear, what is wrong?” he asked. But she refused to respond to him. “Hey! Sister.” Beatrice called. “If you dare call my name?” she yelled without turning. “I am sorry sister…” Beatrice said as she walked toward Cynthia. “Sorry for yourself. If you are sorry, you won’t stand so close with my mate,” Cynthia turned and yelled at her.

Looking up she saw the lady looking smugly at her. "You wanted to fight me; why are you running away now?" The boyfriend wanting to look manly before the ladies, slapped Shanice as she tried to get up. Because the fight was happening outside the mall, the security guards were not going to intervene so Shanice knew she was really in trouble

They also would know about Ben's engagement to Meg, they undoubtedly thought she was Ben's mate, I wasn't about to tell them otherwise. One of the boys, Will, had blood running down his temple, a direct clash with his sparkling blue eyes. He had faced the reigning champion in the ring and lost. I itched for action as yet another wolf limped away from the ring, the same champion still prowling about, waiting for the next challenge. Will saw me admiring his wound and he looked me up and down, "Do you fight Carrie?" I opened my mouth to answer but I was beaten to the chase.

He spun around theatrically, holding the crowd of timid townspeople in the palm of his hand, “For her mate - her chosen one is Rocco Valence! Or as you know him, the orphan of the last whore to get her throat slit on these cobbles.” The crowd mumbled and whispered together, checking the perimeter I saw Selene’s blonde sisters hovering nearest to the cage. Adam, the one from the photographs was nowhere to be seen, I’d rather know where that sneaky fucker was before it all kicks off. Wicknace then suddenly threw the axe at us with a strength that was surprising considering his fat, ancient age. As we separated to avoid the spinning blade the three of them shifted. Jimmy and Julien were huge, w

Adonis. The blood and the loss were tragic but she was raised to know how to handle the outcomes of a battle. What she hadn’t been prepared for was this instant attraction. Let alone one so strong that even after he’d left, she could still feel the heat of his gaze. She wanted nothing more than to run to her best friend. She had never hidden anything from Ceres. This was so new to her she wished she could get her best friend’s take on it. But Andraste dare not upset her friend any further. Andraste let out a defeated sigh. She could always go to her mother. The thought alone had her laughing out loud.

The next day, Cynthia had a fever, and there was hardly a part on her body that wasn't covered in bruises. Her private little garden down below was even more red and swollen , the 'storm' of last night had been too violent. She drifted off to sleep until noon when Carlo woke her up, the man was dressing her and Cynthia pushed him with her hands, "Leave me alone, I'll dress myself." After the last night he had forced sex on her, Cynthia was so repulsed and scared of the man in front of her that she couldn't relate the stupid, yet pure and virtuous Carlo to the bastard in front of her.