Big Hero 6 Abigail Callaghan Novels & Stories

She couldn’t ever see the reason and she should not. “You don’t seem a psychopath to me.” She quickly found another thing to talk about. “And you don’t seem an inmate to me.” “Because I’m not.” She answered and took a pack of cigars from her pocket. She got two and handed the other one to Fera. She didn’t accept it but she put it in her mouth. “I’m Abigail, and you are Fairly, don’t be surprised that I know you. Everyone was talking about the billionaire psycho, I just didn’t know you were here.” She said and lighted up the cigar, her’s and Fera’s.

I picked up my phone and immediately started to search for Camille's number. Before I could dial Camille's number, Abigail's hand shot out, a surge of magic rippling from her fingertips. My phone flew out of my hand and into hers, hovering mid-air as if held by an invisible force. "This is exactly why I'm here," Abigail said, her eyes narrowing. "Your emotional responses are unavoidable." "Emotional? Collins was kidnapped! By that psychotic bitch too." "You are not to help Camille find the boy." My heart pounded in my chest, anger and frustration boiling within me. "Why not? He's her son, Abigail. Her child is missing! Your grandson is missing!"

Our room door opened as I made to crash on my bed, a beautiful red-haired woman strolled into the room looking exhausted, but it was only for a second, as the tiredness in her blue eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced with surprise and amusement. “Oh my goodness, you guys are here?” She squealed, tossing her bag and books onto her bed from where she stood. “My name is Abigail, Abby for short. I am a freshman just like you, but I have been at AlphaBeta for a week now. I was so excited to come here that I couldn't wait a day more.” Abby said in one breath, her smile not fading for even a second. And here I thought Kiara and I were the most excited, but someone beat us to that, maybe even the en

“He started undoing his pants when Callie pulled his belt off. And I don’t mean she went up and touched it. She stood there, several feet back and used her magic. She took that belt and wrapped it around his neck, pulling it tighter and tighter until the man passed out. I got away, and we went running to our mother.” “Did the man die?” “No,” Abby says. “He was unconscious. Our mother never reported it because she didn’t want anyone knowing what Callie did. There’s a man out there, walking free. A man who wants to hurt children.” Tears fill Abby’s eyes. “Oh my God. I have a child. And this man…he just got away with it all because our mother would rather him be free than anyone know Callie…Cal

Thanks to Tech. I shut my eyes when she had finished. The both of them just stared at me as I healed slowly. "Aren't you the Alpha's daughter? What are you doing here?" Abigail mustered up courage to ask. "Hi. I'm Jane. Yes. The Alpha's daughter. I felt that Nate here was in danger, so I had to come save him" "Felt? Nate? You know him?" Abigail turned to look at me. I was still exhausted, so my eyes were partly shut.

“Martha-” “Hey, Dominic”, Abigail's tinkling voice interrupted me. Dominic looked up at her. She was giving the sweetest smile she ver bestowed on anyone. Abigail was...beautiful. She was what you call the ‘dream girl’ of our school. However, the most annoying thing about her is that she wasn’t even snobbish like they show on chick flicks. She was good and she also did well in her studies somehow. Some of her followers (yes, she has followers) call her ‘beauty with brains’. The annoying thing that I found about her was that she liked Dominic. Even before he became Mr.Popular of our school.

Abigail was determined, her focus unwavering as we taught her the basics of combat. “You’re doing great,” I said, watching her spar with Bastian. “Keep your guard up.” She nodded, her movements precise as she blocked Bastian’s strikes. It was clear that she had a natural talent for fighting, her instincts sharp and her reflexes quick. Bastian stepped back, nodding in approval. “Not bad. You’ve got potential.” Abigail smiled, wiping the sweat from her brow. “Thanks. I want to be ready. For Zion.” “We’ll make sure you are,” I said, handing her a water bottle. “You’re already making great progress.”

The girl looked around at her and waved. “Mummy,” she called back. “I met an angel.” I smiled at her words. “It’s okay,” I called. “She’s not in any danger.” The woman hesitated before she slowly walked over. I noticed that just like the girl she seemed very out of place for someone camping along a border. “I’m really sorry miss,” she said. “Abigail doesn’t understand everything yet, she is only six years old.” She reached for her daughter and pulled her back.

She wanted the ground to swallow her whole. She grabbed her bag and bolted back toward the main courtyard, her heart pounding like a war drum. No one stopped her. No one said a word in her defense. She found a bench near the east fountain, wrapped around carved stone and the water no longer ran. She sat down, trying to breathe. To be invisible. Then came the click of heels. She looked up. It was the girl who first called her human. Abigail. She is a vampire. She has blade-sharp cheekbones and colder eyes than Kael's. Her red hair glinted like fire in the dying sunlight, and she moved like she was born to be worshiped and feared.

I didn't notice at all, but just now, the Wi-Fi I connected to was specially prepared by Abigail for him. Abigail easily hacked into his phone and at that moment, he was replying to a voice message from someone named Callum. "That blonde girl said she has a solution. She's young and thinks she can show off her abilities by talking tough, but little does she know that neither you nor I can do anything to solve the current predicament." "If she dares to wear the same style tomorrow, I will report her until she is ruined." "Hahaha..." Marcel sipped on the fragrant black tea and said leisurely, "Don't worry, she knew very well how serious the consequences would be after the release."