Romans & histoires Chilling Adventures Of Sabrina Ambrose

Why do she always find herself on a bedroom? She shook her head and stood up to look infront of the mirror and studies her looks like she always do. She has a black short hair, round face, round brown eyes and a pale skin. The body is petite too. This body is probably Abigail based on Mary's description earlier. Abigail is Thallia's bestfriend and someone who she trust the most. It is a big role. Anastasia wonders if she can act this one properly. Abigail is a bubbly person. Just imagining herself acting so hyper is tiring her out already.

Sophie asks, holding both twins at the same time, “I’ve never done this before.” “Hold them steady while Amber and I focus on Sabrina,” Hope says, calmer now, with an air of authority, “They will need to be able to see Sabrina, so that they can channel their healing energy most effectively.” Sophie nods and holds the twins in her arms. I focus on Sabrina, and as I do I can feel the healing crystal heating up. Once again it begins to turn black around the edges, drawing the poison into its depths and out of Sabrina’s body. A stream of light shoots from each of the twins, seeming to land on Sabrina’s body. More light seems to emanate from Hope, and still more from me as we stand, all focused o

Abram moves toward Ambrose says gently “I know you’re mad at my father now. I get it. You have every right to do that but like Ari said just now. We’re not finish here. We got to be fast and all this anger gets us to nothing.” Ambrose roll his eyes and move away. His claws were threatening to come out. He knows in his heart that the memories will get worse and as much as he wants to see that, he was scared. He couldn’t bear to see her in pain and from the way these people look at Eve, he had a bad feeling of what’s to come. “I thought her stories was entertaining but yours good too. Can’t wait to watch this memory again and again.” The Witch giggle. “Continue? You don’t have much time.” He s

" Larissa flipped her wrist, revealing several silver needles in her palm. Her needling speed was extremely fast, leaving afterimages of her hands. She pierced several silver needles into Ambrose's body, temporarily halting his bleeding. "Your medical skills aren't bad, but your efforts will be in vain. You can't save him!" Twilight taunted again. "Once Ambrose is dead, you can come with me. I appreciate your medical skills, and the Twilight Group is in need of talents like you." Ambrose was furious. His intense emotions caused the pain to feel like millions of ants were gnawing at his chest.

“Sabrina—” “I just need to breathe,” I whispered, then turned and walked away before he could stop me. I didn’t even look back. I couldn’t. My slippers barely made a sound as I climbed the staircase, but my heartbeat echoed loudly in my ears. I didn’t know where I was going. I just wanted to be far from that room. I rounded the corner too quickly and bumped into someone. The shock sent a cold splash across my arm. “Oh!” I gasped, looking down to see the pale fabric of Ace’s shirt soaked with amber liquid. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t see you—”

Clementine POV With Creed we went to the Chairman's office. When we entered the Chairman's office, Creed and I were immediately exposed to three Vampire High students. Two of them were women, they were bent over and the man was looking straight at me. She had a bruise on her side lip. It is possible that these three have a case. The Chairman sat us in front of the three while he sat in his chair. I looked at the Chairman. He turned to look at me.

Suddenly she found herself sitting in the corner of her old bedroom, with a nine year old Cara who was shivering in fear. She started hearing the sound of footsteps approaching her room. She heard the door of bedroom clicking open. Then she heard the sound of glass shattering and she could feel her heart sinking in the pit of her stomach. Cara snapped out of her past memories when Sapphire shook her. She was already having a panic attack. She wasn’t seeing Chase in front of her eyes right now. She was seeing someone else. Ben was not the one getting hit in her eyes, she was the one who was being abused in her mind.

After what felt like an eternity, she finally reached the top—the place where she had been pushed off hours ago. Collapsing onto solid ground, Sabrina lay flat on her back, breathing in shaky bursts. She clutched the grass beneath her, her body trembling from exertion. As the adrenaline subsided, the cold set in. She was exhausted and terrified. But she couldn’t afford to rest. Forcing herself upright despite her trembling limbs, Sabrina looked around. The night was dark, the only sound the faint chirping of crickets. It was eerily silent, and she hoped it would stay that way. She feared what might happen if she encountered a wild animal—or a man.

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

If I could just run towards him and lick his pumped chest, to his seductive armpits and down to those toned stones on his belly, I would’ve done it. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Ambrose uttered raising his arms as he combed his wet hair using his fingers. I almost shit myself looking at his armpits and those flexed arms. “You startled me.” I replied almost rushing to compose myself. It’s getting hotter and hotter but I have to keep my cool. “Jesus. If I looked like l saw a ghost that’s probably because of this house.” I replied almost scrambling. “Oh, so you’re telling me that our house is haunted?” Ambrose began inching his way towards where I was standing.