Cindy Boondocks Novels & Stories

Zephyra I had been watching Cindy, something about her felt foreboding; she kept looking around the room and texting on her phone and quickly hiding it if someone walked by her. I took in her features, she was a skinny brunette with a square jaw, high cheek bones and black eyes. She looked so familiar, her name even felt familiar; Cindy’s personality reminded me of a woman named Ciana from the Night crawler pack, she despised me, and Cindy did not like me, no matter how nice I was to her, but tonight something felt really off, like my gut was warning me about something; I just did not know what.

He headed back to the Pack House, intending to finally sit Celine down and talk. The living room lights were still on. On the coffee table sat a single piece of paper and a ring. He walked over and picked up the paper. As he realized what he was looking at, it felt like a bolt of lightning had struck him. A Declaration of Dissolution. Celine wanted to sever their mate bond. His hands began to shake. His gaze fell to the ring—their wedding band, the one Celine had worn for five years. He tried to reach her through the Mind Link, but he was met with nothing but a void. She had already left the Dark Moon territory.

|| One Year Prior To The Present || Feeling the uncomfortable and seemingly neverending strain in his pants, Gabriel Nicholas Reid stood stiffly in front of the bulletproof, two-way floor to ceiling mirror glass doors standing between him and his personal office balcony, which overlooked the entire city of Vancouver, British Columbia.

My reflection showed a red mark on my neck, and around that mark were hickeys. I slept naked, so I also saw bruises all over my body, especially near my joints. Goddammit! Wait, if the bruises were real, did that mean what happened last night was real too? If that was the case, then my soul must've transmigrated into Nathaniel's doll and shared her senses. Which also meant Nathaniel did have a girl he loved but couldn't get, and he was also a beastfolk! Joy beyond any description filled my heart. I jumped up and down with joy, laughing loudly. Finally, I could blackmail him! I charged right into his company to verify my guess."

I quickly took out the palates and wiped the whole kitchen clean and went up to my room, as I got inside I felt the feeling of sand between my toes as I crashed on the bed dozing off ******* The sound of my phone woke me up from my deep slumber it was Debbie, I picked up the placed it on my ear while on the bed "Hey girl, " "Debbie, I was really having a peaceful rest" "Sorry baby, do you like your new place?" immediately my mind drifted, I became really anxious. Debbie, it's comfortable and so demure, it's conducive and I have big room all to myself. And Mr Rogers is stinkingly rich and handsome but he is a flirt. "Oh girl! I'm super happy for ya, but that's rich people traits. I gotta go n

She reached into her pocket, dread pooling in her stomach as she saw the name on the screen. Noah. Her fingers trembled as she answered. “Hello?” His voice was calm, too calm. “Where are you, Jenny?” Jenny swallowed. “In my room.” A pause. Then “Liar.” Ice filled her veins. Ethan grabbed her arm. “We have to go. Now.” Jenny did not hesitate. She slipped the flash drive into her pocket and followed him out the door, her heart racing. Noah knew. And he was coming for her.

I question. “That place…the bar near your house…two streets away.” He informs me and i cut the call and hastily leave the house,thankfully mom and Mr Banks are no where to be seen so they can’t stop me. I hail a cab since i don’t know how to drive and ask the driver if he knows any bar two streets away. Thankfully,he does and he takes me there. I hurry out of the car,pay him and head into the bar. I am extremely shocked once i enter. The bar is filled lots of men and half naked or should i say practically naked women having some fun with each other and gosh the music is so damn loud.

If any of them knew who she was, they would kill her. She was drawn farther into the district by the bond, past residential neighbourhoods and toward what appeared to be a commercial core. Her heart pounded in her chest. She tried to appear like a human being with business here by keeping her head down, but she couldn't understand what business a woman by herself at midnight may have. Then she noticed it: The Crimson Room, a velvet and dark wood restaurant that would likely cost more for a single dinner than she could prepare in a week. The bond pulled her directly toward it.

“I found a series on A****n and haven’t been able to stop binge-watching it.” Laura chuckles, her hands working expertly as she blends the blush into my skin. “That’s Cindy’s life in a nutshell. Give her a good series and she will forget the world exists.” “Don’t act so high and mighty,” Cindy retorts, though there’s no heat in her words. “Remember when you started Game of Thrones? You were on a different planet for weeks.” I snort at their banter, relaxing until I hear a loud banging on my front door—it must be Brandon.

Why were women so damn complicated? As Josh neared one of the smaller lakes that fed off the Saint Johns River, he started to detect another animal—a shifter he hadn't come across before—a bear, but definitely not Wes. Slowing, Josh followed the scent through some cypress trees toward an area dense with foliage, almost as if a ring had formed protecting—a camp? His panther blinked slowly as he stared at the makeshift camp in front of him. There was a small two-man, maybe four-man tent, toward the back of the camp, a firepit in front of that, and a small camp table with a chair in front of the tent. A pair of shorts draped over the back of the chair, and other clothes hung from a rope strung