Cindy Boondocks Novels & Stories

“Where are we going?” “I don’t know, okay!” I said louder than I intended and Abigail’s bottom lip quivered like she was going to cry. Nina quickly pulled Abigail into her arms, rubbing her back. “Stop yelling at her Shane!” Nina held both her palms in hers. “Let’s just say we are going on a family adventure.” “Really?” Abigail smiled excitedly. “Yeah,” I added, forcing a smile back. Nina packed up her stuff in less than a minute and just like that, our shack, the place we had called home all our lives, was empty.

“They tried to kill you, Tara. They’ll try again.” I smirked, exhaustion bending my lips into something close to mischief. “Then we kill them first. Trinity is chomping at the bit for a game of spine fetch, if you’re down for that.” Yes, my wolf purred. Next time we won’t be merciful. Next time we hunt. Before Mac could reply, a knock rattled the door. Cindy poked her head in, hair in her signature messy bun, with a gleam in her eyes that meant three news outlets were probably getting sued before sunset.

"There must be a reason why Hybrids are forbidden but this is not the right time to argue over it. If you didn't notice Cindy, we are at the intersection leading to our dormitory. I'm tired and I need sleep so imma go on" Bonnie yawned, "Bye Nerds" she chuckled mischievously and took to her heels. "You are lucky I'm not feeling very energetic as well" Narin yelled behind her. Cindy cast me a suspicious stare before turning away and walking in the same direction as Bonnie. It was just I and Narin left, we started walking to our dormitory quietly.

We ran outside but before shifting, I said, "Bodyguard?" "Yup. He's so annoying. To heck with him!" She shifted and I followed her lead. Who would have thought that Cindy and Caine are cousins? It was planned from the very beginning🤭

Even though Brook was a bit taller, with longer legs and a firmer shape, Cindy was cute and bubbly with bouncy curves that got her a lot of attention, especially from her affectionate father. They were in Cindy's room changing for bed. Brook had to turn away. She was blushing so hard. She pulled the big T shirt out of her backpack that she planned to sleep in. It was one of Tom's. She'd taken it out of his dresser without asking, thinking he wouldn't mind. When she turned around, Cindy was standing near her bed in nothing but a pair of light blue panties that barely covered anything. She'd already taken off her bra and her bare tits were wobbling with her movements as she prepared to pull on

That phone call yesterday—the one that set everything in motion—was her, complaining to Ricky. To save her from embarrassment, Ricky bought her a five-million-dollar diamond at an auction that same day. Not long after, she posted a flawless picture on Instagram, showing off the jewel. The caption read: [The man who loves me always spends like a king for me.] Ricky liked the post. His public show of support flipped public opinion overnight. The audience rallied behind Lindsay, painting her as the poor Cinderella caught in a web of power and wealth. And me? I was cast as the cruel villainess in her fairy tale.

For an instant, I lost myself in that delicious body that I have been dreaming of fucking so deliciously for a long time. - Well, well, well... If it isn't the delight in the form of a neighbor... - Nando surely realized that I was looking too much in that direction. My friend is no fool. - Go on, man. Take advantage that she is loose. Look how that ass rolls... - he shook his head to the side, as if he was furious with our neighbor. But I knew exactly that it was only to make me react to his provocations. - I'm out! This woman is not for me.

His hot breath washed over me, making my skin prickle with fear, and I felt his gaze like a physical touch, making me shudder. The chains creaked and groaned, straining against the beast's fury. I knew it was only a matter of time before Romain broke free, and I was consumed by the horror that loomed before me. The Moon Goddess seemed to have abandoned me, leaving me to face this terror alone.

A voice questioned. "Noo" someone whisper back. The voice are above whispers as they try to be subtle. "That guard dealt with her eeeh" one exclaimed They laugh shrilling, I try to tone them out. But there are annoyingly close. The curtain shifts open, turning my head shapely the action makes my head throb further. Long dark braids flows down, shape fierce feature towers over me with slender high cheeks bones. "I'm doctor Easter, I would be attending to you today" her voice is sniff, her expression rigid.

“There’s a draft here. I can smell something.” I stepped closer, my heartbeat quickening with every passing moment. “We’re not alone?” I whispered, dread creeping in. Cade shook his head. “It doesn’t smell like a person. But something's definitely there.” He reached beneath the cabinet, his fingers feeling along the edges until a soft click echoed through the silence. Then, a small piece of the floor shifted. He pulled it open. A trapdoor. “What the hell,” I breathed, astonished. Cade didn’t fully open it yet. He glanced back at me, his expression serious. “Stay behind me.”