Novel & Cerita Cordelia Fine

Zephyr asked with a chuckle, “Why didn’t I realize that you were a little money grubber in the past?” “You’ll know in the future!” Cordelia’s eyes were beaming in crescents. “I’m also a miser! I think the cutest thing in this world is my money!” Zephyr glared immediately. “What about me?” “You…” Cordelia stuck her tongue out. The way she looked when she was unable to answer was endearing. It felt like a kitty was scratching Zephyr’s heart. He could not help getting closer to her with a sense of tension, speaking hoarsely next to her ear. “Which one’s cuter between me and money?”

Even if she wanted to go back, he would never forgive her. "Cordelia?" A gentle voice pulled her back from her memories. Only then did Cordelia realize the cab had stopped outside the research institute at some point. She pushed open the car door, and a man in a trench coat strode toward her. Surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw her. It was her senior colleague, Elias Ford. Their mentor, Warren Hayes, had only two final protégés: her and Elias. Cordelia lowered her eyes and instinctively avoided his gaze. "Elias."

He asks, sounding worried and Kaan gets distracted enough to look at me. He ignores Sylvana and walks to me to hold my face with both hands. “What is it, Hiraya? You look like you’ve seen a ghost—” I probably have, but having experienced Sylvana’s power already, I was hoping it was just another shifter with a peculiar talent. “W-What is Lady Cordelia’s special ability?” They glance at one another. “Longevity. She is the oldest lycan in existence.” Kaan answers evenly. “Why?”

“ I don’t even know how you thought that you will be able to get away from me, did I not tell you that you cannot run away before you have paid me back for everything that you have done? I haven’t even given you half of the pain that you have given to me.” Cordelia didn’t raise her head instead she continued to pick the shards on the floor and then placed them on the tray one by one, her body was crouched and Levy could see the blisters forming on her skin and with one look she could see that the woman was an omega, she didn’t have any powers nor was she a powerful female but she did have a lot of pride, she didn’t bow her head in front of Damien’s alpha vibes and went on doing her own thing

Anita sighed at her daughter’s uninterested attitude but she also couldn’t force her daughter to tell her anything because that would only widen the gap between them plus she knows that her daughter always know what she is doing so Anita left Catherine alone. As soon as Anita left, Lyra went to Catherine and sat by her side. Lyra took Catherine’s right earphone which kind of startled Catherine. Lyra put it in her right ear and she was surprised that Catherine is listening to Tchaikovsky’s Nutcracker. Lyra’s heart went a bit fast. Catherine stopped typing and looked at Lyra.

I looked up at Miles who was still watching Cordelia go. “Is she your significant other?” I blurted the question without really thinking about it. “No, Cordelia is a human. She was hired as a house Nanny and a personal donor if Master Cadogen fancied a normal meal.” I cocked my head. “What does that mean? A personal donor?” Miles blew out a breath. “It Means that when Master Cadogen wants a meal of blood she is one of the women that he drinks from. It is a great honor to be a royal donor.” He was back to being the stickler for rules.

Jared’s girlfriend was a beautiful girl. She had long, silky brown hair, round hazel colored eyes, a straight nose with a raised base, and pearly white teeth. She was like an Angel. Cordelia’s heart sank. She couldn’t believe her eyes. She didn’t know that Jared had a girlfriend. Well, how could the hottest guy she’s ever seen be single. Cordelia let out a sigh and walked to her classroom. Too many things went through Cordelia’s mind as she walked towards her classroom. The last time she heard from Mr Smith was when he sent her part of the money for her schooling.

Disoriented, she sat up slowly, her hair a wild mess around her face, tangled with remnants of her dreams. Then the door creaked open softly. Cordelia floated into the room. She was dressed in shimmering black silk that sparkled like the night sky. Her brown streaked hair was neatly pinned up, showing off her poise. Chloe recognized her from previous encounters, always the poised figure who seemed perfectly attuned to Valerius's every desire. Was she merely an assistant, servant, or something else entirely? “Good evening,” Cordelia said, her voice smooth and cool. “You’re awake.”

"You have been brought before us because of your crimes against the coven." "What times have I committed?" Cordelia says. "I am not a member of this coven." "Perhaps you have forgotten the deal we made," Endora says. "Your life in exchange for a child." "There was no child," Cordelia blatantly lies. "She died in childbirth." "Lies!" Endora screams. "We know there was a child." Cordelia rolls her shoulders back and holds her head high. "There is no child." Endora leans forward on the table in front of her and smiles evilly. "You will spend the rest of eternity in the void for your transgressions against the coven."