Cordelia Goode Novels & Stories

Codi quickly calms down with her father soothing her. “Justice, why do you think the Goddess chose me?” I close my eyes, feeling sleep bearing down on me. “Well, I think Mother realized things need to be different if Cordelia is to ever tame her mate.” Justice’s voice is calm and soothing now that she’s confessed everything to me. “For you, as Cordelia’s vessel-” “Please don’t call me that.” I scrunch my nose. “It gives me the ick.”

She wasn't just an orphan who had lost her father but she was a determined woman who would go to any length to catch the culprit. He admired her spirit and was happy she wasn't giving up on getting justice. “Good.” Anthonio nodded. “So what's the plan? What are we going to do?” “We will be needing all the help we can get.” She replied and she gestured at Cordelia who was standing at a corner, her arms folded together. “This is Cordelia but she loves going by her code name Mail.” Cordelia waved at him. “Cordelia is fine, I wouldn't mind if you call me that.” She winked at him.

Maria's ears perked up once she realized both her and this woman were heading towards the same place. "We were just heading there. How about we go together, Ms...?" "You can just call me Cordelia." "Okay, Miss Cordelia!" "Now..." Cordelia hooked arms with Maria, shooting the younger girl a charming smile. "How about we name all our favorite desserts? I am a big fan of soufflés. How about you?" From afar, both Shirone and Kuroka watched their ojou-sama happily chatter with the beautiful and mysterious woman. Kuroka regarded Cordelia with a contemplative gaze as her mind flashed back to that large hostile presence she sensed seconds before she interfered. "There is something about that woman t

Wow, you’re so beautiful," I said, smiling. Her eyes lit up like she had found the true meaning of Christmas. "Thanks," she said. Next was Cordelia, the rather tall, chocolate-skinned woman with a wide smile on her face. "Hi, I’m Cordelia. I’m glad to finally meet you." She couldn’t contain herself from pulling me into yet another hug. "Oh, sweet lord! English silk, very nice." She grinned and pulled back saying, "Oh, my God! And the shoes. You sure know how to flawlessly pull it off when it comes to fashion. You're quite daring with your style. I like it."

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.

[Cordelia] In our five years of marriage, I have only stepped foot in this building 6 times. During each of those occasions, it had been for official reasons--The celebration of our union, and the annual employee mixer at the end of the fiscal year. Today is different. Today I'm not here as Mrs. Atlas Steele. I'm just another vendor, Cordelia Louise Greyson, looking to hire the production services of Steele Industries. Services I cannot afford. "You've got this, Cordy," Clark smiles at me encouragingly as he leaves me at the front door to the building. He had planned to come in with me, but a call from work pulled him away unexpectedly. "I'll see you tonight for a celebratory dinner."

he said, looking at them. After the first introduction, Cordelia and Helios stepped forward. "Hi, everyone! I'm Cordelia, the daughter of Euphrosyne, the Goddess of joy, and Ares, the God of war. About my skills, well, I have the power to use crystals as a weapon," she said with a smile. "Your turn, Helios," she added, winking at him. Helios smiled back at her, a smile that suggested they became close during their journey. Everyone seemed to have improved their relationships, except for us.

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.”

Cordelia stood in the center of the banquet hall dressed in a long, cream-yellow, light chiffon dress. She looked graceful and gorgeous, like a fairy fallen to earth. Everyone’s attention was attracted to her. The host was dumbstruck for a moment before he recomposed himself and took a cue card from his assistant. He coughed and began to introduce Cordelia with a grin. “Everyone, you must’ve guessed it.” The host’s voice was sonorous. “This is Ms. Cordelia Jenner. Not only is she the big boss behind the western suburbs’ project, but she’s also the CEO of three listed companies!”

This was a place where rich men came to indulge without consequences. Cordelia worked here under the name “Lia.” Tonight she wore a sheer black lace bodysuit that left very little to the imagination. The front plunged deep between her full, heavy breasts. The back was open all the way down to the top of her round ass. Her long braids were styled in an elegant high ponytail with loose curls framing her face. She looked beautiful. Seductive. And completely out of place in her own skin.