Novel & Cerita Cordelia Goode

Cordelia gathered as much water as was needed to cover Cornelia in a ball and wrapped it around her, drowning her in open air. "It is you who is going to be a casualty in my journey to power." Cordelia said, raising her hands, causing the bubble to float. A strange feeling crept up Cordelia as she watched Cornelia struggle to move. The water was dense, so much that she couldn't move, yet Cordelia could see the the tension in her eyes, the light shivers down her spine, the barely noticeable shaking in her hands and her entire expression, taken as a whole, showed immense pain.

“The priestess is waiting below the veil. Follow the line.” He turns and points down the sheer cliff face. There is nothing but a drop. Cordelia laughs, a mocking, high-pitched sound that grates on my nerves. “Don’t tell me the big bad wolves are afraid of a little air.” She steps right off the edge of the cliff. “Cordelia!” I shout, lunging forward. But she does not fall. Her boot strikes an invisible surface three inches below the ridge line. She walks forward into empty space, her body fading out of view from the shins upward until she vanishes entirely into the grey mist.

Thaddious and Cordia Cordia left her dungeon with an evil smile on her face. She could hardly believe the idiot Thaddious had actually found the 3rd generation. Even more than that, it was Abagail Caulder's grandchild. Abagail had been one of the most powerful Sorceresses of her time. To have her offspring and her offspring's offspring in her dungeon was a all time new high.

Annalise is 21 and in college with her two best friends and her sister. She is starting her last year off on a good start. She is one grade ahead of her average age. She is studying art and wants to be the best she can be. She is assigned a partner for her last big assignment, Theo Hyde. He is the guy she has had a crush on for years, but he is also her best friend's ex-boyfriend. She tries to focus on the project, but her feelings keep getting in the way.

A filthy thought sparked in his mind, dark and greasy. This was Alexander Vanderbilt’s ex-wife. The Serena Alvarez. If he had a taste of her, wouldn’t everyone die of envy? A twisted grin crept over his face. He was about to push open the door when footsteps sounded behind him. Cordelia stood there, dressed impeccably, her cold eyes narrowing as if she could see straight through him. “What?” she asked, arching a brow. “Thinking about having a bit of fun?” He stammered, “Mrs. Vanderbilt, I... I wouldn’t dare, I just—”

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.