Cynthia Lemon Novels & Stories

"Well, if you're so bent on being useless, then be our guest." Selena grabbed Cynthia's hand and nodded at her with assurance. "Think of it as merely learning spells. I think it is rather exciting." Cynthia knows that her best friend is a fan of Harry Potter and has a weird Wiccan fetish. She remembered when they were in their first year of high school, Cynthia feared that her best friend may go crazy for researching stuff about them non-stop. Cynthia watched the eagerness glimmer in her eyes. Helplessly, she agreed. She has to skip the Gloom lessons and head to the library with Dylan. It appears that Dylan is pretty busy at the moment.

Yet, Violet, being discerning, couldn't be swayed by the charm of a stranger. "Greetings, Madam Violet and Mr. Liam. My name is Cynthia," she deliberately left out her surname, maintaining a calm gaze on Liam. "I've come at this late hour because there's something I'd like to discuss with Mr. Liam." Liam ushered Violet to the sofa, and they settled into their seats. "Go ahead," he encouraged. Cynthia was momentarily taken aback, not anticipating Liam's straightforwardness. She turned her gaze to Violet beside him and remarked, "I can only discuss this matter privately with Mr. Liam."

"The contents of this invite proves my very right to enter the Lycan's kingdom where the contract renewal is bound to be held." "The contract renewal will go as planned even without the Queen Luna's presence." Quinn narrowed his eyes as though warning me to back off. "That's just another way of discriminating me from all this, my lord." I know he'll bite back from this. "Leaxandra, darling, you are Lumina's Luna. No form of discrimination shall be thrown your way." He came closer to cup my chin up and force me to look him straight in the eye. "But your inclusion from this trip is a risk I cannot take."

She would have seriously hated having to replace her brand new brown chiffon knee length halter dress and four-inch heel lace-up sandals. When the transformation was complete, she breathed a sigh of relief. It was so freeing to release her dragon, especially after such a stressful day. Launching herself into the air, Leah reveled in the luxuriating feel of the wind whipping past her scales as she flew towards her destination. While she could have walked to where she was going, it would have taken her more than an hour to get there, whereas flying got her there in no more than twenty minutes. Hazel Drift was pretty large. So, when the war broke out, it was divided into two. Her clan owned thi

Cynthia has started her business of selling fashionable stocks, her boutique comprises of both male and female wears, both with unisex shoes, body sprays, and perfumes, it is a big shop of it kind, very big and well stocked with goods, Cynthia was please to settle in the shop, whenever she goes to the shop she feels bless and will always call herself a woman, I am a giant, I dreamt, I worked towards it and now I am victorious, I have everything to write home about, Cynthia is a slot, she has no future, she is born by a mistake sperm, yes I am, but today men and women that mocked me are not in my class, my name is Cynthia great daughter of Becky,, she never give up in life, then why are you w

Cynthia's smile was small but tinged with sorrow—a mix of gratitude and resignation. Roy hesitated, then suddenly asked, "Cynthia, I heard your boyfriend is Lucien Brown, the CEO of C.Star Group." He paused before continuing, "They say he's a notorious playboy. Why do you like him?" Cynthia's breath hitched. Without thinking, she reached out and clamped a hand over Roy's mouth, her movements urgent and panicked. The last thing she wanted was for anyone else to hear this. Roy froze, stunned by the unexpected touch. Cynthia's hand was warm and soft against his lips. For a fleeting moment, it felt as if time had stopped.

SATURDAY:: 7:45PM Cynthia rushed with all she was doing. She grabbed her purse, heading out of the room. She ran through to the stairs but held the handle from falling. Mrs Sotomayor was returning from the kitchen with a glass of lemon juice in her hand, she looked surprised to see how hurriedly Cynthia was. "Cynthia, are you alright?" She asked. "Oh yes, mother, of course, I am. " She answered. She adjusted her gown and dressed her hair, standing before her mother. "How do I look, mom?" She asked.

“Jaxon, it’s Leon. I’m not sure… what I’ve found but it’s becoming increasingly clear there’s something going on here. Cynthia is definitely into… something. Seems like you were right. There’s something deeper with her motives. I’ll keep watching and digging until I find more for you.” “Wait what? What did you see? What’s going on?” “I told you I’m not certain. But there are people here that I can’t imagine why she’d be connected to them. That friend I said had been coming over–well, she’s connected to some shady people. I’ll let you know as I find out more.” “Keep me posted.” I felt a new surge of validation course through me. Clearly, Cynthia was in it for the long game, but there was no w

Cynthia winked at Roxanne. John and Cynthia chatted with them for a while before leaving the diner. "Sixty thousand dollars? Really?" Roxanne questioned Jaxon. "This is the business world, Princess. Cynthia has the money and you deserve that money for being beautiful. Enjoy it." " I really can't believe it! Sixty thousand dollars?" Roxanne was still wowed by what had just happened. " Better believe it, baby. Cheers!" "Is Cynthia really a lesbian?" Roxanne asked. "Yes. The baddest I've ever seen. She's a stinkingly rich lesbian photographer."

“I am the heiress of the Bracken family. Do you dare go against the Bracken family?!” The manager looked troubled. He explained softly, “Ms. Bracken, there are other horses here you can pick from. But this horse already has an owner…” “You said that this horse is owned, so where is its owner?” Cynthia stomped her foot before looking at the man behind her charmingly. “Liam, they must be looking down on me. They’re bullying me on purpose!” Liam was one of Cynthia’s many pursuers. When he heard this, he instantly said in disgust, “Cynthia wants this horse, don’t you understand? If you upset me, I’ll make your life hell. F*ck off!”