Robin X Cordelia Novels & Stories

"Lyra has been dead for five years, you should let go. After we sleep together, will you marry me? Didn't you say you wanted me to be your wife?" As she spoke, Cordelia Locke used her fingers to tease and caress Ronan's chest. Even though this handsome man who looked like a god had his eyes closed and showed no reaction at all, Cordelia Locke still felt excited. She couldn't help but move her hands under him: "Ronan, do you want me? Feel it..."

Her expression turned terrified, and her voice trembled as she shouted, "Don't push me--Lena, what are you doing--don't push me!" She fell backward. I stood where I was. I didn't reach out. I didn't touch her. And unlike in my last life, I didn't try to grab her. I didn't even move a finger. Chloe's body was already leaning backward. Her expression shifted from fear to triumph. Because she thought she was about to hang suspended in midair. The comments would explode. She would go viral. The rope snapped tight. Then-- A crisp crack sounded. Like a dry branch breaking.

“Two Way Street. Cordelia, 7pm, High Street.” Cordelia. Cordelia was the name of the wedding singer they had hired. A pretty, young woman with a slightly husky voice that Owen had thought was great. She’d had a good repertoire, and an easy-going charm that made her very approachable. Emily had thought she seemed a little spacey and vague and had hoped she would not prove unreliable on the day, but Owen had been keen to give her a shot.

I have feelings to consider, to understand and to feel that I just waited for someone that I deserve their love and deserves mine. I just bumped into someone who's fine-looking, he's named Articus Lawson. My future husband, the one that I am looking for. A tall guy with high regard to everyone. You kissed my forehead while laying down at your limb, you're holding a red thread and you tied it to our pinky fingers and asked, " You know this?" I looked at your dazzling eyes but I have no clue what it was for. " It is the Red ​Thread of Fate". I just closed my eyes. It was the last that I saw you and I couldn't ever open my eyes again. My last tears touched you, hope in our next life I can abut

"Audrey, where are you..." The only thing that responded to him was a gust of cold wind. No one paid any attention to him. Only the earth remained in the empty garden. Jeffrey stood on the desolate land, shivering in the face of a head full of stars. "Audrey, do you really leave me?" The wind blew over the leaves of the roses that had fallen to the ground, making a rustling sound. Even the roses were speaking for me. They seemed to express that I didn't want him anymore.

Sara hurried and got off of his lap, as he grabbed her waist, sitting her right back down. Cordelia – “Alexander, Ares called me to let me know about the situation with our Kingdom. I will help with getting your father out of his depression. I will also scry for the location of Alexandria. That way I can teleport your brother Ares and several warriors to her location and get her out of King William's dirty hands.” Alexander – “Grandmother, I don’t suppose you have a way of warning me first before you just pop in like that?” Cordelia – “Oh nonsense dear! I realize you two were making out and, believe me, I am sure you know how to conceive children. I made out with my husband as well, and I wa

Would he show his figure? Would people be aware of his existence? Would the secrets and crimes that he had committed be unraveled? That person, can she melt the cold heart? Which would he choose? Hatred and vengeful past or love and their future? This red thread, still remembering their souls to each other.

"I'm not playing tricks, Marcus." Roberta finished speaking and then huddled motionless in the corner. Her seemingly malnourished body was very small. She buried her head in her arms. I couldn't see her expression in the darkness. She looked lonely and painful, which suddenly made my chest feel tight, and I couldn't control myself and walked towards her.