Santhy Agatha Novels & Stories

My heart raced against my ribcage with each step I took, and seeing my friend’s blood on my hand, I couldn’t help but feel my chest ache. Entering the bathroom, I stared at my reflection for a second as I turned the faucet on to wash the blood off my hands. My eyes held anger, hatred, and darkness like never before, and I knew that all these emotions were directed at ONE person, and one person alone. I, Alpha Dante D’Angelo, will not rest or stop until you are dead, Giovanni D’Angelo. It is time for you to sleep with one eye open, because I am coming for you…

I turn my head. She stands at the far end of the room, not hiding, not looming, simply existing with the confidence of someone who knows no one in this world can touch her. Her hair is a waterfall of black shot through with streaks of silver, not age, but power. Her eyes are pale, almost luminescent, like frost mourning the sun. Seraphine. Agatha’s mother. A dark witch of the oldest covens. And the one who stole me from the battlefield. Her lips twitch, not a smile. More like curiosity wearing the shape of one.

“Princess Scarlet, don’t throw me away just yet. Have mercy!” Scarlet scoffed, “Mercy needs to be appealed and I find you utterly useless to me.” Agatha’s eyes welled up with tears at how easily was being discarded when she had burned all her bridges. Agatha had been with Laylin before she was even born. When she committed the murder in Sarang out of rage in her youth she had found shelter with Laylin's mother. As she had expected, the tribe Mistress had really cut off contact with her daughter so she wrote a fake recommendation and worked for her.

CHAPTER FIVE He moved towards her,and bethany begin to back away from him,she looked around that's when she realized what made the Salvador's run. She knew this guard from the orphanage, she just hoped he doesn't recognize her. "Who are you and what are you doing here?."He asked her. "I don't know."I said ,I could see him looking around if anyone was near. "Well, well what do we do with you now.?"he said slowly.

"Calm down, Ferdinand! I won't bother you. I'm actually kind enough to tell you that Agatha actually has holy blood which is sought after by many of us. She comes from the Black Moon pack and she is actually a descendant of original humans so it's very likely that there are humans and wolves who want her blood. I'm just telling you. But if you don't believe it, that's fine." Parker then sat down. I still don't believe what he said. "You're lying! How could Agatha have holy blood." "You forgot that she had a miscarriage? Did you realize that the blood that came out of her body became a delicious meal for Agatha's own family? I know that. I wanted to tell you that some time ago. But I'm sure y

Nathan POV: The image flickered on the cheap laptop screen, grainy footage from a hidden camera I’d paid a disgruntled security tech (courtesy of Manuel’s untraceable funds) to install overlooking the entrance to Agatha’s ridiculously opulent mansion. There they were. Campbell, playing the dutiful partner, opening the car door for her, his hand lingering possessively on her back as she stepped out. Agatha, pale and tired, offering him a tight, forced smile before disappearing inside.

she said while showing me her expensive phone. I was very scared and she was smiling before we knew what happened, someone collect her phone, deleted the audio and gave her back the phone before the voice said "A pretty girl like you shouldn't bully other girls" and when I looked up to see who, I was so surprised to see MR. JACK!!!!.

“So, you don’t have plans of, like, getting back the—your company?” “Of course I do have. But for now, just trust me on this one, Celine.” I said. “But—” she was cut off when my phone suddenly rang. “Excuse me, I have to take this call,” I excused myself. +639********* calling… “Hello? Agatha Tatiana speaking.” “Hey…” he said. His voice kinda sounds familiar. “Uh, who's this?” “Ouch, I thought you remember me,” he said.

Dario tries to talk some sense into me. Maybe, but it doesn’t change my feelings. How many men had there been? She’s mine. How dare she fuck other men? “She didn’t know about us,” my wolf tries again. “Fine, whatever,” I finally answer him. “But it changes nothing.” I knew she wasn’t a virgin when I marked her, so why am I this bothered by it all of a sudden? Agatha walks around the altar and cuts my other thigh open. Deeper this time. The searing pain makes it nearly impossible to think. At least it takes my mind off the persistent erection. “The gods demand blood,” she says. “They always demand blood.”

Alexia Skylar Hale To be honest, killing was easy for me. Showing no emotions and killing them, the enemies. Here i go again, killing for my father. Its my job as li fantasma or as in english, “The ghost,” but as Alexia Skylar Hale, im known to be work along side my father, in the company, of course.