Shirona Cynthia Novels & Stories

I called out, I flinched a little when she nuzzled my leg such a good girl crouching down I scooped her in my hands, stroking her lovely brown fur. Navi is a fox but she's just not any feline; she's a cerumen shape shifter; she can take any form of animal, Her kind had gone extinct. She was the last one, she chose me as her keeper and she's currently my best friend and when my wolf was down she was my ride ,she had the ability to understand human language but cannot communicate back. "Navi I need a pretty horse let's go for a ride through the forest after stroking her one last time I stepped back so she could change to my favorite form

Intent on protecting her mate, she dove into the battle, risking the grays’ wrath. Caleb’s cousin, Tanner, slammed into her from the sidelines, knocking her off her pads. The brief distraction allowed Caleb time to get to his feet, and at once he lunged at Ragnar. Tanner snapped and snarled at Diana to get her to move to the outskirts of the circle. She growled back at him, the lowest, angriest growl she could manage, and then trotted back to her place. The grays were too big for her to handle. How could she even think she could deal with Vernetta successfully?

“I, Antonio Costa, of the Brazilian Group, release my power to you, Ms. Sincere Rose Zyte.” “I, Alezeya Williams, of the Georgia Group, release my power to you.” “I, Jessica Maine, of the Washington Group, release my power to you.” “I, Noah Timber, of the New Mexico Group, release my power to you.” “I, Nakia Ahmed, of the Canadian Group, release my power to you.” The moment I’ve been waiting for has come. I stand across from Lana. Though she is keeping her composure I know she hates this.

Cynthia's high-pitched voice broke through my thoughts. "But ma'am, she's on the list." He said the confusion in his brows was still evident. The list? I arched my brows a notch. It can't be! "You must be joking!" Cynthia continued to bicker. Valeria cleared her throat. "I think you're mistaking me for someone else. My name is Valentina Wilson from the Red Moon Pack, and I am also one of the shareholders. It's nice to make your acquaintance." She said it calmly and extended a hand for a handshake, but Cynthia didn't receive it.

The elders look at each other before Stoic nods. "You understand you are giving up all your rights to your luna potential, Charlene?" Elder Nora stands. "I understand, elder." she responds. A smile reaches her face and she nods. "Very well, your request is granted. But this means there are only two candidates left to compete." she announces, and her eyes move to me. Everyone follows and all eyes land on me. Then to someone who steps to my side. Perry. "Well, looks like it's just you and me, b*tch." I hear her say sweetly, but her words don't faze me the slightest.

Before they bowed down to her, That stupid thing, that runt, the woman who was in charge of everything that should have been mine, they just bowed down to her. Sienna De Luca. Omega. Nobody. Now the Luna. How could a person like her just become a Luna when she was nothing more than an Omega? A lowest rank, one that he could use as a consort to breed him children. I dug my nails into the soft leather of the armchair, unable to stop the rage bubbling beneath my skin. It burned like acid in my veins, every second of it replaying over and over in my head. He chose her. Publicly.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

Cynthia. His lips pressed into a thin line as her name crossed his thoughts. Yes, he had been with her. Yes, Rhian had seen or heard enough to assume the worst. But what Rhian didn’t know was why. Cynthia was not a lover. She was a contact. A pawn. A link to the men who might have had a hand in Villareal’s death. Damon used her, drawing her close, letting her cling to him, whispering into his ear like a woman in love. To anyone watching, it looked like infidelity. To Rhian, it looked like betrayal.

(Sharon Jackson) She were definitely pissed off by this. “...Um..sorry about that…I actually forgot about that…Hahaha…don’t worry..I’ll make sure to have some website set’s up later…oh Yeah..how’s Hwa Young doing right now?..”. Sharon were quite close to Hwang Hwa Young beside Catherine her agency president, after Hwang Hwa Young were signed as Virtue Biotechnology and Cosmetics as a spoke person and model.

Ariel shot back. "I don't know. It's just a possibility anyway. It might not happen, so why would I need to worry?" Iris smiled calmly, not answering it directly. At the Shear household, Cynthia had a white attire on as she trained by herself in the training room. In front of her was a wooden dummy the height of a man. At that moment, she saw the dummy as Leon. "Despicable Leon, you idiot, you heartbreaker." Cynthia clenched her teeth as she punched and kicked the dummy.