Shrek The Third Fiona Novels & Stories

" she hollard and a dry laughter could be heard. Fear seized her seeing Lewis emerge from the dark "S..sir Lewis" she called fearfully "Salma McKenzie,never knew a president daughter was crushing on me" he smirked and crouched down . He lifted her chin and unexpectedly,a thunderous slap landed on her cheeks Fiona shriked painfully whimpering a bit "You wanted me to fûck you right?" he said wickedly and she sulked "C'mon now. Let's have some fun" he stood up and snapped his fingers Three hefty men stepped in,they stood next to Lewis and glared hard at Fiona

She was screaming at the top of her lungs, unable to use any of her spells on Cadell. Her age was finally showing on her. She was as fragile as glass. This stunned Chriselda, who became lost at Thelma’s action. Only Fiona got scared and wanted to flee. Quickly, I blocked her path and blasted her with a punch that sent her staggering into Chriselda. When she grabbed her for support, Christy screamed out in pain and threw Fiona off her in anger. That’s because her favorite damsel just dug her poisoned claw into her skin by accident. Fear took over Chriselda when she began feeling uncomfortable in her body.

She crossed her arms, glaring daggers at Leah. “What do you what?” she demanded. Leah chuckled, totally unfazed. “Will you let me in, at least?” “If you have something to say, then say it or get out. I don’t have time for your petty games,” Fiona hissed. Leah's eyes darted to me and her smirk grew. “I guess it’s because of you she can still brag like this.” Fiona frowned, ready to question her but Leah didn’t give her the chance. “I only came here to congratulate you for making it to the next round. I look forward to competing with you,” she said, offering a hand. Fiona stared at it suspiciously and she finally chuckled, dropping the hand.

Brenda pointed out, "let's just all get into bed and we could try this again some other time. It's not like we are going anywhere." "You're right," Sarah said giving up, "let's just go to bed. Besides why did I think a bunch of old women like us could pull this off." "We're not old honey. Just mature," Fiona said finally chipping into the conversation. She had always been the least talkative of the three. Brenda walked Sarah into her bedroom and later went to the guestroom where she found Fiona sitting on one of the twin beds. "We finally got rid of that bitch," Brenda said to Fiona and threw herself on the next bed.

Instead, my gaze landed on someone entirely different, and my jaw nearly dropped. She was wearing low-cut denim shorts and a tight, sleeveless brown crop top that showed off her arms and belly. The moment she caught me looking, she flashed me a sharp, evil grin. I blinked in utter disbelief. I turned my head to look at Finn, who was staring at her with the exact same confused, alarmed expression on his face. What the hell was Fiona doing here?

The cracking stopped suddenly. “It worked” Iza breathed, excitedly. “Better than I could have ever imagined. It looks like you are exactly the thing we needed.” He smiled at me, disgustingly. Fiona got to her feet, standing on two hind legs at least 9 feet tall, her hairless, leathery body hunched over. Her eyes glowed like lanterns in the dim light. “Fiona” I shouted at her, hoping she was still in there somewhere. Her glowing eyes snapped to me, and she lunged, claws and teeth extended. She hit the end of her chains and was snapped back, still snarling.

Rhea’s Pov Fiona spun around, her eyes wide, her mouth falling open. For a woman who had been running a multi-million-dollar empire in my absence, she suddenly looked like a shocked teenager. “Miss Rhea?” she whispered. Then, louder, “Miss Rhea!”

He too was blown away by how beautiful she looked. Maybe it was her hair that made the difference, it wasn't styled in a bun like she normally styled it before. I glared at Rick, feeling jealous at how his eyes were all over her. "What?!" Rick mouthed with his eyes wide opened, as he noticed I was glaring at him. Fiona walked gracefully and confidently towards Tiana. "You are in my seat, get up!" She ordered. Tiana was taken aback by Fiona's words. She looked at me for support but I ignored her.

“I’m here to help look after Xena. Did you just get off work?” “Yes, I thought I’d stop by and check on her.” Fiona nodded. Their father was busy and their mother lived abroad, so as a younger sister, she felt it was her duty to show some care. “Wait. Don’t go in yet,” Sienna said, pulling her back. “Xena just had a good cry. Let her rest for a bit.” Fiona looked surprised. “What happened?” “It’s Felix.” Sienna looked frustrated. “He came by, and I think they argued.”

Just then, another woman slid out of the driver’s seat like a snake. It was Fiona, our live-in nanny. She always wore clothes one size too small, fabric stretched tight against her body, deliberately exposing half a shoulder. Right now, she was expertly holding up her phone, already livestreaming on YouTube. “Want to see limited-edition kids’ sneakers? I’ll show you right now!” Comments flooded her screen. [Is it real? Zoom in!] “Fiona, what are you doing?” My irritation flared. “You’re not allowed to film without my permission!”