A Plague Tale Amicia Novels & Stories

"What did I promise you. I told you that every single thing you love would be mine and I am a man of my words" Then the call went off, just so fast but enough to know that Amelia was far from safe, the picture sent next was enough to make him hungry to reap out Matteo's heart. It was Amelia, asleep, with a gag to her mouth and her gown reaped short.

“He was already cursed! This is just the result! I'm sorry but just wait until he dies." Jamaia knew it was Kataleya, he knew that she directly or indirectly had something to do with the Lackey's condition. She could have said, but witches unite and protect each other, Jamaia would never betray a witch, especially as a child. . She knew she was a witch, she just didn't want to believe that the plague had come from her. “ then he dies..." Jamaia nodded. “ But I barely got married! “ Maarifa lets out tears. “Is not fair.”

he inquired, his voice dripping with curiosity. Amara hesitated for a fleeting moment, her instincts warning her that the path on which this inquiry treaded was lined with danger and uncertainty. She chose her words with painstaking deliberation, her voice laced with a cautious falsehood. "Yes, Alpha Aidan," she responded, her heart pounding in her chest like a caged bird. "She was my only patient today."

“She’s unsealing her father. The plague is only the beginning.” Another shudder. The stones above groaned. They didn’t have long. “She’ll kill us for this,” Rythe murmured. “Slowly.” “We’re dead already,” Amiel replied, a flicker of defiance lighting his eyes. “But Krishna… she may yet be fire.” Above – Perfera’s Throne Room

“Djurek and I have been arranged to marry by our noble families. You cannot possibly think that he would settle for a low life like you. You and your stupid antics are falling into trouble and I would make sure that you live the rest of your days in abject poverty and regrets.” “Aurelia is just a servant in this place Madam Alicent,” Amelia interferred, bowing her head in respect. “No!” The lady, Alicent, shouted back angrily. “She is a disgusting bastard and a thief with no wolf.” she raised her middle finger towards me, brandishing it as though it were a sword. “She has gone behind me and stolen my birthright.” She dashed towards me, and grabbed me by the shoulders. “This prostitute here h

There were streaks of red in the sclera of his eyes and his lips had turned white and pasty. "Amelia..." he finally said when his eyes landed on Amelia, who towered over him with her arms folded across her chest. "Is this... karma?" "You tell me," Amelia said with a huff as she sat herself down on the couch. "Please for the sake of all things good, tell me that Matteo was just pulling my leg as revenge for what I did!" Aiden said. "You can have a look for it yourself," Amelia said. From behind, she held out a small leather-bound journal which Matteo hadn’t even noticed she had with her. It was Elaine’s diary before she had passed, nicked from her bedroom earlier today.

Impossible. Amelia’s the last of the Blood Shade Pack. The last living wolf with that distinct magic-laced aura in her scent. Yet standing here, this cold woman has a trace of it. It’s almost identical to Amelia’s, but not quite. It’s sharper and darker, yet hard to detect. My jaw tightens before I can stop it. Sapphira narrows her eyes. “Is there a problem?” I school my expression. “No.” Amelia’s eyes search mine, and she guards her expression. “That day, outside the fortress, and lying half-dead in the cold…” The day she speaks of remains vivid, and the pain in her eyes is clear. “Sapphira saved me.”

“This is amazing.” “Thank you. I will protect you, Olive. That I can promise you.” he said. “I believe you.” i held the chains in my hand, wondering if they could hold me. “Would you like me to try?” Alec asked as he stepped towards me, opening one of the chains. My heart once again was racing as he held it there. “Put your hand inside, and you’ll be able to feel it.”

Marissa nodded her head. “ The other leaders are coming here for a meeting tomorrow” said Damian. “ I am coming with you” said Marissa. “ Are you strong enough?” asked Damian. “ Hmmm” replied Marissa. Damian kissed her but it was not long. “ Okay” replied Damian. “ Thanks baby” said Marissa as she hugged him. **** Lady Amelia smiled as king Zedekiah handed her the water of azara. “Will this be enough?” he asked her. “ Yes my king” replied lady Amelia.

In the distance, I spotted Alaric, surrounded by loyal guards, his face a mixture of exhaustion and relief. "Amelia!" he called out, and I rushed into his arms, holding him tightly. "I'm so glad you're safe," he whispered into my hair. "And I'm glad you're safe too," I replied, my voice muffled against his shoulder. ALARIC As chaos gripped the great hall, I, Amelia, and the guests found themselves trapped, unable to escape the unfolding turmoil. Just as we were trying to comprehend the situation, Gregory and Lucia emerged from the shadows, their faces twisted with deceit and malice.