A Plague Tale Amicia Novels & Stories

Did he just say that? "Marco De Luca will definitely let you into his chamber with that look." He said, making me cringe. He walked over to me and touched my hair. I don't know what he was doing since I was busy drooling due to the closeness. He kept touching my hair as if arranging loose strands and it was a sweet sensation. Then he stepped behind and looked me in the eye. "Your name is Alexandria Mae. You're the only daughter of Gian Mae. You've always had a thing for him, Marco and you want to have a taste of him tonight. He'll take you to his room, tell him you want to spice things up, ask him to show you the LION cause you heard from your father that it is the new merchandise in the mar

" Amilek lied with a straight face. "I will inform you when I am ready to let a prince into my chamber." Micah was taunting him, with a calm expression etched on her face. "A girl who wanted a simple life but ended up in a castle." Amilek mocked, and Micah froze on her seat. Her eyes blinked as her face became white. She has never told anyone those words except for her sister. Micah quickly shifted her gaze to Amilek, but the latter had his eyes fixed on the fighters.

The name scrawled across the page was Seraphina Mirov. “She’s not one of ours,” Amara said. “She used to be,” Luca replied. “Exiled assassin from the Monaco cell. She disappeared five years ago — resurfaced under the Veil’s mark.” Amara’s jaw tightened. “And you think she has Alma.” “I think she’ll lead us to whoever does.” The silence stretched, heavy as the fog crawling over the sea. Finally, Amara said, “Where?” Luca looked at her — really looked at her, like he was memorizing her edges before the world tried to cut them apart again. “Prague. She’s been sighted twice near the old cathedral.”

Just then, there was a roar, and Amelia hunched over, riding the Dodge Tomahawk motorcycle, lifting the body upwards, cutting through the night sky between the two buildings! Just like when she came, she was beautiful and cool, as if a legend. The Wraith Infant, afraid of being left behind, quickly squeezed into the copper coin, took a deep breath, and joined Amelia in the battle! Bang! When the Dodge Tomahawk landed. Amelia had returned to the Omelas's villa. The scroll behind faded away and turned into the previous modern decoration style. The faded red high heels fell to the side. The puppet doll, however, stood there as if it had suffered no damage at all, giving off a creepy feeling.

I was starting to freaking out After a very long and tense period of trying to put out the fire, we finally did and immediately I stormed into the hut and found Amelia by the entrance lifeless. “Amelia, nooooooo, please stand up” I screamed as I shook her lifeless body vigorously The rest of the guys came in at that point and carried her body out. They tried to wake her up all to no avail. Mich growled in pain with his wolf voice and we all followed suit “Who could have done this” I asked in tears Mich shifted to his wolf form and sniffed round the remains of the hut “I can perceive a rouge scent; this was done by a rogue pack but the exact ones I do not know” Mich said after he shifted back

he replied, surprising Amira. “Tortured then killed,” Amira added, pointing her finger so people, including Bash, would notice her large hand and not the paper she dropped into Macie’s hands as she passed by. A paper that had her signature on it and the rogues' target and coin reward from the rebels. Amira and Bash continued back through the gardens, and she couldn’t hold back the small smile on her lips. ‘Keep smiling, and people will be aware of their imposter king,’ Bash jested through a mind link.

No blood meant no easy tracking. "I need help getting Lucas here I need to clean him up too" Emelia spoke to which Alice nodded in affirmative two warriors went to get him as they sprayed him on a high rock to which they found a ripped piece from their pile of spoilt cotton they dried themselves up in the sun, ‘where to next Amacara’ ‘we shall journey on she knows of our coming and that is a disadvantage to us we need an ally someone from the inside’ Alice spoke ‘ no witch will betray her coven in other to help us they are loyal to the blood title more than the person herself it would not work in our favor.

“You wanted him gone, Katherina. You couldn’t stand to see me happily married while you lost everything that mattered to you.” “Enough!” Altricia snapped, her voice sharp. “We will not be humiliated like this. Not here.” Eduardo caught Amelia’s arm, his voice low and pleading. “Mija, please. This isn’t the time.” Amelia jerked away, shouting, “No, Papá! This is exactly the time! He’s gone and they’re standing here pretending to mourn when they’re the ones who killed him!” Rain poured harder. Katherina’s umbrella slipped, soaking her hair and silk dress. “You think too highly of yourself,” she said coldly. “Not everything revolves around you, Amelia. Miguel made plenty of enemies.”

“Is that your first thought about me? That’s so not right. I can’t wait to show you to everyone. My family.” Everything has fallen into place as it should be, but then, there would be their challenge but he would be wise because he’d experienced a love between two wolves that broke boundaries and he was aware that it’d been Amaia who had gone extra miles inviting a lot of guest to the festival, making sure everyone surrounding them and the ones far attend and that was how she’d come about and right here he’d met his mate. He would say she did fully her promise to him and he’d learned more than enough to have his love stronger than theirs and conquered all foes.

Let's start from the beginning, the very beginning. My name is Amara Zino, I am an orphan who lives with my only relative Madame Flavia. I lost my parents at the age of fifteen when they went on a 'parents bonding trip' and never returned alive. Their valuables were all missing same as some useful parts of their bodies their fingers and a significant bullet wound in between their heads.