A Plague Tale Amicia の小説・ストーリー

One rainy afternoon, Amelia misplaced her journal at the library. It had been a long day — essays due, caffeine crashing, umbrella snapped in the wind. She searched everywhere, frantic. But before panic could bloom fully, someone cleared their throat behind her. Micah. He held the journal out like it was sacred. “I saw it under the table. Thought it might be yours.” She took it. “Thanks… Micah, right?” The moment she said his name, something beamed in his eyes. Not surprise. Not joy. Something deeper. Like hunger.

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.

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.

“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

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.