Aimee Carrero Characters Novels & Stories

You have served your purpose here. Aimee bit her lips and closed her eyes. If only one day she could meet Piers again, she would not hesitate to put her hands around his neck and choke him to death. She could be less caring about the fact that she was a nurse and she was supposed to save lives and not take it. Her hatred ran deep even after ten long years. * * * There was a slight knock on the door followed by the door swinging open to reveal two handsome men walking hand in hand. Damon and Tanner.

I tell him, and Josh smiles, nodding. "I'm thrilled for you, bro. I can't wait to settle down and have a baby." Josh confesses, looking over at Aimee. I follow his gaze and smile fondly. "How are things with you two?" Josh nods, biting his lip. "We're great. Aimee's, unlike anyone I've ever met. She's fierce and passionate about everything she does, and I love that about her. She keeps me on my toes, that's for sure." He chuckles, looking over at her. "Do you ever wonder where we would have been right now if that night you met Shayla, you went over to Aimee instead, and I went for Shayla like we were supposed to?"

"Last weekend was fun. We should definitely link up some time..." Aimee and Ren are friends with benefits, FWBs. Of all the flings he has had, Aimee seems to be the constant, consistent one. They have hooked up more than once and if they continue playing this game, one of them will end getting deeply attached. And it won't be Ren. And if that happens, it will definitely be HAPPILY NEVER AFTER for Ren. Nobody messes with Aimee... She comes from a very powerful and rich family. Her dad is a prominent tycoon and her mom Debby, is a famous actress. One wrong move with her and poof! You're completely washed away from the face of the earth...

And then it was Aimee's turn. Liam tried not to stare at the way her cleavage bounced as she walked towards the front of the room. It felt like she was doing it on purpose. Teasing him. Daring him. But Liam wasn't going to succumb. "Alright," Charlotte's mom said. "Ready? Go!" Aimee began gesturing. She was clearly portraying a woman. "Marilyn Monroe!" Cassandra yelled, and Aimee shook her head. "No, no, she's... a singer?" Katie asked. "Dolly Parton?"

Especially with this almost stranger. “You’re going to fit right in with this family, Emma Anderson! Or should I say Carrero … Emma Carrero, has a nice ring to it.” Arrick has a beautiful smile when he’s happy. He has variations of smiles he throws around, like Jake, but this one here, boyish, and genuine, is the prettiest. He has that whole sparkly white Hollywood teeth thing too.

My mother was bleeding… I remembered the broken shelves and the words she just told me recently. Before I knew it, I started fighting Cassandra in the air. “Enough!” Damon yelled and struck her on the arm. Cassandra dropped to the floor, coughing. Damon rushed to Scarlett first and looked straight at her wound. “It’s not silver. She will heal.” Then he turned to me. He tapped my shoulders gently, bringing me back from that edge. “Annie, breathe. I’ve got you.” The anger left my body for a while. I hurried to my mother to hold her and make sure she was safe and doing well. Then, she smiled slightly at me. “I’m fine, my girl. Go and finish this.

Hot tears stung my cheeks, tiny rivers of humiliation escaping their banks. Eventually, the shaking stopped. The roaring in my ears dulled to a whisper. I collapsed into Mac’s chest. “I’m sorry.” I whispered. “Don’t be. That was a lot.” A female voice, assertive yet reassuring, came from the front seat. We broke free from the crowd, finally, moving at a slow crawl, then gaining speed as it thinned. From the front, Mac’s third in command, Aimee, turned slightly. “We need to stop for a moment, to reroute. They will be camping out all along this road, near every city. Annoying bastards.” She smiled at me, with genuine concern and empathy. I immediately liked her. “Nice to finally meet you, I te

She was so excited to see them. And then Selena excused herself and exited the room "I've been worried sick about you both" Amira said "It doesn't seem like you did" Dala said rolling her eyes Cara quickly called her to other. "Amira I know you have, I'm very happy for you" Cara said "That's not all, I'm with child too" Amira whispered "Wow, that's amazing" Cara said They tried catching up and there was still a lot to discuss. They stayed a little before they finally left for home.

Having a separate changing room was a small luxury she could afford. “Hello sugar,” Aimee replied her greeting with her usual buoyancy visible in her smile, as her curls bounced back from her face when she turned to look at her with an austere look – or what she tried to pass as a severe look. Instead, she looked like she was trying too hard which resulted in a forced expression. “You are late. As usual.” Aimee McKenzie was a wonderful friend simply because she was a magnificent human being. Period. Ultimately, everything in life came down to that – if someone could end up being a superb person, he could achieve anything in life.

Then, he grew confused because of the smile plastered on her face. “Did someone upset you at the ceremony, baby?” he strode towards her and encased her small face in his hands, “What’s wrong?” Karrie shook her head and wiped away her tears. “I never thought they’d like me,” she uttered and then teared up some more. Andrin’s brows shot up. Until now, his mate was still really battling with her anxiety despite looking so confident during the ceremony. “I... I always thought they’d think I was--” “Weird?” A scowl plastered on his face, “I told you, Karrie. They don’t matter. You’re fucking perfect and if someone in this pack makes you feel otherwise then tell me, I’ll take care of it.”