Aimee Carrero Characters Novels & Stories

They met inside Damien's room and talked for long periods of time, learning about each other and discovering parts of them they never knew existed before meeting the other. Damien saw how beautiful Ariel was beneath all her scars- scars he had given her during his torture. She was also curvy in all the right places, despite how she had been constantly starved of food for many years of her life. He noticed how intelligent she was even though she'd had little education over the course of her life. He saw how smart she was too and how much of a good heart she possessed. She wasn't selfish and she always put everyone above her and sacrificed her needs for other people. She paid attention to deta

Ohhh look, your date has finally arrived, how Great! I faced the door and oh my God, my breath was completely take away at that moment. Aimee was dressed like an angel, I couldn't even describe just how she looked, she was simply georgous. Her eyes met mine before it trailed down to my hands that we're still entangled in Carla's and then she frowned deeply before looking away. What was that all about. Carla beamed "I told you she wasn't worth it". I stared at her as a guy walked to her "Hey georgous, do you happen to have a date tonight?".

Austin took it, and typed his number to contact her, returning the phone back to her, "I'll send the address to you later." "Okay, thank you." Aimee's face, was especially beautiful as it was pure and innocent, just like her name. Her smile even had a healing attribute. Austin withdrew his gaze and told the driver to leave. Behind him, Aimee looked at the commercial vehicle that had gone far away. She clutched her chest and heaved a sigh of relief. "There are still many kind people in the world.”

Christopher had answered bluntly. They had all laughed, but Aimee’s world had fallen apart. She had walked away quietly, and had cried her eyes out for days and suffered a mental breakdown, but she had never given up. And tonight, her long lasting patience had paid off. Aimee opened the front door for her guest, Trisha, the secretary at work. She had smiled proudly at her and ushered her into her apartment. Aimee Landon was that woman that could get anyone to do her bidding, so recruiting Trisha for tonight’s job hadn’t been a hassle.

Ameira did such to keep ten-year-old Aimee safe, in case whatever happens. Her alters come out unexpectedly, especially when triggered. But neither does she know which one of them will control her next. Staring at the sky, young Aimee’s mind wandered, gone was the huge jolly grin printed on her face earlier. The way her thoughts were reminiscing her childhood feels like Ameira currently shares the body with her as a co-conscious.

Kareem is very miserable, his body was beaten without a good, clothes were beaten as if they were rags, gurgling blood came out, the face was beaten with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, basically just a breath of life, hanging on his life only. Because, they know very well that it is simply impossible to know something from Asa’s mouth. So, all hope can be placed on Kareem. However, anyone who works for Aimee does so with a purpose in mind. It is, even if they die, they will not be able to say what they should not say. Aimee looked at Kareem’s beaten state and her anger rose. She wanted to fly to Lasnain and deal a fatal blow to the group.

AIMEE’S POV My name is Aimee Garcia and for the longest time, I have been all alone, I have no family and I witnessed my parents being murdered when I was just three years old. I moved between foster homes and several families but I never felt like I belonged with any of them. Despite my unfortunate childhood, I centered my life and goals on attending college, trying to get a degree so I could get a good job and build a better life for myself. I pride myself as a smart young woman and I only believe in factual, logical happenings in the world. I believed there would always be an explanation for everything and I never believed that supernatural beings and creatures from other dimensions exist

"I don't believe that they had gotten their wolves before he took his own life. Yesterday was Amaris's first time shifting." "Did you get to speak with her today?" Dad asks at the mention of my mate again. "No," I tell him, shaking my head back and forth as hurt, frustration, and disappointment wash over me. "She never showed up to school." Several silent moments tick by as different scenarios rush through my head regarding why she never showed. "I'm worried about her," I mutter, breaking the silence, with my shoulders slumped, and head lowered towards the floor. "She can take care of herself. She is strong," he remarks, the hint of a smile quirking up at the corner of his lips. "She is unli

As she bounces off forgetting her troubles, I look at Jessica. “What have you been up to Jessica?” I ask. I know somehow, she’s involved in this, I just don’t know how she could be. Amelie is a child and I have no idea what someone does with a child to make them behave the way that Amelie is behaving. “I don’t know what you mean Colby. Amelie came to me scared about Kate coming to visit so I wanted to assure her Kate was a good person,” she says.