Aimee Lane Novels & Stories

"I'm glad to see that you're all healed up." "Thank you," Rayne spoke in a tone that concealed her nervousness and I liked that. I did not want her to be intimidated by anyone. I wanted my lady to be strong. We sat down and a little while later, the door of the meeting room opened after we heard a slight knock. A lady in her early thirties walked inside. She had long dark brown hair, bronze skin, and hazel eyes. 'A Middle Eastern beauty,' I read Rayne's thoughts. I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers.

After this variety show, we will concentrate on acting, so that we will not only limit Kristen Healey to variety shows, but also show Kristen Healey's perfection. Anna Garcia said excitedly and looked at Yu Chujie with a hopeful face. Yu Jie took out his hand and pulled out a photo. 'This is Aimee, the actress of M country, who is good at singing and dancing and has been invited to participate in this variety show.' Anna Garcia looked surprised. Although Aimee is a foreign actress, she has a high voice in China, with more than 20 million domestic fans alone. God, this is a fierce enemy.

"It's time you staked your claim. March right over there and take back what's yours." Aimee lifted her chin, steeling her nerves. "You're right. I've been patient long enough. Ethan needs to be reminded of where his loyalties should lie." She stormed down the hall, Thelina's shouts of encouragement echoing behind her. Ethan would regret the day he decided to cross her. She would make sure of it. Aimee stomped down the hallway, her heels clicking sharply against the hardwood floors. As she rounded the corner, she collided with a solid form.

He looked stunning with his pepper stubble and deep brown eyes. She smiled as sweet as sugar. She left the tray on the table and wiped her hands on the apron before taking it off. Aleja blinked as he saw the girl up close. Fascinated by how she acts and speaks like a little kid. She did not even bother to remove the flour on her face and fix her hair, but to his eyes, she still looks stunning. “Hi! How may I help you?” Aimee said upon arriving by the counter. Aleja stood upright and tried to bring back his straight face.

-00- Aimee walked slowly in the hallway of the headquarters while thinking about all the events that happened today. A flash of memory when the captain fell because of the hot lead that penetrated his stomach replayed in her head. She really wanted to not believe her sense of sight, but what she saw today was really real. She saw Austin shoot the bullet at Lorenzo. But really she really hoped that Austin was just wrong on target. She was afraid that Austin was actually another spy that Orlando meant. "Aimee."

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.

Aimie nervously laughs at Rain with a nervous look, as if she had done something terrible against Rain’s back. “I...I’m just chatting with my friend,” because of her surprise Aimie could not stop herself from stuttering. She almost immediately fidgets her fingers as soon as she gives Rain her excuse, making Rain able to read what was going on in Aimie’s mind based on her actions alone.

I watched the clock hanging on the wall, dreading each forward tick of the second hand. “Sorry I’m late!” Aimee said, rushing through the door with not ten seconds to spare. She was winded, likely from running. But she was smiling. Her cheeks were bright and flush, and happiness sparkled in her eyes. She’d pulled her hair up into a bun, decorated with glittery barrettes. I barely recognized her. I might not have, if I hadn’t spent so much time on her social media accounts. She looked so much like the girl she’d been before… Not the sad, lonely one she’d been lately.

"She likes it. We all appreciate that she does it. It doesn't hurt anyone; it just makes everyone feel good." "Charlotte, I... I can't," Liam said, and she moved one hand to his cheek. "I know you think you can't," Charlotte said softly. "Or that you shouldn't, or that it's a sin. But it's not. It's... it's what she's for, Liam: "She's the busty one." Behind his girlfriend, Aimee shifted in the bed. Her huge breasts were barely contained by the pink camisole she was wearing, and she had a small, hopeful smile on her face.

Liam looked at him, but did not have any displeasure because of his words, but also seemed to be very agreeable. For talented doctors like them, Aimee’s kind of doctors who just work hard but don’t improve are really on a different path from them. But it happens that Aimee has such a beautiful face that when he first saw it, even though she was covered in blood and her face was covered in blood, it did not reduce her face value, but was more beautiful and charming. With just that one look, Liam had already told himself in his heart that this