Aimee Lynn Novels & Stories

I didn't fuck Vegas neither did I fuck Jaylen, everyone knows what happened. "Did you just try to kill me?" Aimee pushed Jaylen from her front, "Because I was spilling the truth?" She pointed at herself, "Kylie, I'm going to fucking mess you up in this house," Aimee packed her hair into a messy bun. "Fuck me up? Aimee I have so many regrets but guess what, you top the list of all my regrets, you dimwit," my hand ran through my head in frustration. Aimee knew what happened so why the fuck is she lying.

Her green eyes roamed over Lydia as she exclaimed, “Oh my God!” Lydia stifled a laugh; she knew her mom would soon comment on her beauty and how she would sweep every male off their feet that evening. It was clear that Lydia resembled her mother, both standing tall and slender, with curves that could captivate anyone. Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips.

' She sobbed. I bent down and took her in my arms and let her cry convulsively in my embrace... NARRATIVE Aimee had arrived at the private villa of Jamie Grey in Erdington. They were standing at his rooftop patio, staring down the beautiful city while they talked. The sun had long gone from the sky and the full moon and star-filled sky, added colors to the beautiful glowing city.

# 2) Little Angelic OBSESSION ❤️ Hello Everyone! My name is AMRUTA Chase Miller. You can call me Amee. I'm a super talented and unparalleled cutielicious five-year-old girl who is loved by everyone. Their eyes widened and their faces bloomed like a flower whenever anyone saw me and expressed my sincerity towards their love. I will send kisses to them. I know I'm cute and beautiful. So no need to fight. I don't like partiality that's why I love and care for everyone.

Michelle said to grab my attention through the mind-link. “Yes Michelle.” I answered. “Aimee has left for the café on her bike.” Michelle relayed. Her favorite place to read and people watch, I smiled knowing exactly where she was. “Thank you for that, how strong was her scent?” I asked. “We could smell her clearly all the way downstairs and in the kitchen while she was asleep. We think it might happen today.” She said I could sense her anxiety in her voice. I know she was trying to control it. I jumped up from my office chair, “Thank you” I said quickly and closed the link. I ran a full sprint to my car. I need to get there before her. I have a bad feeling if I don’t something may happen to

“No, she’s not.” “Aimee don’t lie to me. I just want to talk to her.” He says pleadingly, and I feel my heart aching. “She’s not here!” Aimee snaps hotly, and I can imagine her glaring at him menacingly. “You’re lying, her bags right there. Shayla?!” “Haven’t you done enough?!” Aimee shouts angrily. “I have never in all my years of friendship with that girl, seen her this broken!”

I'm pretty sure Sierra and Daniel won't leave their room today and since Avery likes to sleep away the day might as well enjoy my time here on this beautiful island. The hotel is luxurious with glass windows all through the main lobby, perfect view of the beach ... .we'll when it's not completely chaos out there. “The weather ruining your day as well?” I look over and nod at the girl that's my height only she has brown hair instead of blonde. “Yeah, I wanted to go read a book by the ocean but that's not going to happen now,” I smile at her and her brown eyes gazed back out the window. “I came here to forget,” She sighed.

Allow me to introduce myself, I am Jenni March, I am 18 years old, daughter of Rick and Rose, The Alpha and Luna of Crystal Forrest, a community nestled next to a quiet town in Southern Tennessee. I have lived here all my life and it is the most beautiful and charming place. Between the hills, and the creeks and rivers, its pure bliss.

I lock my apartment and climb down the stairs but I get petrified when I hear him scream, "AAYFUUC TING HEYATE PREEDAA." I freak out. What is happening to him? He is starting to scare me, I don't want him to hurt himself or turn into a maniac. Gay or not, I still like him as once my friend Ana had told me, ‘If they don’t get drunk and call you, you are not the one.’ Now, does it mean that I am the one? I wave for the taxi while I hear Ryan rubbishing through the phone, "Aaaahhhh! Lizon kat-ful-lily aaye affa ran dummy son," I get inside the taxi.

Aimee Aimee didn’t know the best way to spend her weekend. Like always, her parents had gone to the city and wouldn’t be back for some days. She lounged around the house, surfing the internet, playing tennis in the backyard with her bodyguard, singing karaoke in the living room, eating as much as she could. But no matter what she did, nothing fully lifted her boredom, only giving her momentary satisfaction.