Aimee Lynn Novels & Stories

Still, she retorted, "That didn't happen! She can't be so skilled in medicine! Dr. Lowe, she's faking it!" "Are you implying that I'm trying to trick everyone alongside her?" Abraham was furious. What on earth was wrong with Aimee? Aimee's words took a turn. "You won't, surely, but Aria has always been crafty. She might've fooled you. Even if she does have some knowledge of traditional medicine and can treat patients online, I don't believe she's capable of scoring so well in the preliminary exams!"

A small knock sounded on the door, A smile instantly took place across my lips. Aimee walked into the room wearing a light pink flared skater dress, Her light brown hair flowing down in waves. Lorenzo embraced her between his arms. They look good together and I'm happy they have each. My smile faltered seeing the woman she entered with. Why is she here? What the fuck is she doing here? I turned my gaze to Lucien, He didn't look impressed to see the woman who currently stood in the room.

He rubs small circles on my knees and the little gesture only makes the butterflies in my stomach flutter. “So what do you do, Ronin? Are you a model? I’m sure you’re not an actress, I would have seen your face on TV. Unless you’re a struggling actress.” Aimee asks as she looks at me, a mischievous smile on her thin lips. “It’s Robyn, not Ronin.” I correct her even though I’m pretty sure she knows my name. “That’s what I said. Robyn.” “I’m a nurse. What do you do?”

To be seen but not care about anything that surrounds you. Aime moves closer, and then I see the sadness she’s trying to hide. Maybe this wasn't the best idea. It was selfish of me to bring her here because I needed this. In the short time I’ve gotten to know Aime, I know she can be shy, but I also think she’s a butterfly starting to come out of her cocoon. Too bad an asshole has tried to shove her right back into it. I wanted tonight to remind her that she can spread those beautiful wings all on her own. Aime? I mouth, wanting to check in with her.

“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.

The door opened, and a girl stepped out. Jayden took a sharp intake of breath because the girl turned out to be Aimee. He watched as she paused in front of the door, saying something to someone before she shut it and started approaching the house while looking through her phone. She was dressed in a mini skirt that exposed her long, fair legs, a tank top, a pair of sneakers, and a face cap. Jayden had never seen her dressed like that, and it gave her a different vibe—something strong enough that he couldn’t bring himself to look away, even though he knew he should.

I'm sure some naughty students will still go ahead to post some pics and vids. While making our way to the quad, Travis and I walk past Aimee and her best friend, Wyndy. Wyndy Hammers. The most beautiful creature I have ever set my lowly eyes upon and have had the privilege of being in love with ever since I was eleven. Four years, ten months and counting. I still remember the day Aimee brought her to our house and introduced her as her new best friend. Aside being beautiful, she is nice and sweet, with her attractive hazel eyes that glisten whenever she's talking about something she loves, her full lips and her curly ginger colored hair cascading down her elegant shoulders. I shouldn't forg