Am Only Novels & Stories

*Amber* I stand in front of the mirror, my heart racing as I adjust the collar of my leather jacket. Today, I’m not just Amber… I’m the only Alpha of the Stars as Thorn isn’t coming, and I need to embody the strength and resolve that comes with it. The meeting is looming ahead, and every inch of me is charged with anticipation. I can feel the weight of responsibility on my shoulders, but I also know I’m not alone; Tjeck, Kattie, and KC are representing the Eagles, while Logan, as my beta, and Jeremy, as a former soldier from the Capitol, are at my side.

what was going on? “I will always come back sweetie,” Aranife assured Aracely stared at her with so much emotion and replied as her bottom.lip wobbled. “and what if you don't?” Aracely cried. Aramide couldn't do this. ....... "You should keep it, so that if anything happens to me, you will look at those initials and remember me. A stands for Aramide, and The other A, stands for Aracely!" Aracely smiled brightly as she informed her mother, and Aramide had to stop herself from crying right there, her daughter was literally saying good bye to her, Instead. Aramide wiped her tears and took of the neck lace once again.she picked up the small bat in room and conveniently broke it into two.

Because he always managed to put aside his jealousy. "Woi,Anjir, instead of opening the file Makkah, streaming dong!" "Allah is the Greatest!" exclaimed Hana, half-dead surprised, no, half-dead. Exaggerating greatly, like a marketing strategy. It tastes good, until you want to die, anjir, a strategy that is too exaggerated. "Uh, Lisa, come back?"

USER sends 1000 diamonds to the streamer. USER sends 1000 diamonds to the streamer. USER sends 1000 diamonds to the streamer. USER sends 1000 diamonds to the streamer. For the meantime, Sam is speechless again. He cannot move his fingers the only thing he knew is he don’t want to owe to somebody. “I am waiting Sam,” the man on the other line said. He keeps on recalling his voice and he speaks, “are you M-Mike?” The anonymous man halted his fingers from typing. He is silent and burst out of laughter again!

I looked at him from head to toe. He had little curly, dark brown hair. His skin color was a bit pale like the people who live in snow and his blue eyes were adding to his beauty. The dark red lips were like red strawberries which were visible from far away. And a tattoo on the side of his neck which wasn't much visible because of his jacket. But I saw a little tattoo on his wrist and it was saying,"I AM NOT MYSELF". I bet if anyone meets him for the first time, they will probably notice his dark red lips first. He was wearing a dark black jacket and a white t-shirt. His shoes were black and white sneakers and his jeans pants were also black.

"Miss Aubrey?" "Stop! Okay! I remember it.” Fiona was in a trance. She looked anxious with her trembling body. Her bead looked at Lafanya. "So, what should I do now?" ***

“I didn’t mean to—” “It’s fine,” I say, cutting him off and silently begging him to just drop it. But, if I had to hazard a guess from the next words out of his mouth, I’d say that it’s safe to assume that I don’t have telekinesis, only the ability to see the imminent future. “No, it’s clearly not fine. If me calling you Ame—shit,” he says, quickly correcting himself with I cut him with a glare. “If me calling you that name sets you off, then clearly it’s something.”

I didn't know how long I could hold on to only eating vegetables but I couldn't give up my principles just to live. “So you're not a vampire? You do smell a bit different.” “I am Cyra and that's what matters.” Axel nodded, “You have a point but the species we identify with is important. If you don't belong to any coven then, how can you be truly happy?” “I have a cave where I worship my own bravery and strength. It is as powerful as a coven and I'm happy with it.” “That is so unusual, princess.” “Oh.” I giggled, a little bit flattered. “I'm not a princess.”

“Ryan is a fan of yours.” “Oooh,” Kohen muses. “Lil princess is with one of our what did you call them...” he feigns confusion, and when Amara doesn't respond he responds, mimicking her voice. “Braindead fans.” Amara folds her arms, “There's an exception, him.” I'm the exception? I don't know what that means but my wolf purrs. “Anyway, nice seeing you. We have to go, you good to go?” she turns to me, nodding to herself before I can answer.

“This feeling is unexplainable. I can’t even put a word to it.” “Cringe,” he curled his hands together on his knee after emptying out the cold tea. “New flash, she's not into you.” “No one can love her as much as I do.” “Wrong.” Amino’s body tensed up and leaned forward again. He craned his neck and lowered his voice. “No. One. Can. Love. Me. More. Than. Anyone. Else.” “Wrong. You’ve never met Malikul.” “Who the fuck is he?” Amino disgruntled with suppressed voice while rubbing his chin angrily.