Ama I'm Novels & Stories

I don't understand when she talk I feel like my heart beat racing and wind catch its speed like it calling me to wake up my friend name is amelia she is perfect girl. she Carring,full of energy, her cooking is unmatchable , she is loving ,cute and bueatifull. she is the girl you can't resist and want to get married amelia:- hi I want to ask something me:- what is that you look so serious tell me did something bothering you amelia:- my father is rich you know that right. and he searching man for me me:- that nice so what happen

Becky shrugged and spun her chair around "Millionaire, billionaire it all sounds the same to me. My point is, if I was married to a millionaire I'd be in the Bahamas right now, sitting on the beach and getting my spa treatment done" "And that explains why you're still a single mother" "Sorry to burst your bubbles but I actually enjoy being single. Way better than having one man and dealing with mother-in-law stress" she chuckled. Dawn sighed. Suddenly reminded of Amanda. "Speaking of mother-in-laws. Amanda is in town" Her brows jumped up with interest. "Amanda the green witch?"

"Hi, I'm your new roommate. I'm Amara and you?" __________________________

he said with a sweet smile. “Mate ?” She asked, that was a weird word to use. He smiles a bit sheepishly. “Wife… mate is just a slang word used where I come from”. Amelia didn't really know what to do or say next, then he cleared his throat. "Would you like to come sit with us for a bit ? I feel I kind of owe you a drink as an apology for imitating a wall". "Okay then, when you ask so nicely. I am Amelia by the way, but just call me Ami, all my friends do". She didn't know why she said yes, there was just something she liked about him. Something that kinda pulled her to him.

Since I usually woke up a bit later than this, my brother has to come and wake me up. Let me properly introduce myself. My name is Aimee Cassandra C. Dela Via. I'm only turning 17 this week. For my appearance, I have long, silky chestnut hair and almond shape light pink eyes... the same shade as rose quartz. Yes, it's quite a weird color. I've found out that no one here in our country has the same eye color as mine.

Enne also couldn't find any settlements, all she saw were pine trees covered in snow. "I have to go back," Enne murmured, trying not to panic. "You fool." Once again, the voice inside Enne spoke. Enne, who wasn't used to it, was startled. "Who are you, really?" Enne asked amidst her anxious feelings. "I told you, I am you," the voice said again. "You're a liar," Enne retorted. "What makes you think that?" "I have never spoken to you before. If you're really a part of me, why did I only find out now?"

I replied unwillingly and walked towards Aaron's kitchen station. "Why do you always act like that when we talk? You barely say things... annoying... I thought we were friends" I heard her mumble while she quickly got out of the kitchen. Friends? When did we ever become friends? His order wasn’t ready as expected. “Lena dear, can you bring me a bag of frozen fries from the freezer?” Aaron asked and I did so. I waited a few more minutes and Max’s order was finally ready. On my way out I saw Mari just staring at Max from the bar. Head resting in hands and arms resting on the bar counter. Her eyes were leering at him like she was watching a romantic Korean TV series. She looked like a fucking c

-All right, I'll wait for you here," I said. Nate was the only one who could tell me the name of that girl who had been important to Nick. Although deep down I knew it was Amanda. - Nate arrived in less than ten minutes, when he knocked twice I opened the door. I had changed my clothes and combed my hair a little. I didn't like to be too disheveled on a daily basis. I also had my days when I wanted to feel pretty. -Nate, it's so good to see you," I gave him a little hug. He obviously returned it as he walked into my building.

“Go grab Amelia, Aubrey, and Caleb. They can help us round up the students and make sure everyone’s accounted for.” “Sure, Papi. Meet you at the bottom of the hill?” Fati asks, her smile back in place. I hug her tight. “Sí, mi hijita. Pero recuerda—está bien estar triste. Está bien no estar siempre contenta. No ocultes tus sentimientos. Te amamos. Queremos ayudarte.” (Yes, my little girl. But remember—it’s okay to be sad. It’s okay not to always be happy. Don’t hide your feelings. We love you. We want to help.)

Immediately I stood up from my chair. “I am Alpha and Omega. Nothing should scare me anymore. I will get the beast and after it, I will get the general," I replied.