Amanda Fix Age Novels & Stories

Amanda pov My name is Amanda Dawn and I am part of the lightshade pack. Every year our alpha throws a finding your mate party and all unmated she wolfs must attend. Males from all over come to see if they can find their mate. I hate this cause ever since sixteen I haven't found my mate. I have in fact given up cause now I'm nineteen and still alone. This is so fucking boring but I comply with my mom who orders I go with her cause if not she makes my life hell.

she continued immediately. “We are not saying you have a problem, Amanda.” the group leader, Augusta said “we are just saying you should go through the fixing process with us.”She continued, giving a phony smile to hide her frown. “Why waste your energy fixing me when I’m not broken? You are the ones who needs fixing.” Amanda raised her voice, gritting her teeth. “You think I’ve got a temper? Well, why shouldn’t I? Yet, I can’t imagine myself doing the horrible things you all had done. My reaction is little compared to y’all seated here.” she voiced, almost relaxed.

Liar! 'But…' 'No buts, you are staying put.' He said sternly. That was more like him sending her off to get over his pain of losing her. How did we not know this sooner? 'Hey, Diego, guess what?' 'What?' 'I'm three years older than you are, Ame told me. I'm Praxina Aileen Newton, almost twenty-six years old, so in your face!' Oh, brother. Yolanda's standpoint Next day

I do want to love Amaira and give her the life she deserves, but I live her too much too force her into doing what she doesn't want to do. "So what am I looking at here?" I blankly asked as I stared at the women with disinterest in my eyes. "Oh-kay" Vanessa rubbed her hands together before she leaned down so she could clearly see the first person. "That's Amanda, daughter of Alpha Joseph of Blue Stone's pack. She's 19, owns the largest bakery store in her pack, and Ioves shopping." "Blue Stone's pack, huh?" I remember the pack, and I remembered inviting them to the dance two days ago. Maybe I hadn't noticed Amanda then.

Amelia had been beaten severely for the last five years by the man who claimed to be her father. Her mother died when she was 13 and she has had to suffer the wrath of this man. She was now 18 and has been planning to escape to get out of this hell hole of a pack. Chapter 1 Amelia POV

"I love riding bikes. That is my number one interest. And secondly, I've always loved taking pictures. I have a whole collection of cameras and equipment at my house. Maybe one day you can come over and take a look." Amanda smiled, feeling a spark of connection with Mr. Finn. "That sounds like fun," she said, her teeth showing through a warm smile. After some minutes of silence, Mr Finn finally said, “Your relationship with Adrian and Carl exposed you to club life.” Amanda nodded, biting her lower lip. “Since when have you been running a club?” She asked, finally looking up to face him. “Since I was twenty.” He replied. Amanda's eyes narrowed as she did some mental calculation, trying to fig

Day 7 "It was a good long time ago when he was still so young, sixteen or seventeen perhaps... I'm older than him... only by a year or two..." She doubted it very much. From her look, Amanda was at least four or five years older than him. Sixteen or seventeen, she had exploited a boy sexually at the innocent age of sixteen! If it was true, she had committed a crime. It was almost as awful as rape! She had debauched an underage youth. Ava was so disturbed she couldn't keep it to herself, she told Polly about the unbelievably shameless hussy. She told Polly only about her unexpected meeting with Amanda when she was escorting Lady Byrne. Polly didn't know she had been seeing him these past days

Amanda said, shaking her head to clear her thoughts. "You only have to be 17 to be mated," Ben replied. "How old are you?" "I'm still 16, I don't turn 17 until January 1," Amanda replied. "But I don't want to leave school early. Are you going to come to school here at The Academy?" Ben shook his head, his eyes darkening. "No, I live in the south, that's where we'll stay. When you're of age, I'll come back for you."

You want to sit at her table, eat her food, pretend we're part of the little circus she has going on. I grind my molars, shoving him further back. Ignoring him is harder than it should be. Alyssa groans. "Wait, you want to do that tonight?" My lips twitch. "Well, like you said...you're pimping me out, and I deserve to be compensated afterward, right? For my trauma?" Before she can respond, I spot Amanda coming out of the building. She's in her forties, with platinum blonde hair and the body of a yoga instructor.

Every now and then the men would start trouble but otherwise they were good customers and Laila couldn’t get enough of them. We seemed to be settling in and quite content until one night a strange man came in and walked straight up to me. Laila’s mouth watered and she swooned at the very sight of him. “What’s your name?” He asked in a deep voice that made my knees weak. “Amanda.” I squeaked out. “Your full name simpleton.” His insult hitting my ears still making me smile like an idiot. “Amanda Heartly.” I answered. “I Blane Thornton of the Dark Moon pack reject you Amanda Heartly as my mate.” His words spat fire into my veins.