Amanda Jensen Novels & Stories

“And this must be her.” Ryan smiled. “Celeste, this is Amanda. She’s the pack’s personal shopper and stylist. She’s responsible for making sure our leadership doesn’t embarrass the entire pack with poor clothing choices.” He shot her a dry look. Amanda laughed lightly. “That’s a generous description of my job.” I smiled despite myself. Ryan gestured between us. “Amanda will be taking you shopping today. Not because you have to impress anyone,” he added quickly, his tone firm, “but because you deserve clothes that fit who you are now. Clothes that are yours.”

Aaron said for the chief to look at the piled up of different wrapped gift Joshua and Daniel are pilling into his little throne room. While Aaron and the chief kept discussing, Junior followed the curious kids away while Amanda and the nurse sat with the women who were touching her hair and skin. She felt uncomfortable but she don’t want to make them feel like she’s not friendly. “Sorry, they are curious how your skin gloom so soft” a young lady said for Amanda to look surprised. “ you speak English… thank goodness” she said happily. “The chief is my grandfather” she said for Amanda to nod. “ wow.. that’s nice. It’s just that the more they touch me the more I feel like my skin is going to cr

Her hands stayed by her side, clenched tightly in a fist, absolutely unable to say anything. "Hey!, don't you think that you're too lofty for a trashed up limp?!. Do you know that Jason is one of the sponsors for this movie - without his financial aid, this movie would definitely flop"- I listened to her trash talk repeatedly in her incredibly annoying high pitched voice. I had my hands over my forehead, feeling a sudden wave of headache coming on from absolutely nowhere. "You're done?." - I asked,my voice low and almost exhausted. "Are you done saying nonsense?" - she paused, her eyes staring at me widely in disbelief.

She asked her confusedly as her frown deepened. The woman gazed at her confusedly. You don't know? She asked wonder written on her face. Not wanting to waste more time, I stood up and walked closer to them. "Thank you madam for your help" we would take our Leave now" I said and she frowned. "She has amnesia and thus, can not remember anything except her name" I said wanting to clear her curiosity. Oh! She exclaimed and stared at Melissa pitifully. "My poor child" she exclaimed pulling her to a hug as tears trickled down her cheek.

He gave her one of his million- or should she say, billion-dollar smiles. "I insist." She glanced at Peter, who was wide-eyed and tilted his head toward the seat. "Thanks," she said, sliding back into her chair. Amanda cleared her throat and turned to Peter. She wears designer glasses, and her lips always pursed. "That's her, Mr. Patterson?" Peter nodded. "Correct. That is Irena Derrick. She is one of the best reporters I have had in years." Amanda's smug gaze swept over Irena, and for a moment, Irena felt exposed.

It was clear that Eric wanted to compete with him. "She's an assistant who works at Astra." Gio took a look at Liam before he continued, "Her last name is Jenson." Liam suddenly opened his eyes. An assistant who worked at Astra with the last name Jenson, and she was exactly 20 years old—wasn't that Amelia? "Are you sure?" Liam asked. Gio nodded cautiously. "I've confirmed it, and now it's in the news. It's trending." Liam immediately grabbed his phone and checked the news.

Alisha pov : The day finally came. I packed my luggage to go to London, tomorrow is the joining date of my class. I said goodbye to my mom and brother. My dad is coming with me cause he has to see with his own eyes that iam safe here or not..! My dad insisted to take a dorm room in our college, but i told my dad that i want to share an apartment with my best friend Amanda. Amanda is doing her part time job in Hamilton enterprises as an accountant. She is 1 year older to me. She completed her studies and planning to start an online professional freelancer. In the meanwhile she is working as a part time accountant.

She explains. I honestly didn’t give the camera a second thought after I realized that I forgot it at the barn. I was worried about getting Gabe to the packhouse and then I was busy trying to take care of him while he recuperated. “I also hear that you helped my little girl too.” She beamed at me. Then she grabbed my hand to examine my palm. How did she know? “It’s alright Hannah, you can trust Christine”, Gabe tells me seeing that I am anxious about this conversation. Christine goes on to explain that she works as a researcher for a nonprofit that was established by a coalition of packs in the area.

Ashanti It's been a year since everything, and I've been traveling around. Trying to know more about myself, and I'm pleased to say that I like different colors other than Black. Yellow for example. It's just so beautiful, and I like how it glows in the summer sun. Mane, I am like a teenager in a candy store when I learn something new about myself. I like to read. I like novels and books, and I even took an online class to have a diploma. I didn't know that could happen, but I found this school that was offering, and I went for it.

Alex and Jessica both were warriors and were dedicated to the Pack. Lacie went with black leather pants, a lace black top with a cami underneath and black heels. Lily was sporting a green leather mid-thigh dress with short sleeves and black ankle boots. Monica was all black – black mini skirt with black corset style top and black heels. I chose my signature black skinny jeans, black tank with my black leather jacket and black leather heeled boots.