Amanda Kloots Book Novels & Stories

The library was filled with the secrets of her pack, waiting to be unlocked. Once they had a collection of books, Amanda turned to James and Ethan. "Could you please take these to the pack house? I'll meet you there." The guards exchanged puzzled glances, but they obeyed without question, carrying the precious cargo with utmost care. Alone with Amelia, Amanda continued her exploration of the library. Amelia shared stories and anecdotes about the ancient texts, adding context and depth to the knowledge Amanda sought. As they delved deeper into the pack's history, Amanda felt a connection with her ancestors. Their struggles, triumphs, and sacrifices resonated with her, reinforcing her determin

"Oh, this girl didn't inform you? Well, this nerdy is indeed well-known now. Try to read the bulletin boards and you'll see her face and name there." Amanda blinked at the beautiful student her sister introduced as Cloe before turning to Misty and Agatha who Cloe had just freed. The three of them were head-turners, she realized, due to seeing many boys peeking their way. 'They are all pretty. Sis is the real quiet type, slightly airheaded. Misty looks so smart and brave. And this Cloe may look like a local gossipmonger but her looks are above average as well. Her personality is a carbon copy of mine. Sis said she's good at piano. I want to be closer to her. I also want to learn how to play t

I raised a brow while Amanda ran over to the counter and rummaged through her bag before coming back to me and handing me a tablet, “What’s this?” I asked; Amanda smiled and unlocked the tablet bringing me to a screen with an image with the title of my book and my name! “I hope you don’t mind, but,” Amanda motioned to the tablet and said, rather loudly, “I designed a cover for your book!” I looked at the image; it was a woman with a dragon wrapping itself around her. It looked incredible and, honestly, exactly how I envisioned it! I couldn’t help myself from bursting into tears. “What’s wrong?” Amanda asked, clearly worried, “Did I mess it up? Is it not what you were looking for?” I shook my

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The servant once caught Amanda asleep on the sofa around two in the morning, and a glass with leftover chocolate milk was lying next to an open tome. "I've read almost five books in two weeks, and they're all screaming over there." He grunted at the rows of other books on the neatly arranged wooden shelves. "Did Oriaga stuff a lot of books in here just for her to leave, huh?" The woman pulled out a chair and placed it in front of the shelf, and she climbed onto the chair because she wanted to pick up the books on the top row. As Amanda tried to choose a book, she found one that was bigger than the others, making the woman's hand pull it away as it was tucked in between the other books.

I leave after playing with them for a short while. Clarissa is a young woman, maybe two years younger than me. “Clary is fine,” she said during the introductions, her short dark hair cut into a sleek bob. Amanda handles the meeting as this is her client. I’m practically an intern in my own company, I’m not sure if anyone else is finding our arrangement weird, but I felt it was better to start at the button and build up, it's been working out well so far.

Queen Amanda is a corrupt woman but she wouldn’t do something that would implicate her like this, she would rather wait and plan carefully “she doesn’t work for Queen Amanda” Sarah whispered to Claire who look closely at the maid kneeling in front of her, realizing there is more to the issue she raise her head up to see if she could recognize her “I’ve never seen your face before in the palace apart from today, which department do you work for? Who is your master?” Claire asked holding her face in her hands and crushing it together with her nails

She was standing there like a watch guard with her perfectly manicured hands crossed across her chest and her designer jacket hung on her shoulders. “Amanda,” she said smoothly. “What a coincidence. I was just about to look for you.” I froze, clutching my bag tighter. “Cloris,” I said, my voice steady despite the fear curling in my gut. “I’m busy.” “Oh, I’m sure you are,” she said, stepping closer. “Busy plotting your little coup, no doubt.” My heart stopped. “What are you even talking about?” I said, trying to okay it off. Thankfully my voice sounded steadier than I felt.

"Who?" Amanda ignored her and continued to speak, "Oh, I know many things," she countered before walking over to the chairs lining the nearest wall. Harlow kept her watering eyes locked on her as she rummaged through the stacks of papers, humming to herself. When she pulled out a folder, Harlow gulped loudly with a sniffle. Amanda exhaled loudly and flipped a folder open, revealing papers containing words and pictures. Wow, this pack was very secure, and it seemed nothing could get past them.

CHAPTER 98 Amanda stepped into the well ventilated room, her nose catching a whiff of floral spray. She gave a small smile as she set the laundry basket on the bed. Her fingers brushed over neatly folded clothes, a few small personal items… and a book. A journal perhaps. Amanda reached to touch it but then she stopped herself. She shouldn't. She had no business going through Katherine’s things. She knew it. But curiosity had a way of winning. Brushing aside her thoughts she reached out and touched the brown leather. Should she set it aside? It wasn't bad though she was snooping right? She just wanted to make sure all was okay. Since Katherine never really spoke, perhaps she could get some in