Amanda Knox Novels & Stories

Amanda nodded in approval. "I know it's too early for me to say this since we're not married yet, but I want to let you know that I won't tie you in the house, and I'm not expecting you to be a submissive wife. I want you to continue being a smart and independent woman. I don't want you to be known as Mrs. Emmett Albreicht, but I want you to be known as Amanda Montserrat, the genius and successful CEO of Etoile Cosmetics Company." Emmett sincerely stated.

Third person's POV "What am I going to wear tonight? Look at this torn dress, and I had to play so much for it because they wouldn't let us go. We don't have enough money for another dress, and I cannot be seen twice in the same dress. Mom knows that I am a fashion icon. This is not fair. This was supposed to be the night I could show Chase who I am and how beautiful I am. Now I can't even afford a new dress. I cannot let Belinda have Chase. He should be mine, but now I'm stuck with Jake. And he seems to be in love with Belinda. What does Belinda have that I don't have? And I can't believe that she is smaller than me. This dress fitted her perfectly, but they changed it to a smaller number.

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.

Another day of the same routine since I'm 12 years old. But wait, I didn't even introduce myself, I'm sorry. Well, my name is Pandora Vaughn, I'm 17 years old, I'm 5 feet 3 inches tall, and I'm in my senior year of high school. My parents are Charlie Vaughn and Melissa Vaughn, my younger sisters are called Shopie Vaughn and Charlotte Vaughn. Now that I've introduced myself, I need to run and take these groceries to my mom. - At Vaughn’s house -

The thought is horrifying to be honest, but I look forward to every bit of it, I have Knox. Speaking of Knox, Amara has been weird around him and Ryan, she keeps glaring at them or ignoring them when they talk. A good example should be three minutes ago, Knox and Ryan tried to converse with her and she acted like they weren't in the room until they left. “I am reconsidering this whole girl date,” she tells me.

No difficult conversations. No mention of her father. Just noodles, quiet music playing somewhere in the background, and Mona occasionally making pleased noises over the food. Kane watched her take another bite. "Good?" She nodded. "Very." "Adam will be pleased." "He should be. This is amazing." Kane smiled. Mona nudged his knee beneath the counter. "You know, you have a very nice life." "I know." "Fancy apartment." "Penthouse." "Whatever." She waved her chopsticks.

Knox leaned down, his broad shoulders completely blocking out the view of the River Thames, his sharp green eyes burning with a raw ferocity that made Julian’s poise instantly shatter into pure terror. "You have lived a very sheltered life in this tower, Julian," Knox said, his deep voice dropping into a low, gravelly snarl that resonated through the very walls of the room. "You think because you inherited your grandfather's ships, you understand how to hunt. Let me make one thing entirely clear to your consortium: Sloane is not an executive asset you can negotiate for. She is my wife, she is the supreme trustee of my dynasty, and she is the absolute owner of my grid."

Ngozi corrected. The morning passed in a blur of preparation. Victoria drafted remarks with Ngozi's help.Amanda arrived at nine, pulling Victoria into a fierce hug. "I can't believe it's finally happening." "Amanda, thank you for never giving up, for digging when leads went cold, for believing justice was possible." "That's what family does," Amanda said simply. "We fight for each other." At ten AM sharp, Victoria stood at a podium in campaign headquarters, facing a room packed with reporters and cameras. She'd dressed in a burgundy suit with her father's watch on her wrist.

Despite her firm appearance, she didn't utter a word when facing Harrison, who exuded an emperor-like aura. "Heh, talking about hard work, it turns out she used her body to seduce Harrison to secure the interview," a sharp female voice suddenly sounded beside me. I turned to look at the woman standing by the restroom door. Her gaze was fixated on Kayla, as if she were about to pounce on her and devour her at any moment. The jealousy in the woman's expression caught my attention, and I spoke up, "Who seduced Harrison?" "Oh, I forgot, not everyone knows the famous Kayla Reeves," the woman sneered before motioning toward Kayla. She continued, "I'm Amanda, and I work at the same magazine as that

“In front of your company, your people! And Damon just stood there, defending her like she was royalty. Like she was more than what she is, a filthy Omega who was supposed to die alone in some ditch! And yet he gave her his shares. He gave her everything that he fought to build. He has been sharing things with her. The two of them spent the entire day together in their office. I'm forced to just sit back and watch them. She stares back at me. She speaks to me. She refers to me as Lysandra rather than Luna. And I'm supposed to stand back and listen? Who does she think she is?” I sat quietly in my chair, sipping from my glass of scotch. My fingers tapped against the armrest as I watched her un