Novel & Cerita Amanda Swearingen

“She’s always pulling something like this. Probably just wants me to go looking for her again, and frankly, it’s getting tiresome!” “Soren, I… I’m not sure what they’re talking about,” Muriel said softly. Soren raised his voice and called out into the surrounding dark, as though Gwen might simply be crouching behind a tree waiting to be summoned. “Gwen, wherever you are, come out already so your friends can stop ruining our night!” Because of that, the woman named Amanda stepped forward toward Soren’s mate and slapped her hard across the face. “Bitch, you’re the one who told the master earlier that Gwen asked permission to go to the infirmary because you realized she wasn’t in the count befo

But seriously, I needed to chill. I swipe the key card, opening the door to our suite. A cold chill immediately hits my chest, which sends warning shivers down my spine. My wolf cracks its back under my skin. The vamps must be here. One sniff and I know its my least favorite one. I turn, heading straight for Andrea and my bedroom, when he steps out of his room. "You reek of her." Christophe says, leaning against his doorframe. The casual stance doesn't stop me from sizing him, sniffing the air.

She turned her back to the catwalk as she stared at the furthest exit, wishing she could somehow get there. A voice comes from the microphone. Irena recognized it as a feminine voice with a business accent. Amanda . "I want to thank all of you for coming here today. I hope we can summarize this as Mr Kennedy is still recovering from the injury he suffered last week. I want to keep the questions to a minimum so we can get out of here in time. With that said, I will pass the time to Mr. Sage Kennedy , CEO of Kennedy Outdoors." Irena closed her eyes when she heard noises in the background, then a clear clearing into the microphone. She braced herself to hear the soft voice that had become a con

Tiara said as she held back her anger, killing him will only make things worse for her in the spirit world and she didn’t want that. “So you are this hybrid witch mother, I have heard a lot about you but from what. I’m see now, all the fuss was for nothing” Amanda said with a smirk on her face, Amanda turned to face Thorne who had no trace of amusement on his face, which made her worried, she has never seen her master react this way before, she was about to speak up and calm his worries when he turned to face her yelling his next command. "Amanda start the spell now, we don’t have much time" Throne yelled as he turned to face the female mage who had a smile on her face.

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.

To them, I am just the guardian of a child that likes to hang out with the witches. "I have not seen you around much lately. I am sorry. What did you want to talk about?" I ask as sweetly as I can. "I just wanted to know if you are aware of how much trouble Chelsea is in. Simonetta is threatening to come here and grab her." Amanda says from the back while Aurora hastily tries shushing her.

*** Next day, at Amanda's office *** Amanda can be seen sitting on her swivel chair, going through some documents. She still hasn't gotten over seeing her former stepfather David on TV being announced as the next interim Alpha. She clearly seeks vengeance but doesn't seem to have a way to carry it out yet. Amanda's POV~

Amanda approached her with a serious expression. “Sarah, can we talk for a moment?” Amanda’s voice was low yet urgent, motioning towards a quieter corner of the room. Sarah looked up, a hint of curiosity mixed with caution in her eyes. “Sure, what’s on your mind?” Once they were away from prying ears, Amanda leaned in, her tone serious. “It’s about Damien. I need your help with something important.” Sarah raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Go on.” Amanda hesitated briefly before laying out her plan. “I’ve noticed some vulnerabilities that could create problems for Damien and Seraphina. I want to set him up, to create a situation that casts doubt on his loyalty.”

Amanda responded. "So you have the qualifications and experience to work here?" Rowan pressed further. "Yes, I have the qualifications," Amanda said with confidence. Miss Kira has boosted her confidence in her certificate. "But this is my first time working as a supervisor. I have always worked as a cleaner" "You have worked in several hotels?" Rowan asked again. He knows what he is driving at." Amanda seems to have forgotten herself. She began to mention places she has worked as a cleaner, both clubs and hotels. However, she didn't mention the hotel since almost five years ago. She has deleted that part of her life. It is not an event she always wants to remember.

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.