Amanda X Wooly Novels & Stories

I had not realized I was staring mouth gaped open; I snapped my mouth shut right before he walked passed and glanced my way sending chills down my spine. It was about then that Jason and Amanda walked up to us, I was still watching Galen as he opened the door and entered in. Amanda is a good friend but usually quite nosey about other people's business and love to gossip. If you want a secret getting out just tell her and it will be all over town. She has wavy medium-length light brown hair and light brown eyes. Jason is average looking with dirty blond hair and green eyes he is about five-ten and usually outgoing and fun to hang around.

That’s what happens when people mess with Orion Helios Lincoln. The desire to kill was hidden within him, but the beast would kill without mercy once awakened. … INSIDE Three animals were having a party in a room. A man sucking Amanda’s tips like a hungry dog, and another man licking her wetness as she moaned louder. Amanda appears to be going insane, and she has lost her sense of what is right and wrong. The only thing that comes to mind is her pleasure when she hears the word s-x. Despite being threatened, she continues to pursue her own happiness.

I stared back at the man who's still fast asleep and after I found a polo shirt that fits my entire body, I cursed myself a couple of times, quickly puts it on, and then sped off regardless of how my vulva is still aching. "Damn it all!" I cussed loudly while running like a mad child. I am Amanda Urduja. My life is filled with illegal work and lavishes, but I've never messed up a task this badly. This is the first time I've messed up; I swear.

he was delighted to see that his master and young madam is now going to be staying in one room. Amelia sat down in front of the dresser with Maisy at the back, brushing her long, wavy hair that reaches to her waist. "Madam Lia, your hair is really beautiful," Maisy said. "That's because you took care of it, Maisy," Amelia said. "Oh, Madam Lia, I don't deserve such high praise from you," Maisy said, acting dramatically. Someone knocked on the door. Helga opened it and Alfred came in, with a lot of people behind him carrying Damian's clothes and other things.

Amanda nodded her head in anticipation, watching him walk over to her, she gulped at the look on his face, this wasn't the sweet Alex who everyone saw outside, it's the wolf hidden under the mask. He came down on her, ripping the bra apart. Amanda gasped. "That was my favourite." "We'll get you another," he whispered in her ear, pulling the lobe gently, before moving to the sweet spot at the nape of her neck. Amanda gave a small moan, pulling him closer, but Alex had other plans.

Amanda let out a deep sigh after she said that and went back to their room to get dressed. Since she didn’t know where she and Byron were going, she just wore a Plain T-shirt and jeans because she also didn’t know what she was going to wear. She put a little light lipstick just on her lips, she tied her hair and carried the small sling bag. She was simply wearing it, when she came down she saw Byron sitting on the couch with his legs crossed and reading a magazine. She was suddenly nervous when Byron turned to her with a frown looking at her from head to toe.

I heard myself saying the words effortlessly, and everything else faded away. Amanda told me about herself. She was a medical doctor, and she was smart and intelligent, too. Luna material, but she could never be my Luna because Tamia and I were already united. "I have to reject you, Amanda," I said, her eyes welling up with tears. "Alpha Leo, please," she pleaded and buried her head in my chest. Soon we began to kiss, and I hoisted her up, ready to take her, but I fought my wolf and my desires and let her down.

Ever since the guy broke in—and before that, even, to when my room was trashed the first time—the apartment hasn’t felt the same. My skin prickles the whole time I’m outside. So much so that I have to resist the urge to hike my bag up higher, and to lift my shoulders to my ears. Willow doesn’t have such a problem. She looks ready to hit the ski slopes with a white-and-pink argyle hat, white puffer jacket, and white leggings. Her pink boots are laced up her calves. “Really?” She grins. “You never know, okay?” Fair enough… but there better not be guys at Amanda’s. Or anyone other than the few people Willow promised would be in attendance.

This is my new beginning. 10 months later Amanda’s curly red hair falls into her face as she makes faces at baby Owen. We’re in her apartment above the crystal shop she runs downstairs. “Oh, you’re going to be a powerful one, aren’t you,” she coos. “Hey, no prophecies,” I argue. When I first learned Amanda was a witch, I was hesitant to befriend her. But she quickly welcomed me to the city and was such an enticing presence that I found her friendship irresistible.

"I'm scared, why are you talking this way? Are you in some kind of trouble, I can help." No one could help. They just couldn't. "I'm fine, Molly, just do as I said, please." I could see Amanda approach us, she had on a black, turtleneck cashmere sweater on sleek, blue jeans and her honey blonde hair was in a high ponytail. She was every bit the Queen bee the school made her and her pretty face split into a wide smile as she approached us. I couldn't help thinking that I was involved with both their love interests, if only they knew.