Amanda X Wooly Novels & Stories

She got hair with shiny and silky looks, she got it the best from the best salon. "I just want to be close to you.. is that wrong?" Amanda asked, she is very close to Logan, she wants to put her chest on Logan's chest, so that the man knows… this chest is ready for him to squeeze and enjoy. She will give him everything...even the craziest idea. "I do not want to... luckily I am still normal and sane." Logan answered looking straight into Amanda's eyes. "Even with everything I have, you still won't, you don't want to touch this...you can lick it if you want?" Amanda is now stroking her two breasts, giving a sexy impression to the man.

So she practiced it for Radit as well as Ayra. The scent of the long ritual just now was clearly in Radit's smell. His normal instincts as a man were a little disturbed. Especially when he saw Amanda drying her hair in front of the mirror. "Where are you going?" Amanda shrugged her shoulders for a moment and then answered, "I want to buy some decent clothes. I've seen some clothing stores around Jodoh Junction. Maybe there's something suitable there." "How about I drop you off?" Radit offered quickly. "Incidentally, Sus Rini said Ayra's milk supply is running out."

Amanda laughed so hard and said, " borrow from my fiance? Have you forgotten so soon that he is a wretched man?" Mandy replied, " I know he may not have but he may have someone to borrow from. Please help me." Amanda smiled and said, " He is wretched and doesn't have someone to borrow from. I do not have too. Even if I do, I have my own project too. I really have to go and get ready because I am going to somewhere very important to me, mum."

The girls mostly rolled their eyes at the guys behaviour, I found it adorable how concerned they were for our safety. We browsed through Forever 21 picking items for ourselves and each other while they all told me a little about their lives. Amanda is 17, she has natural Platinum blonde hair and enticing grey eyes, her personality is far from what you would expect though; she is bubbly, loud and straight forward. At first she comes off as rude, but I could tell that she meant well.

She walked out of her office only to meet the rider outside. "Yes," she scrunched her face, not remembering if she ordered anything. He nodded and took out a nice pink and white branded bag that said Baddie's Hair. She thanked him, looking through the bag. She didn't see a note or anything. "Look who does not have a man. Hairs from this brand are mad quality and expensive," Amanda said, trying to look at it. Christiana smiled, seeing the blonde wig. She remembered telling James she was going to buy one soon, but she didn't think he listened since he was kind of sleepy that night.

She turned the chair and rolled herself over to the corner of the room where a coat rack held a man’s fuzzy sweater. “Emma.” Amanda stood and pulled the sweater from the coat rack, then sat back down in her makeshift wheelchair. “I’m Amanda.” She said as she scooted her way toward the other woman, holding the sweater out to her. “It’s kind of chilly in here. I’m sure this will help, even if it does stink of whoever owned it.” Emma took the sweater and pulled it around her naked body and buttoned it up. “Thank you.” Amanda smiled as she looked around the room. “You’re welcome.” She was silent for some time as she studied the room. There was a long white counter that went around the room on th

Sandra walked through the stalls with a woven basket on her hip, picking up yams and smoked fish for Arden. She passed a cloth vendor and stopped. A patterned skirt caught her eye. Royal blue with silver embroidery, intricate and elegant. Her breath hitched. She reached out, touched the cloth. Another flash. A room with white tile floors… a large mirror… the brush of satin against her skin… and a man’s voice, low and adoring: "Wear this. You look so beautiful in it." Her hand stumbled back. The vendor noticed. “Do you like it?” “I…” She shook her head. “It feels familiar.”

“Amanda is meant to shift tomorrow. Can you please destroy all the wolf’s bane in the surrounding?” Ron gave a confused look. “Shift?” he asked. “But she is just six.” Tory swallowed. She doesn’t want to tell Ron who Amanda is but he would need explanation before he can destroy the wolf’s bane. “It’s because she is a royal”, she said. “Royals have their wolves when they are six.” He chuckled. “That’s not true”, he said. “I know all about werewolves and I’ve never heard of a wolf that shifts at the age of six. Now tell me. What are you trying to do?” he said and moved closer to her.

“No way, maybe for a few weeks but after that I’ll ask Xander to help me come up with something meaningful to do and for ways to invest.” “Now I’m jealous.” “How about lunch the day after tomorrow. It will have to be a late lunch early supper after work if you’re up for it?” “That sounds perfect. I can’t wait.” “I almost wish Amanda was here so she could come with us.” “Who’s Amanda?” “Oh you met her…Xander’s personal assistant….she was basically there doing everything for the wedding. Blonde hair, blue eyes….” “Oh yes, now I remember. I didn’t know you two were that close.”

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.