Amari And The Great Game Novels & Stories

It doesn't matter how long, he will wait for her. "Amara! Darson! Come on, the game is about to begin." Arman announced. "Right, okay!" Amara forcefully exclaimed. The three of them watched the Super Bowl like a family. A mother and a father with their only son. Arman even sat between them. For a while, Amara forgot about Henry Cambert and the murderous impulse that she's been trying to control. This dark urge that Amara has inside of her started when her best friend was killed. Since then, she constantly craved to spill the blood of monstrous men. No matter how hard she tried to stop herself, she always failed. It's like a sickness without cure eating her from the inside.

Archer smiled kissing her forehead . " Have you bought the game ? are we playing !!??" Arabelle asked . Dean nodded laughing and drinking his beer . " Do you wanna try any Arabelle ?" Caro asked . before Arabelle could speak Archer stopped His belle from taking the can . " No drinking for you " he said and she huffed drinking her fruit soda . " meanie " she said .

“It’s big British dick to you, wanker.” I roll my eyes and move on. “…And to his right is my brother Rowan.” Rowan’s face sharpens as he roams his eyes across Amara in recognition. He leans close and rests his folded arms across the table, “You’re the Arcata, High beauty queen?” Amara swallows and nods her head. Haley giggles and waves. “Oh yeah, Amara has run and won Miss Arcata High three years in a row. She’s seriously talented.”

“You think this is all a joke? You attacked Chiara and you--” “Because I wanted her to fight.” Amari gets up and tries to clear motion the women to go away. Surprisingly, even though they’re visibly dumbfounded, they all go back to their rooms wordlessly. “I wanted to see what she will do.” She turns to me. “You still need a lot of training, girl. You would need to stay for that.” “So all of that was just a ploy to get me to stay?” I ask in numb shock.

“NO... NO please don't kill them… I… I choose both!!! I CHOOSE BOTH! Amore screamed. “Your time is up Amore. What a shame…You know, I expected better of you, how disappointing… well game over… you lose.” Carter looked with disappointment at Amore then pulled the trigger shooting Clara in the head. Clara's eyes shot open, then blood started pouring out of the hole the bullet made, her lifeless body fell over to the side. “NOOO,” Amore screamed while tears run down her face. “How… how… are you mental?” Amore screamed at Carter.

But as she witnessed the power and influence that could be wielded by those who played the game well, she knew that she could not afford to stay on the sidelines. With each passing day, Amari found herself drawn deeper into the web of intrigue that surrounded her. She made alliances with powerful figures in the political world, using her charm and intelligence to win their trust and loyalty. She traded favors, made backroom deals, and manipulated events to further her agenda—all while carefully concealing her true intentions from those around her.

‘Aleksis Agustus, Chief Executive of Octagon Solutions’ How shameless of her husband to say he was fired from a company he owns? A flicker of excitement rushed into her eyes. All these years, Sierra has tried to dismiss the world she grew up in. The rush and hunger for danger were pulsing through her heartbeat. The same way it would always do whenever she was given a task. There was no need to ask who would play this game better. She knew damn well who would be a better player. All she had to do now was plan her way to make Alek feel like winning, and just when he got a hold of the trophy, she’d sneak in and snatch victory away from him. Maybe kill him. Well, that would be optional.

Not to mention the fact that if I understood my brother's note correctly, he may know something about, or even be an accomplice to, Axel's abuse. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Amaris," the Alpha says, grinning at me. Then, his eyes go to his son. At Kenton's nod, he turns to the people of his pack. I Look from the two men before me, then turn my attention to the men and women who are standing before the three of us, trepidation creeping in as I watch them lower their heads at the three of us as if I'm someone important to them along with the two men standing next to me. "Everyone, I would like to introduce to you Kenton's mate and the future Luna of our pack, Amaris Redding."

Right across the street, a massive digital billboard was broadcasting a live feed of Tom’s birthday. He stood there like a prince surrounded by stars, accepting luxurious gifts from everyone. Aria, blushing beautifully, presented him with a South Chesterford diamond worth hundreds of millions. Absolute despair consumed me. My lips twitched into a final, hollow smile, and I slowly closed my eyes. Suddenly, a gunshot shattered the air. Warm blood instantly splattered across my face, and a heavy coat was gently draped over my shoulders. My eyes snapped open, locking onto a stunningly beautiful face. "It’s you... You really came for me..."

She was surprisingly pretty easy to talk to, and so every other talk flowed easily with her. “You cannot be serious.” The words leave my mouth in what had to have been bafflement. And now, she was building what happened to be a very colorful, and unnerving looking cocktail with whatever drink she found. She shoots me a smirk. “Don’t be a debby downer, Amara. Weren’t you ever rebellious?” “Rebellious and Vitale don’t exactly go together,” I leaned further on the counter. “Are you sure this is safe?” She stirred it once more before grabbing two cups with a grin. I should have known there was no getting out of it. After pouring out two glasses, we sat by the island.