Amari And The Great Game Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Good girl.” “What did you do to her?!” Vivar exclaimed, hesitant to push through. “Relax. She’s just having sweet dreams. With me.” Amaris grinned foolishly, making Vivar more furious and disappointed for not being able to protect Nemiah. “Bye.” Amaris jumped out of the hole above them and disappeared from Vivar’s sight, leaving the soldier cursing sharply under his breath.

Amarachi wondered why he stopped and quickly sat up with him. In his eyes raged a burning hunger. He was hungry for her. Amarachi felt momentarily scared at how he stared at her, feeding his eyes with every inch of her body. Her heart began to race as Jordan stared at her. She wished he would touch her whilst staring. He really lived up to his word of doing wicked things to her body. "Let's play a game Amara"Jordan said as he bit down on his lips. "What game?" Amarachi became confused.

Daniel hands me Amari's ring and I remove the engagement one and place the new one on her finger "I do," I say smiling and she stares up at me with her beautiful eyes "Do you Amari Carmichael take Xavier Stalin to be your husband in sickness and in health? To care and love for even when he leaves his dirty socks on the floor" the whole arena erupts into laughter again. Amari takes the ring from Daniel and she slides it into my finger. She stares back up at me with so much love and admiration that I might as well kiss her right now "I d-" Freezing Amari blinks a couple of times. A look of fear masks her face and then suddenly she faints in my arms causing everybody to gasp in shock

Amar is really crazy about the game that Axelina is playing. "Yours is so good, dear," said Amar without him knowing it. Axelina smiled happily when Amar started calling her dear. Amar's calls to her all this time. Axelina tries various styles of making love to Amar. The two of them really went crazy. The hot game they just did again after three years had never done it. Axelina and Amar seemed never bored making love all night. Amar gets his fifth release. Amar is really satisfied with his hot love with Axelina. Amar hugs Axelina's body, which looks limp with the many releases that she has released. Amar kissed the top of Axelina's head. And grabbed Axelina's body into his arms. They both fe

some yelled, causing Alexander's eyes to widen. "Is this true, Amari?" he questioned. "Yep," Amari replied without hesitation. She continued to eat her pancakes and drained her glass of orange juice like nothing had happened. She motioned for one of the maids to bring her another glass of orange juice, but the maid was too petrified to move. Amari let out a slight sigh of frustration, but the maid's noncompliance didn't deter her. She simply snatched the glass of juice from the wolf nearest to her and drank it.

Then I cleared my throat to alert them of my presence making Shuri loosen herself from the embrace and come to me. Her eyes were laced with tears and I felt bad immediately. "He has won, Amara," She cried hugging me tightly. "Who won? I don't understand you Shuri," I replied her puzzledly. "Massimo," She replied with a shaky voice and I felt like she was a commodity. Well, that's odd.

] It was followed by dozens of screenshots of other similar conversations, and all of them tore off Lloyd’s mask. Lloyd’s expression changed. He started trembling nonstop. In his panic, he tried to grab Naomi’s hand. “That’s fake! It’s all lies! How could I possibly do that to you? You have to trust me!” However, Naomi’s heart was already filled with sadness and rage at the screenshots. She pointed at him and roared, “You used me! This is all just a scheme you used against me?!” “That’s not true. I-I love you! This is… This is all just Wendy Clark’s scheme! It must be—It’s Claude! He’s the one who didn’t love you enough!”

“Whoa…That must have been a lot of—of blood.” My blood. Mark grasped my face with both hands, his eyes looking intently at me. “What’s your name?” I rolled my eyes and waved his hands off. They smelled sour. He placed one hand on my skull, all the weight put on me. “What’s your name?” I moved my head away. “Amari Dawson, idiot.”

I drank, watched the shadows, and reminded myself that leaving the party wasn’t cowardice. A sudden movement caught my eye. Amara. She walked toward the pool like the world belonged to her. Her hair was damp at the edges, a loose strand falling across her face, and her bikini clung in all the right places. She tied her hair into a ponytail. She dove in without hesitation. The splash was sharp, breaking the quiet around me. She swam with slow, deliberate strokes, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She floated at the far side, paused, then swam toward the edge. I saw her sit, legs dangling in the water, hands gripping the tiles. She looked like she belonged in another world, a world I wasn’t

My heels clicked sharply against the marble floor, the sound echoing through the grand hall. I stopped in front of James, lips curved slightly as I raised my glass toward him. “Don Hill, long time no see.” My voice wasn’t loud, but it carried clearly across the entire banquet hall. “Gerald Family from North Atlantis has come to visit.” “P-Pia?” James’s voice trembled uncontrollably. He reached out a hand toward me, as if trying to touch me and make sure I was real. However, Kane stepped forward, smoothly positioning himself between us, blocking James’s hand.