Amari Daybreak Novels & Stories

Or even sad. "I am rejecting her now," Mav answered, his voice harsh, at the same time that weird feeling pinched at my chest once more. The feeling started to spread all over my body like tiny, icy needles sticking outwards through my skin. As though separating me from it. As though the prickly sensation it offered was enough to quell the chaos in my head. I sat still, like I had been nailed down at the same place, waiting for Mav to continue. "I, Amari Maverick Dakarai, reject you, Mazari Sherneil Adams, as my mate and partner. May the bond between us be broken forever.”

Amara stood there with two iced lattes, a paper bag that smelled like fresh donuts, and a grin that screamed trouble. “Morning, sunshine! You look like you fought a war in your sleep.” I rubbed my eyes. “I feel like I did.” She pushed past me into the room. “Perfect. That means you need caffeine and sugar and bestie gossip. Sit.” I obeyed because arguing with Amara before coffee was pointless. She handed me one of the lattes — caramel swirl, extra whip, just how I liked it. “Drink. Then spill. How was the talk with Mr. Broody Alpha last night? Did he finally confess he’s been writing poetry about your eyes? Did he cry? Did you cry? Did you kiss? Give me everything.”

Joshua thinks that he wouldn't be that surprised if he starts to form wrinkles on his forehead and be deaf from listening to Leo's endless bleating like a goat. "I'm sorry, I don't follow. Who is Crystal Mayhem?" Joshua Brenner is quite a liar. He knows who is Crystal Mayhem, and it was only a coincidence that she happen to rent a room in his building for a week because of her work. And as Joshua Brenner see it as an opportunity for his "annoying" friend, he sent him to do the room service and this happened, just another normal day of being a good listener to his "worker's" fuss.

“You’ve been quiet since last night. Tell me what happened.” Amara exhaled slowly, her gaze dropping to the swirl of foam in her coffee. “It’s Damian. He cornered me on the terrace. He was… strange. Charming, in a way. But everything he said felt like it was wrapped in thorns.” Naomi’s brows furrowed. “What did he say?” “That Adrian will break me. That he’s done it before, to others. And that's when he’s finished, I’ll be nothing but ruins.” Amara’s voice was soft but steady, the words tasting like ash as she repeated them.

He greeted someone behind me, and I spun on the stool to see a middle-aged woman with soft brown hair dressed in trousers and a white blouse stood in the doorway observing the room. Her eyes spun to two of us, a smile gracing her lips as she spotted Anders first before a small frown marred her features as her gaze landed on me. So, this was the head housekeeper. She was quite different in looks to Mrs H. Her skin dark, her physique healthy her gaze intrigued. “Good evening Anders. And who is this?” She asked, and I figured it must be odd to see a stranger at the breakfast bar. “This is Amara, the Alphas mate.” He stated, dropping that bomb so casually it startled me as well as the housekeepe

"Nothing! I just meant Nova's plan is solid, and she'll do a great job this afternoon!" Irene sauntered over in her heels, bending to pretend she was checking my computer, but her lips hovered near my ear. "That thermal bag looks fancy. What brand is it? Did he bring it personally?" My cheeks flushed. I nudged her lightly. "Get back to work!" She straightened, winked at me, and walked away with a sway, leaving behind the mischievous promise that a confession tonight could bring leniency tomorrow. At 2:30 pm, it was time for the department meeting.

This IS a recitation. Maura composed herself and started speaking, "You guys must have noticed that I can't de-soul, but I have a skill that proved helpful where I can communicate to you guys on a different level. I discovered this just recently because of what happened last year where we were attacked by corrupted darklings in which one got away and apparently attacked Cass. During that battle, my friends protected me because I wasn't able to de-soul, so since that day I sought for a way to be helpful and that's when I discovered that I can connect to you guys through telepathy and I can see everyone's movement clearly. That's all for me."

Faris I woke up to sun shining on my face. The morning brightness waking me up. I got up and sat on the bed, eyes still closed because of over drinking last night. I felt hung over and my head was aching. I roamed my hand on the night stand to get my mobile, it has always been my habit to check my mail early morning from work and start then start out my day with working out. I couldn't find find my mobile or my nightstand.

Darius said, stepping forward, “I didn’t know. I was told they died in an accident. I never—Lyra, I never would’ve let that happen.” She stared at him, searching his face for a flicker of deceit. Then she whispered, “Someone did.” Back at the Forge of Souls, a hidden chamber beneath the ashes shuddered. From the floor, a shadow peeled away—tall, male, eyes burning silver. He picked up a strand of Lyra’s discarded cloak, crushed it in his fist, and whispered: “The Moonbreaker has awakened. The hunt begins.”

Suddenly, he dropped a bomb that shook my entire senses, "What if I told you that I'm falling?" OH, HOW DAYS passed by so quickly. Looking back, our first meeting felt like yesterday. I can't believe tonight will be the marking ceremony! "I'm so excited to get out tonight and fuck his wolf!" "Damn you, Amaris!" I felt my cheeks flush because of her words. Amaris is such a horny slut. Her chuckle and giggles filled my brain, making my eyebrows meet. "But admit it. You're excited for the mating ceremony!" There was playfulness in her voice that made me roll my eyes and shake my head.