Amaya X Janai Novels & Stories

the man added. Amara's mouth just gaped, shocked at what she saw. She didn't think she would know much about Janella. "These are her friends who are also in the house," she pointed out. She sees Liah and Sandy who are also with Janella. “This is mean that she is a stripper? She’s a fucking whore? How could my man marry this kind of woman? ” she said in disbelief.

Vedika said as she walked out of the room. "She is always so lovely, no one would believe she is forty." Pooja said to Amaya "Right, that's how I want to be like when I'm older." Amaya said "Well, you will be even more pretty, I mean, you are dark skin, it has benefits." They both laughed and finished hanging the clothes. Then they walked out and sat on the bed. Amaya showed Pooja some photos, of newyork and Nigeria, and they were interrupted by Rohit as he walked in

Yifa continued to gaze at Amaya , her eyebrows furrowed, feeling a mix of confusion and frustration at the woman's behavior. Amaya 's tone turned cutting as she remarked, "You must be out of your mind to even consider starting a relationship with someone like Killian . The look on your face when I mentioned our connection was priceless!" Her laughter bubbled up once again as she reminisced about Yifa 's expression. Trying to hold back her tears, Yifa bit her lip, refusing to break down in front of Amaya . Despite the harshness of her words, she couldn't deny the truth in them. Yes, she had been deluding herself. Overwhelmingly so.

“Oh great, it’s Amaya “. Jana muttered un happily. She wasn’t that excited to see her. They were completely polar opposites so they don’t quite get along. “Hey Amaya “. Jayden stood up immediately and went to go meet her. While Jayden is in fact a photo copy of Amaya as they both act the same way. “What are you two doing here ? Can we go home now? My daddy is waiting “. She said glancing at the two twins. Jana rolled her eyes standing up from the seat. “We were talking before you came in “.

“If you want to see him so bad, why don’t you go find him yourself? Stop asking me stupid questions.” Zara’s eyes widened in shock. Tiana blinked, caught off guard by the sudden hostility. Before anyone could say more, a familiar voice cut in. “Amaya.” Jaxon. He had just arrived, his bag slung over one shoulder. His brows furrowed as he looked between her and Tiana. Amaya’s chest tightened. Heat rushed to her face. She turned abruptly and stormed off, her footsteps fast and heavy. “Amaya, wait—” Jaxon called after her, but she didn’t stop. She didn’t even look back.

Mia had joined Cobult Entertainment and Amaya had joined Liam’s company Blue Entertainment. Both had worked hard and been promoted to director’s positions in the respective companies. Amaya had met James through a work function. They had been introduced by her then supervisor, who then left after the introduction. They were talking non stop and had talked about the artists in the company and their futures. James had asked her for her number and they started chatting to each other. He asked her out on a date, she agreed. On their first date out he took her to a posh restaurant, he was very gentlemanly, very demure. She was blown away by the way he treated her. He was different from the guys s

“Stay away from me.” Before he could respond, someone cleared their throat beside them. Maya turned—and there she was. Amaya. Hair perfectly braided. Eyes lined sharp. She was everything Maya wasn’t—loud without speaking, fierce without trying. “I see we’re making new friends,” Amaya said, her gaze locked on Maya but her words aimed at Zane. Zane sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Don’t do this, Amaya.” “Oh, I’m not doing anything,” she replied sweetly. “Just saying hello to the new girl. Maya, right?”

Amara stared for a little while, then returned to stare at the screen. "Amara!" Her Mom called her upstairs and she got up to go. We all watched her leave. Izanagi's eyes were sparkling, I thought he might feel uncomfortable at first but then I also had to recall this was his first time meeting Amamiya-san. "Who was that?" he asked. "Amara's Mom." "She's like the dark version of Ms. Bellum." "Who?" Claire whipped her neck to study Izanagi, eyes widened. Almost as if offended at first, but then she thought about it some more and covered her mouth. "No... Yo, wait, she does dress like Ms. Bellum sometimes!"

"Chase me, Father!" Shouted the eight-years-old Princess Amayah of Lancayan. They are in the palace garden and are having fun playing. Her father, King Kendra chases after her while laughing. They were also accompanied by her older sister, Princess Aloha and their mother, Queen Aruha. They picture a happy family that anyone would envy.

JENNA Another woman, dressed almost similarly to the one I saw speaking to Jason earlier, walks out of one of the tents. She had two garlands in her hold and she greeted us. “Hola. Welcome to Fantasyland.” Her voice was cheerful and her smile bright as she said that. I automatically found myself smiling back. “I’m Amaya and I’ll be your guide and helper for your stay here.” “Nice to meet you,” I spoke. She wiggled the garlands in her hold, and when I went to take it from her. She pulled her hand backwards. I watched her a little confused, wondering if I did something wrong.