Amaya X Janai Novels & Stories

Aimee Aimee couldn’t get the image of Jayden laughing out of her mind. It was something she had often imagined but never truly believed she would witness today. When those women mistook them for a couple, part of the reason she had been so embarrassed was that she had been worried that Jayden would immediately correct them, leaving her too ashamed to even face those women again. But not only had he not corrected them, not only had he become just as embarrassed by their teasing as she had, not only had he grabbed her hand and run out of the café with her, but he had actually laughed along with her.

Damian said in a cold but low tone AMAYA Wasn't this his fiance?, why is he so cold towards her,is he just mean to everyone, U feel bad for anyone in love with such a heatless person but who am ai to feel pity when I'm married to him,no matter what my situation is worse, I'm STUCK ,stuck with him of all people him! "Amaya" Damian suddenly called out turning back to meet his eyes "what?" I responded in a tone that seemed like I was annoyed with and if I was being honest. I was annoyed,the drive was quiet and peaceful till he called my name "one more thing" Damian said

To make sense of the impossibility in front of me. Amaya shuffled to the couch and sat, slowly lowering the pink bundle onto a blanket spread across the cushions as if it were the most precious thing in the world. Alan knelt beside her, one hand on her back, the other gently folding back the corner of the blanket to reveal a tiny face. Pale cheeks. Dark lashes. A button nose that twitched slightly in her sleep. One wrinkled hand escaped its swaddle, fluttering like a butterfly wing in the air between us. “Gianna,” Amaya whispered, her voice all rasp and wonder. “Gianna Soleil Chambers.”

I wasn’t doing as much designing as I used to, but I still handled all the major decisions. “Amaya is downstairs for you, big bro,” Viviana said to me with a wink. A small smirk graced my face. “Wow! You haven’t almost-smiled for a girl in a long time,” she added as she bopped out of the room. Amaya was one of Viviana’s friends. I met her during fighter training. She was an impressive she-wolf. Strong, confident, and willing to spar against me. She didn’t win, but I think we both enjoyed her being pinned underneath me. I slick my long hair back into a ponytail and make my way downstairs.

“I’m Adam. Welcome to the party.” “Barry,” he said. He shook my hand, but his eyes were on Sean. “This is my buddy, Sean,” I said. “I’ve seen you dancing, and Sean’s got some moves too.” “Hey,” Barry said, reaching for Sean’s hand. I almost had to kick Sean to get him into gear. But he smiled shyly and took Barry’s hand. As soon as I saw they were connected, I faded into the background. Later I saw them on the dance floor, shaking their booties to the latest Demi Lovato.

faded “What are you?” he asked. “I was about to ask you the same thing,” I said softly. He took a step closer, like he was approaching something fragile. “I’ve never seen another one,” he said. Neither had I. Not like this. Not someone who looked back at me like a reflection instead of a weapon. “My name is Amaya.” “Julian.” The name settled between us. “Did he make you too?” Julian asked. I hesitated then nodded. “Yes.”

Hey, be careful and stop yelling, I'm in here," in my head, to which I responded. quite soothing, in a good way. There was a light breeze touching my fur as I dashed through the trees. In fact, this is perfect. Alienation was something I felt. I felt a lot of freedom. Why are my manners missing, I'm sorry. My modest self was not introduced. Due to my rambling speech on the issues I'm facing, I forgot. As a reminder, my name is Amaya Ariana Jordan. Daughter of the late Hugo liam Jordan, and her late mother name was Kimberly Hanna Jordan, a former Beta male of the vengeful eyed pack.

She couldn't bear seeing her best friend weep. "Please…" "Okay, you win." "And," Mary continued, "you told me about that dance performance where your entire troop wore only electric-silver body paint, so it's not as if—" "I'm excessively modest about that part, and you know that, but I'm not stripping." Amaya concluded as she rolled her eyes again. She was a part-time dancer, and Mary knew that. She stood up and walked over to the bright vanity, where she sat down next to her best friend in the world.

After dinner, everybody started leaving. Summit gave a ride to Mahira. She wanted to stay but had to leave because of work. Janvi went with her brother, he came to pick her., Hayat and Ammar were busy clearing the kitchen. Ayan said his greetings to everyone and started towards the door. I followed him out. "Where are you going "he raised an eyebrow. "Just going for a walk in the neighbourhood"

“Would you mind stepping out for a little while? These two have a lot they need to talk about.” Of course she knew, she’s the moon goddess’ daughter. Amaya gave Raya a clear look of confusion, before accepting her fate. Whatever bond Amaya and Raya had it was clear Amaya trusted her without question. Binh stepped forward, finally removing his hand from Amaya, but it was clear he wasn’t done with her. Of course, Kiaro being Kiaro let out another low growl as Binh walked past us.