Amaya X Janai Novels & Stories

He snapped in a tone of voice that I absolutely didn't like. “Anata ga nozomu subete o karakatte kudasai, shikashi watashi no kankei, watashinochichi ga kōshō shi, kare ga watashi o kaihō shinakatta mono, shikashi watashi ga ima totemo tanoshinde iru kankei wa mondaide wa arimasen. Watashi wa kekkon shite irunode, watashitachiha sukinakoto o suru koto ga dekimasu. Kekkyokunotokoro, soreha watashitachi no iedakaradesu. Anata no kutsushita...” With that Amaya showed him the ring and I didn't like it at all. “Watashi ga anata ni itte iru no wa, anata no seide wa naku, kanojo no seidesu. Kanojo ga kono mama tsudzukete itara, kanojo ga saigai de mottomo kurushimu koto ni narudeshou. Karera wa na

He said, and Amaya smiled. 'A billionaire just touched her and called her name, and not just a billionaire, but his role model, the person she has been aspiring to meet,' Amaya thought happily. She's just realizing Damian's presence now after confirming her mom's health. She was completely blind before. "Damian, not again," I said, cleaning my tears. "It's okay Kayla," Damian said, drawing me close. 'Really?' Amaya grinned. "She can be a crybaby at times," Amaya said to Damian, and he nodded.

Anaya’s POV “Mama Non voglio sposarmi” “What?” she looked at me like I was crazy “Please, Mama, I don’t want to get married” “That is not for you to decide. You will get married” “Fine, but please not to him”, I pleaded. “That is also not your choice. Everything is finalised.” “Please, Mum, I do not wish to marry him,” I said, tears pouring out of my eyes, my head bowed.

“But here we are.” Nonna nodded, apparently happy with what I’d told her and then turned her attention to Amaya. “And you, what do you do?” “Uh, I’m a librarian,” Amaya replied, her voice a little shaky. “And I take care of my sister.” “Librarian? So you have a degree?” “A master’s.” Amaya nodded. “How old are you?” She eyed her, giving her a sweep up and down. “Twenty-eight,” Amaya replied at once. Nonna nodded—young enough to give her some grandchildren, that was what she was thinking.

I can only wish they would give me another chance. “Here’s my story then, I was raped by multiple men in a foreign country where not even a glimpse of hope surround me. I tremble with every step I hear and I don’t even want to think that someone meant it to happen! But guess what?! There is actually someone and it’s YOU?! How’s that sound?! I’m tired of these types of shits that people make me believe yet would only stab me in the back. If you guys wanna play it dirty then so be it!” Amaya snapped as she took her purse and walked out. I don’t know exactly how to react because I expect her to be someone who would like to keep using her connections and power to benefit from something but after

She gasped. Amaya: “Ne… Ne… Nessa Stevens?!” She clapped her hands over her mouth. Aaron: “She’s obsessed with you.” I laughed, crouching so we were eye level. Me: “What’s your name?” She blinked rapidly. Amaya: “Amaya.” Me: “Awww, that’s such a cute name. Nice to meet you, Amaya.” She nodded quickly. Me: “And… I brought you a couple of things. I hope you like them.”

Jasper I knew telling Amaya what my father did would cause more problems in the future, but it wasn’t just my life that was being affected negatively. Amaya turned a few months ago and found out that she had powers and was royalty. I walked with her to different games and had her try some of our pack’s food, it hadn’t been that different from the food they make in the human dimension. As we were talking, John and another senior member came up to Amaya and me.

She looked at them. "So, cheer up my bickering partner. I have done so much for you please don't spoil it like this. Raina told me that you want to watch a movie, light up your mood because I do not like this grumpy Janhavi at all, I like the Janhavi who fights with me." Aman said pinching her nose playfully to cheer up mood. He did this intentionally because he knew Janhavi that she will not leave him if he did this.

Amaya said and laid down on the bed. Grace widened her eyes surprisingly, her gaze fixed on Amaya. “Are you saying Gianna is a fucking lesbian!?!" Amaya didn't answer. She just stares into space, remembering her first encounter with Gianna when she came to the prison. FLASH BACK. A beautiful Amaya entered the restroom to wash off the speck of food that clings to her jumpsuit when someone entered and squeezed her ass behind, pressing her body against hers. “Hot." Gianna moaned out, her breath raking against her neck, making fear run through her nerves.

I knew it was coming like always. “You belong to me, Amaya. Slaves don’t get to run whenever they want,” he spat, hitting me again. “You will never get away.” By now, everyone was out watching just like always. Amaya is getting punished again. It was always a spectacle, a source of twisted joy for them to see me suffer at the hands of their Alpha. I saw them snickering, some muttering curses, others wishing I would just die, while a few hurled names like stones.