Amaya X Janai Novels & Stories

“You’re very confident in your ability to destroy someone you just met. That’s very cute.” Amaya leaned in, her voice low but sharp as broken glass, “You think you’re winning now, but I’ll make sure the only thing people remember about you is that you were a cheap little distraction before Kaidon marries me.” She stepped closer, her hands outstretched as she tried to touch my arm. Ah. There it was, the performance. I could see it in the way her gaze darted toward the cameras and then back to me. Her face softened, the edges of her anger melting into something almost pitiful, like she was the wronged fiancée bravely confronting the shameless mistress.

She missed him so much. She had finished making the spear and was about to strike, when she felt a strong grip, she tried to wiggle away but her efforts where futile. She kept pushing and pulling but she couldn't free herself from the group. Amira recognized the Warriors to Beavertail Juan's but they didn't recognize her, she added the bids due to child beats so she looked chica which has shipped in fact do and the mold which splashed on her face while she was trying to find food prevented the Warriors from recognizing her. One of the warriors said

she added trying to reason with her because the cause she is pursuing it's a fail one already. "I'm not like you but since you don't want to move out of my way or mind your business, well, don't blame me for what I am about to do to you." Amaya said, her fingers sparkling with dark lightning on their fingertips with a smirk displaying on her lips. ___ Jold and Aragorn:

Then tenta‌tively approaches‌ Kiy⁠a. “Hi,” she says s‌hyly. “I’‍m Amara. I’m‍ going to teach yo‍u lo‍t​s o‍f stuff.​ Like how to rea​d and​ how to do cartwhe‍els and how t⁠o remember Ayana.” My heart swe⁠ll⁠s. This is my family. T⁠hes⁠e beautiful, broken, heali‌ng peo‌ple.

Amaya said trying to keep her anger in check. “I believe we haven't had the chance to introduce ourselves, My name is Fransesca Aiden's Future Wife, don't worry after this whole thing with the media dies down you and your daughter will be free to go anywhere you feel like after you divorce Aiden of course”. Her statement clearly ticked the bomb in Amaya's head as she was ready to explode and put Fransesca in her place but before she could do anything a muscular figure was was already standing in front of herand she could definitely feel it Aiden was already furious. Aiden standing in front Amaya like a mother cat protecting her kitten.

I said. She smiled at me and shook my hand. "I'm Amaya....I hope I'm not disturbing you while I'm here?" She asked. I shook my head. "Nah, I was being a bitch. I promise I won't get in the way between of you. The past is in the past," I said with a smile. Amaya and I got to know each other as time passed us by. Milo walked into the kitchen only to see us playing mahjong. Amaya turned to look at him. "Oh, hi," she spoke. He looked at her and then, me. "Hey, what are you guys doing?" He asked.

Yura Shan is a beautiful, wealthy and accomplished woman whom he visited the other day at his birthday party. 'What is that woman doing here? Ah, are they dating?' asked Amayra. Amayra dismissed that assumption, not wanting to conclude it herself. Amayra quickly squeezed her smile out, and the girl returned her with her sweet smile as well. Oh that woman is really beautiful, Amayra admits that. There was a fear tucked in the 18-year-old girl's heart, what if Inder liked the woman? "Hello, my name is Amayra sis," Amayra said stalely.

I want everything to flow smoothly, and make my image clear for Amaya's family. I sincerely want her to be mine. Don't mind the progress, the hindrance, or the barriers that might come in between us. "Stop it, stop it, stop it! The thing you're fighting over has gone. Jino is now out of my range, and I couldn't track him anymore because of your unnecessary arguments. My god!" Amaya said and turn her back against us. Mune was about to follow her but Yna came out. "Hiro! What's taking you so long!" she said, but her attention from me quickly diverted to Mune.

"That tattoo... No! It's not the best gift you can give me. The baby.... It's not even the best. The best gift will be Amayra Mehta, the name I want everyone to know" "It's Amayra Abraham Harris", she looked deep into my eyes.