Amber Karev Novels & Stories

Just then, a girl, much taller than me appeared next to her, she had short hair, styled in a short side comb, and she was wearing a black tank top and jeans that rode around her hips, honestly, she was dressed like a guy and she looked hot too. "She's the one that you wanted to sit with?" she asked in a grumpy tone. "Yes babe," she grabbed her hand and pulled her down into the chair. "This is Carl." "Carl?" I blurted out, unable to hold back my shock. "Carly really but she likes to be called Carl." Celeste commented. "You got a problem with that?" she asked with the same grumpy tone as before. "No I was just surprised," I extended an arm, "nice to meet you." I smiled.

She was born to Noemi and Joseph Rey, a young couple who lived close to Noemi's mother, Roselle. Roselle was a retired high school teacher whose husband died some twenty years ago in a car accident. Kara was beloved to her maternal grandmother, who insisted on naming her after her best friend, who had also passed away.

She pulled Leah to her feet, dragging her away. My throat clogged with mucus, as Estella made her way to the door, hesitating at the handle. "You are an omega, and henceforth Nikolai's going to have to treat you as one."

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

Karen said curtly and she smirks. "I'm Amber" she smiles. "Karen, can we proceed?" He asked after keeping silent for a while. "Yeah baby but you need to change your secretary" Karen said in a sarcastic tone. "Why?" He ask, confused. "Because she's too pretty" Karen said bluntly, he clears his throat awkwardly while Amber's cheeks flustered red. "Thanks" she said shyly and he wraps Karen's waist. "You're prettier." he whispers impulsively to Karen's neck and she smile while Amber stare in astonishment, they walk pass her meanwhile she stood on the spot in awe.

Now that she was right in front of him, walking toward his car, he felt his body react in a way that was dangerous. Kane inhaled sharply. She was small. Petite in height, but fucking curvy. Her black jeans hugged her thighs and ass in a way that made his grip on the steering wheel tighten. The black turtleneck she wore was tucked in neatly, accentuating her waist. And that damn hair—fiery red waves spilling from her loose bun, falling around her face like a halo. The contrast of her—soft, warm, and expressive—against the darkness of the underground fighting world made her look like something otherworldly.

He also tried to make him calm down but he resisted for a while but he later gave in and kept quiet. Kamur was able to make him calm for a while, he took him back to his room. On getting to his room, Amir requested to be left alone. He was so hurt, he felt like a failure. He had failed Amira, he couldn't protect her and his son. Akeem he was yet to know him and now he was dead. After much thoughts Amir finally came to a conclusion that it was time to go back to Vartell. He will inform the Queen by evening and he'll leave by sunrise.

"Such an honour to meet you, Athena. My name is Malcolm." ***

That was why he chose to do it the way that he did. “Damon knows what he is doing, and Damon is well aware of everything that he is playing with. However, it does not concern him. He does not even give a damn. He does not care.” I said, looking at Alpha Kael. “You know for a fact that he does not care about me.” “That is not true, Sienna.”

Aunt Sienna wrapped her arm around mom, comforting her before dad nodded. “We’ll be waiting for your call. They just got up to wash their hands and should be here any second now” Yaroslav said, looking up at me “get this done, Alexei” “I don’t think that I need you to tell me that, Yaroslav” I said, glaring at him “there’s a speaker here, you can hear everything we say and the room is soundproof, not even a wolf can hear what you’re saying inside. Happy listening…”