Amber. Novels & Stories

I answered firmly, not in the mood for coddling. With a sigh, Amy turned and walked back to the kitchen, rummaging through the fridge. A few moments later, she came back with a shot glass filled with whiskey and handed it to me. The amber liquid sloshed in the glass as I raised it to my lips and downed it in one go. The burn was immediate, but it barely registered compared to the fire burning in my chest.

A fucking pretend Goddess? I need a drink. Heading to the small bar in the corner of my office, I pour myself a glass of bourbon and knock it back, feeling the burn all the way down. It doesn’t make me feel any better, but at least it’s something. I refill the glass and lean against the bar, staring into the amber liquid as my mind races.

He pulled out a nondescript bottle and a couple of glasses from one of the cabinets before he took Ava to the basement. He poured them both a shot once they’d sat down. “Drink up,” he said. Ava tipped the shot down before she coughed and spluttered. “What the hell, Zeke?” she asked. “This burns; what is it?” “A special mixture. Guaranteed to give wolves a buzz,” he said before tipping his shot down. “This isn’t what we need, Zeke,” Ava growled. “No, we need you to snap out of this and prepare to fight.”

“We’ve got plenty of things to discuss.” “I’m glad we see eye to eye, Alpha Bryan,” Amber said and lifted her glass. “To a fruitful partnership, Luna Amber,” Bryan said and clinked his glass against Amber’s. She’d already special ordered the herbs that would cloud Troy’s mind enough to make him forget Reese. The mark would wither and disappear and she’d be there, waiting with open arms. Amber smiled and took a sip from her bourbon, she’d be waiting patiently.

He hugged Amber. Amber was surprised by what Alea did. He looked at Scarlet, questioning. Scarlet just shrugged. "Hi, Alea. Happy birthday," Amber said shyly and smiled. "My birthday is still tomorrow but thank you. Thanks guys for coming, I know this place is very far but look! You guys made it!” Alea said happily and hugged them both. Aleah gave Amber the other wine glass she was holding. "And this is for you, my dear..." Amber accepted that. "I shall leave you first, I'm just going to see my other friends. Eat first, okay?” added A

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.

says Hector. Hector walks into the bathroom. He sees a good sized room. On the walls he sees a lot of symbols like runes. He uses the restroom and turns on the shower. As soon as he does, he smells this fragrance consisting of roses, lavender and some other herbs. Hector knows he is in the kingdom of the witches, and he needs to stay alert. He strips out of his clothes and steps into the warm water. He sees many bottles of soap and they all smell like the rain. Hector quickly uses them, rinses off and dries with a towel he finds hanging on the wall. He walks out of the bathroom just as Rex is getting back.

“Good morning, Cathy and Frans. Can you help me?” "Yes, we can help you, miss. What kind of help do you need?” asked a young man wearing Beverly's Mini Market uniform. Meanwhile, his colleague, who was standing beside him, also nodded. They seem to have known the only daughter of the couple, Arnold Laurens Verz and Amber Natasya Loght, for a long time. "Please get me the liquid gashtritis medicine with the brand that I usually buy and also a bottle of mineral water, room temperature. Thank you for your help," answered Abby politely.

“Oh my gosh, Amber, are you okay?” “Fine!” Amber screeched. Her whole dress was drenched in champagne with some cuts here and there from the glasses. She was lucky that none of the glass shards hurt her porcelain skin. The man who she’d been meaning to greet, a bulky man in a black tux lent her a hand and helped her get up.

he shook his head again, "In my room-" "Baby, I don't remember any of that." he shook his head. I hit his chest softly to push him back, "Don't tell me you drove me home drunk?" He looked everywhere but at me and his smile ultimately gave him away, but I'm glad he doesn't remember all that. I heard a chirpy female voice behind me, "Hey Jade." I saw the color drain out of Adam's face and when I turned around, I didn't expect to see his ex-girlfriend standing there, all happy, smiling ear to ear.