Amber. Novels & Stories

‘Everyone you will ever meet knows something you don’t. -Bill Nye Ember The next morning, after breakfast, Wren showed me around the pack village. I got to meet the business owners and looked around the area. Each person I was introduced to, Wren, would tell them that I was Luna Ember. Everyone greeted me with a smile and shook my hand. They were all eager to talk to me and tell me about what they did. I didn’t meet one grumpy person and that said a lot about what was going on here.

Finally he decided to stop for a moment, choosing a cup of coffee at the small shop shop to relieve any drowsiness, it would be dangerous to drive in the middle of sleepiness. Langit carried a cup of cappuccino in it. It should be underline, Langit is a simple and humble person, who didn't feel hesitate to sit and drink coffee on the side of the road, just like he did this afternoon. Langit sat on the spot provided with a sip of a cigarette, he was not someone who addict that activity, he did it only occasionally, if he wanted to.

Not to mention the fact that if I understood my brother's note correctly, he may know something about, or even be an accomplice to, Axel's abuse. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Amaris," the Alpha says, grinning at me. Then, his eyes go to his son. At Kenton's nod, he turns to the people of his pack. I Look from the two men before me, then turn my attention to the men and women who are standing before the three of us, trepidation creeping in as I watch them lower their heads at the three of us as if I'm someone important to them along with the two men standing next to me. "Everyone, I would like to introduce to you Kenton's mate and the future Luna of our pack, Amaris Redding."

As I set up my laptop to continue my task a slender hand with garish orange nail polish set a crystal tumbler filled to the right mark with what could only be expensive whisky in front of me. Tracing the hand up I met the scintillating yellow-brown eyes of Amber. She was dressed in the casual maroon polo shirt that was the uniform of all the workers at The House coupled with a bartender's apron over a skirt that showed the right amount of the caramel skin on her mile long legs. “Haven't seen you in a while stranger,” her cherry red lips tugged upward. “Been busy,” I mumbled and raised the glass for a sip of whisky.

Part wolf, she was moving a little shady but she did save me, gave me a deer to drink from and guidance, and the only thing she asked for in return is to keep our conversation and us crossing paths a secret, I promise her that I will and I am going to keep my promise, I am sure she was no enemy trying to kill me and take my blood, she seems almost too sweet for such evil doings, "Hey, look what our friends dropped," Amber spoke, and by friends, I knew she meant the dead vampires, Sitting up at the same time, Al and I both shared confused looks before looking back at Amber, who was holding up a small silver, rectangular bottle "T

Mr Johnson seemed offended to hear Amber's words, quickly rebuking Amber, "Give it to me if you don't want to." Seeing that she had offended the figure she had to lick, Amber's eyes widened, she felt guilty when speaking so, so Amber hastily said, "Do not ... it's okay. I'll just ... me alone," when saying this, Amber forgets that the influence of stimulants that have been put into the drink is very strong. She read that her stamina would be amazing to be very strong, and even if a pair drank it, they would do it until morning.

The past few days had been a hurricane. Aramide ran up the stairs into her room. She got some wine from her bar and took it out and poured a little into a glass. She reached out and drank a shot. Her goal wasn't to get drunk, no. She just wanted to get some rest, and over the years, a few shots of vodka or whiskey seemed to do the trick. **************

Dropping the tray on the table, she picks the drink, opens it and starts emptying it into the various glasses. She could feel Ruby's heated gaze on her from a distance, she could tell a lot was going through her mind. "You didn't get an extra glass for yourself? "Christopher asks in a calm tone, making Alexandra spare him a glance. "Yes! Not really in the mood." Alexandra responds now dropping the empty pack of drink on the table, Raphael attempts to pick a glass, she moves away from him, you could see the surprise on his face.

***** Angelica: Oh my, I missed these sexy scenes Amber: Drink, Leo you need to calm down. Leo: #drowninginalcohol #imfurious #imsodissapointed

“But how about we move somewhere quieter? The VIP section, maybe?” Her face lit up, her smile brighter now but still tinged with sadness. “Yeah, let’s do that, this bar stool is getting uncomfortable,” she agreed. I signaled to the bartender. “Bring us a bottle of red wine and some water.” Amber shook her head quickly, cutting me off. “No water. And I want to Champagne only.” “Amber,” I started, my tone firm but gentle. She narrowed her eyes. “No. I said no water. Don’t start telling me what to do, Liam.”