Amber Rose Johnson Novels & Stories

’ I couldn’t make out Asher’s reply because I’d already opened the front door and my head now rang with the excited chatter of Cassidy and Breyona. The cheerful blonde of the two toted in what looked like a kit full of nail supplies and make-up, while Breyona held up two bottles of the dark-colored whiskey Giovanni and Asher often drank. The maple and teak finish were still growing on me, but for Breyona it was an instant favorite.

I have two daughters, one fifteen, one fourteen. Please, James Thorne. *** Dear James Thorne, We have considered your application. Unfortunately, you have been declined. Sincerest apologies, Alpha of Desire. *** Your Royal Highness, Alpha of Desire, I'm applying again... Sometimes I believe you don't actually pick anyone from my part of town. Maybe the newly appointed Alpha Asher will select me and my daughters. I am still a father, balancing three jobs now, with two daughters, one seventeen, and one eighteen.

Everyone cheered and clapped, Irina smiled brightly with a hint of pride in her gaze. "Next up, is the couples' vote of thanks." - the Mc clapped, smiling as he passed the microphone over to Irina. "Ladies and gentlemen, it's an honor and as well a pleasure to be here with you today....... celebrating my two years anniversary with the man i love..... Jason Smith." - Her dress shimmered under the light, her waist lengthed red hair falling down her shoulders like waves.

"She didn't want to be a bother. I understand what she's thinking. She's afraid you'd get upset seeing her, but at the same time, she hopes she can help you. She's a very kind woman." Not only that, but Amber also feared that her resemblance to Alyssa might cause Jasper pain and discomfort. As such, since arriving at the presidential office, she had quietly helped out, keeping her presence as unnoticeable as possible.

she says with a kind of sneer that takes all of my considerable willpower not to smack off her smug pretty face. Amber has a perfect twenty-something body, thin and fit, with no gray hairs and not a wrinkle to be seen. I bet she can get out of bed on a cold morning without a single creak in her joins. When she falls down, she likely can jump right back up like nothing happened.

Elegant. Poised. She wore an ivory gown that flowed with every step. Like a princess. Her posture was flawless. Her presence commanding yet refined. Her features— Striking. Sharp eyes. Well-defined nose. Balanced. Perfect. She looked no older than her early thirties. Yet carried authority beyond her age. — She was— Dorothy Ashbourne. The youngest Vice President of the International Gem & Jewelry Federation. And the one who organized this entire event. The hall quieted slightly.

I nodded towards the suitcase. “No, it’s yours.” “Kicking me out so soon,” I laughed softly. He laughed at me, “Not at all. Amelia allowed Jack into your house. He packed as much as he could with the supervision of Amelia. I thought you would want some of your own clothes here.” I blushed a little knowing Jack would have had to go through my underwear drawer, but the gesture was incredible. “Logan, you are truly amazing. Thank you.”

Back an hour ago when John announced his intention to adopt Alexis, even Alexis herself can't believed her hearing for a seconds, to her it was like a dream, even when she led back into the limousine, she still can't believed that things are happening for real. when finally the convoy drove away, and Alexis pinched her own ears and eyes, moreover, John was here beside him, even the cold and stoic Jude was also sited as aloof as always, it was then that Alexis totally believed that she was not dreaming, things were happening for real, and she was forgiven by Mr. Senate President, and in another hour or two, she would be Mr. Senate President Daughter.