Amber Russell Novels & Stories

She pressed the green button. “Hello, good evening madam.” The tiny female voice made her ears twitch for a second. She sat up and cleared her throat, “Hi. Good evening. How are you doing?” “I’m fine madam. I hope I’m speaking with the owner of The Glitz Fashion Home?” “Yes.” “I’m Adelina and I’m calling from KlasyRhodes fashion home, Luanda. We need you to create some designs ma. We want to put up a fashion show and we need new unusual foreign designs.”

the brunette said nudging Roman who gave him a death stare. “good morning princess, sorry theses idiots are here, these are Harry and Elijah” Harry was a brunette with green eyes while Elijah was hazel eyed with tattooed skin. “guys, this is Camila” “she looks good and I’m sure she’s also good in...” Harry started to say but he was cut off by Roman digging his eyebrow into his stomach. Harry fell to the ground with a dramatic groan and Elijah rolled his eyes. I chuckled.

Whereas I always loved the system of high school. Aiden and I were never close. He was a closed-off child. But I and Amar were close after our mother's death. Amar was devastated but Gisele and his daughter helped him through and he also knew he had to be strong for us. Crystal slept in my lap so I offered to carry her to her room and Brenna left now that I was home. She was 2 and heavy for a child her age but we loved her so much. We all spoiled her rotten. And even Aiden loved her.

“Aya was very beautiful. She was Japanese- American.” Dad gently taps me on my shoulder. ‘‘You should go home and get some sleep.” I shake my head. “I’m fine, Dad.” After an hour, I go out of the room to get some fresh air. The wind is blowing gently in the cold afternoon. I gaze at the hills across the street. My eyes focus on a figure of a woman standing near it. I can’t clearly see her face because she’s wearing big sunglasses and a black hat. She’s wearing a black ruffle dress as well. I try to focus my gaze. She looks quite familiar… Yuri Haruko?

said the other students excited and everyone started to whisper . When the cars stopped , Aron came out with a beautiful lady next to him . " Wow ! Look at her ! She is gorgeous . Who is she ? " said the boys . " I know her . I have seen her in magazines . She is Amra Caddel , Aron's twin sister . She has been studying abroad all this time . Not only is she gorgeous but she is also a well-known fashion designer . All the most luxurious brands wanna sign a contract with her ." said one of the boys .

Tucker’s P.O.V Amber was 21-years-old when we met. She was a petite and beautiful Native American with light brown skin. Her 5’5”, 110 pound, body was crowned with a silky dark brown mane of straight hair that reached halfway down her slender back. Her dark brown eyes were captivating, as were her breasts. Her tits were small but very firm. They needed no support from a bra. Therefore, Amber seldom wore one. Without a bra, her soft nipples made a definite impression on her blouse, and me.

Leaning against Alexander's chest, she blinked and asked, "Why does he think he can be compared to Roslyn? Are there many girls with both talent and beauty like Roslyn in the world?" Alexander chuckled silently, gently kissing Amber's forehead. His gaze seemed a bit trance-like. Talent and beauty combined, with intelligence and strategic prowess. Of course, there were girls like that, but there was indeed one who could match Roslyn, or perhaps even exceed her. That was Callie Xanthos.

"He might not show it to you or perhaps you don't want to accept it but sooner or later you will realize that I'm saying the truth" She held Aurora's hand, "That's why I'm not in support of you and Matteo anymore." Aurora stared at her, "You have said so much in such a short time over this.I still have more to share with you so for now put that aside" "Tell me," Amber requested as she cut a slice of the cake "It's Mr Russel this time.He wants me as his P.A" "Why?" "Something about the former not being competent?" she shrugged "But the good thing is he's agreed to pay thrice my salary"

Thinking of what a badass she is is only making me again wish that she were my fated mate. “For you? Always.” She says and I can hear her smiling through the phone. “Well, you don’t have to wait to much longer, my insatiable little Alpha. I’m only about 30 minutes away.” “Can you drive faster?” She says, her voice sounding a little deeper and even sultrier. I suspect it’s her wolf asking as much as it is her. “Ruby? Is that you, little Alpha?” My own wolf Boris asks, pushing forward. “It’s both of us. We’re both looking forward to dinner and dessert.” Ruby practically purrs at me.

“Wait… you’re American? You’re from the New York tech and logistics circuit? Oh my God. How did an American corporate player end up in a deep-state Russian black site?” “The same way you did, I assume,” I said, my teeth clicking together with a cold, rising fury. “Through a snake. Amy, tell me everything. How did the heiress of a premier American wine dynasty end up locked in a six-month isolation hole in Moscow? What happened?”