Amber Scream 5 Novels & Stories

She covered her nose and walked back into the house, pointing the camera inside. "Look. Miles has turned the house into a landfill. "I want to bring him back too, but look at how filthy he is. How am I supposed to bring him home like this?" I felt terribly wronged and muttered stiffly, "I'm not filthy." What can a five-year-old do? I've been dead for five years, and you still don't know. "Let me see Brother's house! I want to see!" A bright, lively voice came from the video. An eight-year-old boy in a little suit appeared on the screen, looking like a small prince.

I decided to take her back to the house because I know she hasn't eaten yet, plus I haven't been inside her today, perhaps after we eat. When suddenly, I get grabbed by a running Amber towards the shore. What the heck is she still doing here? I looked at Fleur and she just kept on walking back by herself. I'm pushed to my limits with Amber. I have to get rid of her fast. She called Dan to bring her a bottle of champagne and the R pill we developed years ago as she swam on the perfect light blue beach. It's a tiny white pill but has a powerful sedation kick that can knock you out for exactly 4 days.

Her mother. Amber’s breath caught. “I can see her,” she whispered. Raymond’s voice came immediately. “Stay focused.” But Amber was already there. Already connected. “She’s not running,” Amber said softly. …“She’s fighting.” The image shifted. Pain. Betrayal. Blood. Amber’s chest tightened sharply. Then, everything snapped. The power surged violently. Too much. Too fast. Amber gasped…her eyes flew open— Silver light blazing— Uncontrolled. “Amber!” Raymond moved instantly. Grabbing her shoulders.

In the car, we went to Amber's car, and it was about a fifteen-minute drive until we finally reached there. When we arrived there it was not too full or too empty it was empty enough to walk through and full enough to have an audience the music wasn't bad, but we straight headed to the bar, the music was booming loud and the bright-colored spotlights were everywhere in the room. "What can I get for you three beautiful ladies?" a cute bartender asked "I'll get the risen from the grave one," Aiko said "Great choice! How about you two?" he asked "I'll take the sweet poison cocktail," Amber said "Good and Evil cocktail for me" I responded "those two are the best-selling one tonight good choice,"

Amber screamed in pain and continued drinking in silence as she takes two different liquors gulping them almost at the same time, the tears didn't stop rolling from her eyes and the street skewer seller shook his head sadly in disbelieve. Amber stamp her hand hardly on the table and beneath it was her bill, she stands from the chair roughly and proceed into the street staggering due to the influence of the alcohol, the music volume gradually reduces and fades slowly. The chorus of "Easy on Me by Adele" plays softly on the background as Amber approach Liam's office, on seeing him at a far distance with Park; Amber quickly hid behind his office block. Liam stop talking to Park and approached h

Jonathan said while walking over to the table and sitting down across from me. “Here it is” Amber said handing the envelope to me. “Maybe I do, I never get mail” I laughed “the return address is for Grey Lake Pack” I shrugged my shoulders and started tearing the envelope open to see what they had sent when a plume of green dust exploded out of it. Everywhere the dust landed my skin felt like it was on fire. It entered my airways and burned my lungs, it burned my eyes, it burned everything. My skin was red my eyes started to blur. I heard Amber scream, my head was spinning I couldn’t even tell which way was up my whole body felt weak and then everything went black.

a jagged moan that vibrated in the small room. Amber started to ride. She wasn't gentle. She bounced with a raw, violent rhythm. Her breasts bounced wildly. Her head lolled back, her neck corded with tension. "YES! OHHH! FUCK!" Amber wailed. She reached down, her fingers disappearing into her own hair as she rubbed her clit while slamming herself down on him.

came a scream as soon as she picked up the call, she drew the phone away from her ears to check the caller and realised it was Ann “didn’t you say, you have goodness and I should meet you up here today by 9am, now am here and you’re no where in sight” Ann continued yelling on phone “am so sorry, I over slept, am so sorry, I’ll be right there, don’t go anywhere" Amber said, sleep vanishing from her eyes immediately, she got out of bed a d hung up the call, she didn’t bother to shower, she only rushed to brush her teeth, changed her clothe and rushed out of the house.

she asks when he answers. “I was just finishing off myself. See you in 15 minutes” he agrees. Amber finishes off the task she was doing and shuts everything down. Goes to the washroom to freshen up and then goes down to wait for Grant. As she is waiting, she hears a car brake and screech to a stop. She squeezes her eyes shut and see’s herself being hit by a car. Her head hitting the windscreen and then the ground and everything goes black.

His arm went to my waist, and not long after that, I was already in the air. "You don’t need to answer. It’s better for you to sleep so that the effects of the drug won’t be severe. It’ll help with your headaches." I find myself nodding and smiling at him. I am in a dangerous situation, and I still have the nerve to be comfortable with this guy. I don’t even know him. The pain that I felt earlier seemed to be more bearable... Maybe because he releases a good and soothing smell. Shoot! He smells very nice. A mixture of sandalwood and fresh mint. I didn’t know that I would be a sucker for someone else’s perfume.