Amber Scream Novels & Stories

God… that hurt more than the betrayal itself. Amber sucked in a deep breath and poured herself another glass. She drank it in one long pull, trying so desperately to hold back the tears burning behind her eyes. Damon appeared just then, stopping in front of her. He didn't sit right away. He watched her silently for a moment before finally lowering himself into the chair beside her. He reached for her hand, but Amber jerked away instantly. "Get out!" she yelled, rising to her feet. "I'm sorry, Bree. I… I know I messed up. I just..."

Amber yanks the woman away from Alessandro and starts dancing with her while whispering, “Sasha, listen closely, if you dare to look at my man again, I am going to make sure that I scoop out your eyeballs, and play with them. So, please.” Sasha, though intimidated, said, “I’m not scared of you.” Amber then slides up her dress to reveal the gun hidden under it, strapped to her thigh. Before she could scream, Amber covers her mouth and guides her out of the ballroom. “Just leave, Sasha,” Amber utters, pinching the bridge of her nose. “No!” Sasha screams in an attempt to scare Amber, but Amber doesn’t budge. “How-” Sasha was surprised that Amber didn’t crouch down while covering her ears or sta

But she didn’t realize that even if she wanted to scream, she couldn’t, because her vocal cords went numb. Amber couldn’t scream when she felt sharp claws pierce her spine. She couldn’t scream when she felt two rows of jagged teeth sink into her left shoulder, severing her collarbone. She couldn’t scream when she felt burning acid dripping down on her arm. The acid burned straight through her flesh, reaching the bone. There was no screaming in the darkness. The only sounds were bones breaking and human flesh being torn apart, along with chewing, slurping, and clicking.

I can’t help but release a sigh of relief at the welcome interruption. “Amber?” Ryann seems surprised to see her. “Excellent, I’m not late.” The woman beams a smile. What’s going on now? Amber introduces herself as Ryanns old boss and from what I understand she’s here to… watch? I’m not sure what she expects to happen, she seems a little odd actually, like she’s not all there. I don’t think she’s totally human but I’m not positive what she is. Not a Witch or a Shifter, that’s for sure. But she seems nice. Working as a bartender I’m pretty good at making snap judgements about people and I’m rarely proven wrong. While she and Ryann catch up I get busy making her a drink. I mix with the single

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.

They scrubbed me, washed me until I was cleaned. And just like Elion, they devoured me….throughout the night. I didn't stop screaming. The pillows were dented with my bite marks. I didn't stop coming. I provoked the beast in them and they resounded with a kinky rule – Ten letters. Ten orgasms. They made me climax for every letter of my name. Amber Whyte. Each orgasm was more intense than the last. It made my legs go numb. Fuck. I got what I wanted until I was more than satisfied.

Amber whispered, her voice husky with desire as she rode the waves of pleasure. Axel grunted with each thrust, his muscles tensing as he rode the edge of his own climax. "Amber...I'm so close," he groaned, his lips pressed against her neck. "Come for me, baby...come for me now." Amber's cries grew louder, her breath coming in ragged gasps as the pressure within her built to an almost unbearable level. Then, suddenly, she was thrown over the edge, her body convulsing with ecstasy as her orgasm crashed over her.

It took a special kind of Page and Goddess for that kind of nasty shit. So far the oddest thing Amber had encountered was the dude who wanted to fuck her armpit after he touched it and smelled it. She had lubed it up and let him go at it. You know whatever floats your boat. But she was looking forward to the senator’s special instructions. This was going to be hella fun. She still had it bitch!

She frantically wiped her hands across the front of her shit in a desperate attempt to free herself of the horrible sensation. Two bony hands wrapped around her wrists stopping her from her panicked swiping. Amber looked up into Elly’s pitch-black eyes and screamed. Blood was pouring from her eyes, nose, and ears. Her face was twisted in a silent scream. The terror and anguish it exuded filled Amber until she was screaming and thrashing to get out of Elly’s grip.

His pointed nose complemented his prominent cheekbones. "And that's Amara Zhane Constantine." I focused my attention on the one and only girl in their group. Unlike me, who has paperwhite skin, she had a burnished complexion. When Alistair spoke, her gleaming, heavenly-white teeth flashed as she smiled. Her pointed nose, red lips, and beautiful brown eyes stood out. Her graceful and elegant actions captivated me. I think I've found another girl crush! "Of course, there is Zeeve Maxim Bullecer."