Amelia And The Time Traveling Physicist の小説・ストーリー

Sophia gasped, her voice trembling. The figure removed her hood, and there stood a woman they both recognized—Amelia, the woman from the journals. The one who had been tied to Lydia’s past, the one who had disappeared without a trace all those years ago. She was alive. “Amelia?” Ethan whispered in disbelief. “How… how is this possible?” Amelia’s cold eyes met theirs, and a slow, chilling smile spread across her lips. “You thought you were the only ones bound to this place, didn’t you? You’ve barely scratched the surface of what lies beneath.”

"Now do you finally comprehend the mathematics of my design, Lorenzo?" She leaned forward, her eyes locking entirely onto Lorrie’s pale face. "Why do you think I have spent twenty-four years tirelessly turning over every stone in this country searching for a ghost, Lorrie?" Lorrie’s heart stopped beating entirely, a cold dread freezing her veins. "No... it's not possible..." Amelia’s smile stretched to its breaking point. "Yes, my dear. It is entirely possible." She took one slow, deliberate step closer to the camera lens. "You were never an accident of birth. You were never mere collateral damage in Lorenzo's corporate web. You..."

I smiled and sliced my smoked meat. “How much time will it take you to heal Amelia? She’s the soon to be Luna of this pack and we’re running out of time.” Aiden’s voice held commandment. But before I could respond, Dominic spoke first. “She’s a doctor, Alpha not a magician. You can’t expect her to use a magic wand and heal Amelia overnight. It takes time for a research to have a solid result.” He sided with me and shut the despicable monster sitting across me. Aiden’s lips pressed into a thin line but his gaze still trying to burn holes in my skull.

“She has been lying since the day I was born. Why should I care what a bunch of corrupt elders write down in their dusty ledgers?” “Because if you do not speak, they will treat her like a victim instead of a monster,” a quiet voice spoke from the hallway. Amelia stepped into the kitchen, wrapped in an oversized fleece hoodie, her damp hair falling in soft waves over her shoulders. She looked pale, the dark circles under her eyes revealing how little she had slept, but her posture was surprisingly steady for someone who had just discovered she was born a genetic experiment. I stopped pacing, my chest rising and falling as I met her gaze. “Amelia, you should be resting in bed.”

"I agree. Should I ask John to give you a lift? I can drive to my office on my own." "No need. I can drive. If you don't need him, ask him to stay here. I'm sure May needs a chauffeur when she gets groceries later." "Alright. Just call me if you need me. If you want to go somewhere to do some shopping, let me know too. I'll come when I have the time." Amelia looked at Liam and nodded. "Okay." Amelia left the house half an hour after Liam's departure. However, instead of heading to Prime Studios, she went to Astra.

For a minute, Keratin forgot his own struggles, captured in the snare of Galieel's explanation. "Amelia is a human, and not just any human I told myself. She's a visionary. She sees things that others do not. She saw it before Germaine found the Ork base, but I did not believe her and so I kept it to myself. But as you can see - she was spot on. She made it very clear from the beginning that we could never be, that is until she also fell in love with me. I never imagined the moon goddess to have such a grand sense of humor."

Amelia had learned from the best. “What did you do?” he asked quietly. Amelia’s eyes gleamed. “I didn’t go to the police.” “Good.” “I sent someone else.” Maxwell’s jaw tightened. “Who?” She leaned closer, whispering. “Anita.” Maxwell blinked. “The same Anita who exposed him?” “Yes.” Maxwell almost laughed. “She hates him.” “Exactly.” Amelia stepped back as the guard signaled time was up. “You have six hours,” she said softly. “So does he.”

Amelia didn't know when she had sat up, her voice was hoarse and still filled with a hint of madness. She waved her left hand, making Alex look at his masterpiece. "I'm not your appendage or any object, I'm a person, a person who belongs only to me. I beg you to let me go. I don't have much time left. I just want to spend my last time in peace with my mother." Amelia’s voice got smaller and smaller, and finally sobbed, she could no longer see any light. She doesn't understand why Alex just won't let her go. He has already had Jenny, and Jenny is pregnant with his child, so why does he still torture her so much?

“This is all I was directed to. My people said that this is where things should work out.” They walked hand-in-hand for an hour and went by three more similar houses. Amelia was tired. She said, “I am knocking the doors of that house now. If you don’t know anything, it’s simply foolish to keep roaming around here.” She was irritated. “Unless you are trying to find some old church or a temple…” she rolled her eyes. “You have magic. Why can’t you trace the elixir?”

" Katherine left a bitter legacy. Her love was never returned and I think you both share almost the same faith. Just be yourself in Katherine's guise and solve the puzzle, that is all you need. Your life might even become a romance. " Amelia looked at her with disbelief. She was stunned? This is impossible! How could she possibly travel back in time into Katherine's body who was supposed to be dead right now? If this isn't a joke, then what is it? To be continued...