Amelia And The Time Traveling Physicist Novels & Stories

"I will find Aleah, and together we will figure out something." "It shouldn't be too late, Max. I feel something bad is about to happen. Something really bad. If you don't act fast, the entire city will be at stake. The city will be overrun with Shifters made by Grace and Alexander," Amelia added. "How do you know this?" Maxmillian asked her. "I'm not sure. I can't say. And there's something I want to tell you," Amelia said. "What is it?" Maxmillian asked. "Time's up," Melissa said, entering and interrupting their conversation. "My boss said it's time for you to leave before he changes his mind and asks for something impossible," she added.

The last thing she would ever do is letting go of the past , she didn’t care how old , she had to hold the grudge but she wasn’t letting this go and she knew that . When they finally got out of the estate , she let out a deep smile , she was happy , she was going to be there and wait for him to sign the papers and when he did , she was going to take it all . Amelia looked ahead of her waiting to get home but just before they got out , another car drove out of the way and blocked her way and when it did , so men rushed out and dragged her away from her car . She was being kidnapped . She didn’t know when felt someone hit her head , she passed out

He shrugged, already losing interest, more concerned with whether his stegosaurus could beat a T-Rex in a race. Amelia turned back to face the windshield, her hands very still in her lap, her heart going faster than the moment should have allowed. R. Marsh. The lilies. Two hours north. A woman's name Amelia had chased through a florist shop and a mailbox and a grocery store conversation with Hannah, and here she was a real woman, in a real house, with a real little girl on her hip, standing exactly where all those small lies had been quietly pointing the whole time.

The door closed behind her. Amelia stood there, alone in the coffee shop. Her hand slipped into her pocket. Felt the vial. Cold. Smooth. Deadly. She pulled it out and held it up to the light. Two drops. That’s all it would take. Her phone buzzed. A text from Penking. Where are you? Her stomach dropped. She typed back. Went for a walk. I’ll be back soon. The reply came instantly. You have ten minutes. Or I’m sending someone to find you.

“You must be tired. You should rest now. The maid will escort you to your room.” Amelia nodded and stood. “Good night, Mom.” She kissed Seraphina on the cheek before walking away. The maid followed, carrying the gadgets they had gotten for her. Amelia glanced back. Damien’s back was to her, still on the phone. That strange connection still lingered. She sighed. Maybe it was just her wolf reacting because he was handsome. But even if she hated to admit it… Aiden was still finer than him. She shook the thought away. Why was she even comparing them?

Mya opened the door for Lydia before stepping into the front seat and driving off. Finally, her boss was out of her prison. Mya gave one last look at the estate, feeling happy for Lydia. Almost immediately, Lydia's phone rang. [Done?] "Hmmm." Though Lydia sounded casual, she had to admit that Alec's rugged voice tickled her heart, making her belly knot with butterflies. "It's too early for your temptations... I'll text you my address." Lydia sweetly spoke, causing Mya to almost scratch the vehicle against a pole. Damn!

In some of these underground locations, he carried discussions about illegal-I mean legal- transportation of his oils. To my right, I caught the musky scent of old novels. Quite attracted to the familiarity it brought, I skimmed my fingertips over their spines, unaware of the dust bunnies that followed. I sneezed, recoiling my hand. Rubbing my nose, I looked overhead at the slightly skewed hung-up portrait. I noticed the three people I hated the most and cursed at them before shifting my gaze upwards. Master Thelowar hung planets and stars he had made of fabrics. They were called some weird-ass scientific name that I don't care to remember. Through overarching windows, he carefully positione

Amelia as always was taking notes in her small notepad sitting in her lab. I begin going through the plan for the future homes that they wanted me to take care of, I present them the way that I was planning to build the homes I could see them agreeing to it. My mind keeps wandering to Amelia as I can smell her sweet caramel perfume almost filling the room. When I looked at the guest I asked them what they thought about it.

Amelia tried to shake off the thought and went back to eating their dessert which is her usual strawberry ice cream. After eating, Amelia was escorted by Damian to the library before he went and called Alfred to discuss something with him. “Alfred, I need to talk to you,” Damian said as he closes the door of the library. Amelia caught a glimpse of Damian’s grim expression a second before he closed the door. She turned her head and picked out a book to read, trying to ignore the thought in her mind. ‘What is going on?’ she thought as she sat down. A few minutes later, Helga noticed something wrong when Amelia sighed deeply.

“You must remain here to protect the people in case they launch a surprise attack. I will be back for the hunting game tomorrow.” He looked like he wanted to argue, but he knew better than to push me when my mind was already made up. His jaw tightened, and after a moment, he sighed hesitantly. “Okay, Alpha.” Amelia came back almost thirty minutes later. “What took you so long?” I groaned, unable to hide my impatience. “It does not matter now. Let’s go,” she said. She took my hand, and the next second, she teleported us to the throne room in the witches’ kingdom.