Amelia Bedelia Pdf Books Novels & Stories

Caleb’s POV Amelia was reading in bed, a frown marring her perfect face. The lamplight warmed her dark brown skin, glinting off the shimmering gold she wore across her high cheekbones and the metal beads dotting her cornrows. She was beautiful. I wouldn’t be able to find a single flaw on her perfect face even if someone was holding a gun to my head. I’d grown to care for her, to rely on her, to love her over these past three years. She was the right choice. The only choice. I couldn’t be stupid enough to risk what we had for a feeling.

Amelia screamed. “Keep reading,” Nate said. She flipped the page. It had all the stuff he loved about her, including the things she did to annoy him. She flipped to the second page. Which said how much he liked her butt. “Very funny,” Amelia said. Nate smirked at her reaction. She kept flipping the pages. The book was full of things that made her laugh. She finally reached the final page of the book and paused. Her heart started to hammer against her chest. She felt like her whole world was spinning.

Amelia picked up the Cinderella book and started reading it for them. When she finished the book, she looked down at her babies who were sleeping peacefully hugging each other. Amelia covered them with a blanket then kissed their heads softly. She switched off the light and put the dim light then left from the room. She entered the kitchen and started washing the plates. When she was done, she took a water bottle and she came out from the kitchen. She entered the living room. and sat down on a couch. Taking the remote she switched on the television then started changing the channel. When the business channel came her eyes stuck on the headline.

"The book looks appealing to the eyes until you touch it." Amelia's eyes widened in horror and she quickly stepped back. She remained like that as she was too afraid to touch anything. "Why do you have such a dangerous book in your library?" She asked Cara. "I don't know, it belongs to Alphaeus and I've never bothered to ask him why he has such a book," Cara said nonchalantly. 'Tsk,' Amelia hissed under her breath. Cara returned holding a gigantic book and she found Amelia still rooted to her spot.

The stairs are to her right and she climbs them, leading to a small walkway that circles the room. Dragging her hand beside, she brushes the tips of her fingers against the paper-covered books. Each book on the shelf is wrapped in a thin, tan type of paper with the title and author written on the side. Bella reads the binding covers until she finds a book that stops her in her tracks. The book that just so happened to have been her mother's favorite book in the whole wide world. The Old Man And The Sea by Ernest Hemingway. Bella lifts the book, flipping open the cover. She flips to the first page and reads the first paragraph. The second paragraph had always been her favorite part of the boo

I wondered how Jackson would be able to explain it all to him. “This is your room my lady” the maid said. I glared around the magnificent bedroom, it was definitely nothing like the maidens quarter. “I’ve prepared your bath ma’am and also some dry towels, there is a neat, pressed dress placed on the bed. Alpha Jackson wants you down for dinner. Just tell me if you need anything else” Bella explained, letting my eyes notice everything she had mentioned . “No thank you, this is enough” “And please address me as Amelia” Bella scoffed, dunking her head lower

Now she felt nothing but hunger. Not for food. For control. For revenge. For him. Amelia pressed her hand against her chest, feeling her heartbeat steady and strong. “They took my baby,” she whispered. “So I’ll take everything from them.” Her smile returned. Slow. Twisted. Unhinged. Somewhere deep inside her mind, the last piece of the old Amelia screamed in fear. But her voice was drowned out by something far louder. Something darker. Something that had already tasted blood, and wanted more.

One week after the incident at the old kasil. Amelia felt her stomach ache a little. She was now three months pregnant, and although it wasn't big yet, it was already protruding. "Amelia, you'd better rest a lot for a while because you look so tired," Elara said with concern. "Okay." Amelia closed the book she had gotten from the oracle's room. Amelia left the reading room, the woman walked to the room next to Anya's.

“We need to destroy it before they come and kill everyone to get this book back.” Amelia groaned, squeezing her eyes as she tilted her head to the side as if she was having a headache. “Hey, are you okay?” I held her arms. “My ears are ringing. The book is too powerful for one person to have it, and it’s whispering at me.” “What does it say?” “That book knows everyone’s weakness, and it will offer you something you can’t resist.” She grunted every word out. “Fuck.” Dread filled my chest. “It said that someone can tell me how to find my real parents,” she added.

“You’re not sleeping… you’re good?” “Yeah. Just reading. I’ll sleep when I’m done.” Camellia smiled faintly, her eyes still shadowed. Amy gave a tired nod. “Alright, Cami… goodnight.” She drifted back into slumber, leaving Camellia alone with her thoughts. ******* Morning came too quickly, the two girls were up preparing for the day. Amy bubbling with energy as she persuaded Camellia to come to the restaurant with her. Camellia who was feeling strangely lighter after her night with the book, agreed without much protest.