Amelia Bennett Novels & Stories

I help set her straight on her feet. “Please tell me that jumping was not the plan?” I clutch my chest with one hand and keep a firm grip on her with the other. She’s back on the ground, but my blood is pumping after that. Copyright ©️ 2025 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions “No, I just like the adrenaline rush of hanging on the edge. It helps me think and focus. My name is Amelia, Amelia Benedict.” She holds out her hand and I shake it. “It’s nice to meet you Amelia, I’m Aurora Montgomery. Now, let's go and you can tell me about this heartless playboy and I can tell you about my crew of gold diggers.”

We didn't stand a chance. The fury bubbled inside Caroline, her mind racing. The fact that Amelia was alive was a burner, but knowing she was alive and living under the protection of such a powerful and influential Alpha, like Kaelan, made her blood boil. Caroline had thought she'd crushed Amelia's spirit once and for all. Here she was, rising like a phoenix, now at the hands of an Alpha so much more potent than Jackson. She clenched her fists as her mind went to work quickly on how she could recover from this. So Amelia thought she could escape and live happily ever after. Well, she was terribly wrong.

A sharp ache spread through her chest again. Amelia closed her eyes tightly. No more. She couldn’t survive loving him anymore. “Miss?” The taxi driver spoke gently. “We’ve reached the address.” Amelia looked outside blankly. A small apartment building stood ahead. Old. Simple. Nothing like the luxurious life she once lived. It belonged to her college friend, Sophie Bennett. The only person Amelia trusted enough to come to tonight. She paid the driver quietly before stepping into the rain again. By the time she reached the apartment door, her entire body was shaking from cold and exhaustion.

I grunted under my breath and, to fight the urge, spoke up. “The party’s still going, Mrs. Harper. I’m sure someone’s already looking for you.” Julian’s face popped into my head, and though I hated it, I wanted to hear what she’d say. Amelia sighed, and I turned to her, finally taking in her appearance without the distraction of that assistant, Lucas Bennett, she’d been waltzing around with earlier. She wore a black gown with a wide opening at the back, partially covered by her wavy, deep brown hair.

she says in a low voice. Despite her willingness to help, I haven't informed her about the mission or her part in all of this. Amelia is right, she is just here for me and I don't think she will like her part but it's the price she has to pay. This is an attempt for her to redeem herself, for knowing her father's plot to bring humans into my territory and not informing me. "The Alpha King requires pure blood, so you will be the bait," I tell her truthfully. She is also a beautiful woman, so I am sure she will be a good distraction.

Cheers on your achievement! Greetings and thanks for joining us!" Stella grinned from ear to ear. Laughter filled the venue. Despite Dickson's subdued mood, he maintained a courteous smile amid the numerous guests. Amelia donned a sophisticated white fishtail dress crafted by a renowned Parisian designer. Adorned with a diamond-encrusted crown, matching top-tier jewelry on her neck and wrists, and a dazzling diamond ring on her finger, she exuded elegance and grace, resembling a radiant jewel herself.

Amelia is a great singer and she always participated in contests but she is refraining to do so this year. Then the bell rang and we started to move out of the washroom. But, I saw Melissa walking in, so I asked Amelia to go ahead as I stayed in the washroom. "Good morning, Tessa." Melissa greeted me melodiously. "Good Morning," I replied cheerily as I noticed a chain in her neck and immediately recognized it. "You know, Alpha Alex has a very similar chain," I told her, contemplating her expression. A smile touched her face as she replied, "It is his," and I raised my brows in surprise. I was not expecting her to say that.

Stella sneered. "Okay!" Amelia said and rushed down the stairs. Stella stood for a while at the door, looking at Amelia's physique from behind. She had accessed Amelia from her head to her toe in order to guess who she was and she came to a conclusion that Amelia isn't a maid because of how Amelia dressed. Amelia had worn one of the new bodycons Sarah gave to her; the dress fitted her perfectly revealing her shape. Stella went in; Dylan's room. She felt really jealous.

"It's just me and my siblings." Bastian moved closer to her, "I see so what do you do for a living?" Amelia looked down as the prince was standing too close to her, "I and my sisters sell ice fish at the market." Bastian stared at her in shock, "what? What did you say? You are a fish seller?" "Icefish," Amelia replied. "Who cares what type of fish it is?" Bastian screamed in anger. Amelia shook in fright and moved backward. Bastian acted as though he wanted to throw up, "are you saying I fucked a stinking fish seller? Why did you lie on my bed or let me touch you?"