Amelia Bones Novels & Stories

Lee Amelia had always known she was different from the rest of her pack. At sixteen, she was the youngest of her group of friends and had yet to experience her first shift. Her wolf blood ran thick, but her human form was different from theirs in many ways. She was heavier, her curves more pronounced, and she wore glasses to see clearly. Her hair, a chestnut brown, cascaded past her shoulders in unruly waves, a stark contrast to her friends' sleek, glossy locks. Despite these differences, she had believed that the bonds of friendship they'd forged were unbreakable. But that illusion was shattered as she stood alone in the heart of the Forest of No Return.

It has been 5 days since I last saw Amelia, she didn’t come to the office, I don’t have her phone number nor did I receive a call from her, it’s a pleasure working with you I said as I stood up shaking hands with a new investor in my company. It’s currently 3:30 in the afternoon, I walked out of the office and straight to my car, I drove off to Amelia house to check up on her, upon reaching her house I saw her boyfriend with that her friend from the club holding hands walking into a shop, they seem too close to each other, I drove off to the house, I knocked on the door but no answer, I was about to head back to my car but my instinct told me something is wrong, I opened the door, it was not

Amelia shook her head. "Oh my, now that I need to see." "You will in time sis." I pulled out two black dresses and a purple one after. They were more for formal events. Although I had a good bit of clothes already I liked having options. At the bottom of the box were two shoe boxes for tonight. I looked at the size on one and set it on my pile then handed the other to Amelia. She set the silver dress and shawl over the back of the chair and opened the shoe box. Inside were a pair of silver open toed strappy looking heels. The heel was only three inches so it wasn't that big of a deal. The straps had sporadic rhinestones on them to just make them sparkle a little. She looked at me and smiled.

Her palms skidded against the smooth hospital floors, creating a squeaking sound while her knees fell to the floor with a heavy thud. "Hey!" Amelia exclaimed. Emmeline let out a tiny sob. "Why... Why did you push me, Cousin?" Amelia stared down at Emmeline’s fallen figure, and let out the longest sigh of her life. Really? There was no audience, but she still had to put on a performance. Emmeline should have gone into the entertainment industry. Her skills were wasted as a socialite. "I did not push you, but you should probably get a doctor to check your bone density," Amelia said dryly. "Falling like this from a simple brush is unnatural. Now get up and stop embarrassing yourself. I’m embarr

Amelia As Logan and Derrick keep discussing their further plans, suddenly I get dizzy. I reach out my hand to steady myself against the wall and stumble, fearing I might collapse. However, Logan is there and he catches me before I fall, his face etched with concern, “Amelia, what’s wrong?” Logan asks, voice rushed and laced with panic. “Alpha Logan, she must feel weak due to blood loss. Miss Amelia did donate more than other healers and on top of that, she’s also pregnant. It’s only natural she feels weak and light headed,” Doctor Bailey explains.

Amelia stood before Alpha Gideon, her father, her fur shimmering under the moonlight like silver silk. Her eyes, a piercing shade of amber, reflected the wisdom of her spirit, while her sleek coat, a blend of charcoal and snow, spoke of her lineage as the alpha's daughter. Her father noticed she was wrestling with her thoughts. “Are you okay?” “Yes, father.” “I'm okay but nervous, father.” “I can't believe you've grown so beautiful. It's a great evening, Amelia.”

Name: Amelia Maria Black Lockwood (Mel) Age: 27 Job: CEO of Lockwood Event Planing (event planner) Physical description: long wavy brown hair, oval shaped face, curvy figure, pointed nose, full pink lips, almond shape emerald green eyes, 5’7 ft tall. Personality description: Confident, careful, dedicated, adventurous, friendly, funny, ambitious

Stabbing a knife inside the other person's abdomen from behind, I rushed toward the other person, not giving him a chance to react. Trying to cut off his neck, I watched as he slowly dodged it and positioned himself to strike when I side-kicked him and hold him by the neck. Smiling mischievously, giving me the look of a devil, I twist his head forcefully to the other side. Uhm…..! I pushed his dead body to the floor before walking inside but the sight in front of me cringed my bones. Amelia is seen curled in a bar of silver when hanging naked. My fists curled into a ball form, I tore my gaze away refusing to look at her body. Her bare skin was covered in bruises and injuries with dry and fle

The back is almost entirely open, the lace framing bare skin all the way down to the base of the spine. My mother draws a breath. Maeve Callahan says, quietly, from her armchair: "that's the one." Siobhan makes a sound that is approximately "I knew it" in a single syllable. I put it on. I stand in front of the mirror for a long time. %e lace is intricate and dark, the red so deep it reads almost as a threat in certain light. The train pools behind me. The back is bare in a way I've never allowed myself to be in public — not because I was ashamed, but because I was

Like getting to the root of the sponsor of the attack of their liv The letters they needed to dispatch, to neighboring packs. The elders they needed to consult. The strategy they needed to ensure that there was no casualty. They needed to double security Amelia made sure she looked her best today, so that she could seduce him. She wore her hair down, applied light make-up to go with it. She wore a yellow floral gown and beige sandals, with a small black bel Stiles noticed her unusual attention to her profile this morning "You're dressing up for my brother." He stated like he was discussing the weather