Amelia Free Rein Novels & Stories

Because if it didn't, if he never learned what she'd discovered, what Lars had confessed, what she was planning, then all of this, all the pretending and manipulation and staying in this nightmare, would be for nothing. She touched the ring on her finger. Twisted it so the diamond faced inward again. Her small rebellion. Her reminder that no matter what Lars believed, she would never be his. The letter was out there now. Moving toward freedom. Toward Carlos. Toward hope. All she had to do was survive long enough for it to matter. Amelia returned to her room and continued playing the role Lars needed her to play. The devoted, confused, slowly warming mate. But inside, she was planning a war.

Outside, the afternoon sun was bright, almost too bright, but it matched her mood perfectly. “ Mel! ” She barely had time to look before Stella bumped into her, wrapping her in a tight hug. Amelia laughed, hugging her friend back. “ Finally! ” Stella said, her voice full of relief and triumph. “ Finally! We can rest for a while! ” Amelia grinned, “ Of course! No more waking up with red eyes and caffeine jitters. ” Stella pulled back, still holding her shoulders. “ So, how do you intend to spend the semester break? ” Amelia shrugged, though the thought of having free days ahead of her felt like a gift. “ I don’t know… sleep? Eat? Sleep some more? ” Stella tapped her finger against her lips d

"Tomorrow is the big Two and Six, and thankfully, it’s a Friday. That means no 'I have a big meeting tomorrow' excuses, Amelia. We are going out. Real food, real drinks, and zero talk about work. We're just having fun." I laughed. "Okay, okay! I hear you both. I surrender. No work talk, I promise." "And I hope you do not have any plans with your CEO boyfriend, because you are totally hanging out with us tomorrow." I chuckled. "Well, no I don't." "Good," Brianna smirked. "I’ve already picked out your outfit in my head. Something that screams 'I’m young, successful, and slightly dangerous." "We’ll see about the 'dangerous' part," I teased. "But I'll be ready. Seven?"

I was tired of arguing and just wanted to escape them both. Caleb blocked my path, grabbing my wrist painfully tight. "You're not leaving until you apologize to Sheena!" "Let go!" I cried out, struggling against his grip and desperately wishing someone would help me. Just when I was about to lose hope, Caleb suddenly released me.

To answer the questions that were raised in the minds of the readers, yes I'm working on a sequel. A sequel was always the part of the plan and my idea was to leave the readers to a cliffhanger to get them excited. But a lot of the readers were being critical of my decision, which is completely understandable. 'Set Me Free' was not revised so sorry for the typos, I will try to mend my mistakes as much as possible. The sequel is called 'Am I Free?' the book sheds light on what actually happened to Daniel Robinson, if he ever gets to meet Isabelle Davis. Most importantly the sequel gives the much awaited ending. Hope all the readers will enjoy the sequel, I'm still working on it but here is a

She had a Glass of champagne in her hand. Smiling like she had everything in her life figured out. The smile was so carefree that Amelia felt a pang of jealousy deep within her core. Then she loaded another image and it showed Another angle. It entailed the Freedom captured in photos that Amelia wasn’t supposed to see but yet it was flaunted flamboyantly towards her. Then the main texts came. “Thank you for taking my place sweet sis.” Amelia’s breath caught slightly before she opened Another message and she could feel her resolve cracking one by one.

I said, fisting my hands. "From today. I, Amelia Thorne hereby reject Alpha Colton Silver as my mate and my Alpha and as the father of my pup," I said. ‘That’s more like it,’ Nyx agreed. ‘Now what next?’ I looked ahead into the darkness. “We leave the pack… tonight,”

_________ Damien POV Amelia's dimples displayed on her face as we all hugged her goodbye shows me how happy she truly is. She is very open minded, only having marked out three things. As soon as she and Logan left the house to take her back to her apartment, I went to my room and thought about how lucky we are to have gotten someone like her into our lives. She is a gift. The way her face twisted in melancholy as I explained why I can't participate in blood play tinged my heart. She is so innocent, so easily letting her emotions slip. Over the next few days, as all texted in the group chat, making me miss her even more.

“I’m tired, Retta. I want to go out, I want to be free, I want to see the sun. I have been kept here like a prisoner, for long. I don’t want to be here anymore, I don’t care what Maddox does to me at this point.” Lauretta’s face contorted into a frown. “I’m afraid for you, Lessia. Maddox might be nice to you, right now. But we don’t know how long he’d be like this. What if he decides to hurt you for disobeying him?” She had a concerned look on her face as she spoke. I stood up from the bed and began to pace around the room. Lauretta was right, but I needed to find a way to go out without Maddox stopping me. I was tired of being his prisoner. The only difference now was he treated me differen

Reluctantly, Leo walked toward the doorway, hugging his toy elephant tight. Amelia turned back to the cleaner, her mask dropping. Her eyes burned cold, her voice razor-sharp. “You think exposing me will make you rich? No. It’ll make you dead. Do you know who I am now? Do you know the power I hold?” The cleaner scoffed, though her hands trembled slightly. “Power or not, the truth always comes out. People will finally see the real you.” Amelia stepped forward, her tone controlled but lethal. “No, they’ll see a nobody some greedy cleaner selling lies she can’t even back up. And when they start asking questions… when the wrong people realize you opened that file… let’s just say, you won’t be ali