Amelia Hart Novels & Stories

“Obviously something he does not see in you, since we are here.” Amelia is furious. Her face turns bright red and she starts to half turn. She brings out a knife and I gasp. Slowly she starts circling round me like she is hunting a prey. She then screams loudly at me , it looks as if she is a bit unhinged almost like a rapid dog . “I am meant for him! He is mine! This is a decision made in blood vows by our parents, it can’t be undone! If I cannot have him, by the Goddess, no one else will!”

She hugged Elina briefly and followed that up with hugging Claire and Charlotte. Amelia. Elina was so glad Amelia was going to be all right. There was no changing the things that had happened to her, but now, at least, she could begin the healing process. “She is wonderful with children, isn’t she?” Elina mused. Amelia had been used by Darkness. Her sliver hadn’t lain dormant, He had actually directed her to spy on and harm those within the compound. Elina had told her she wasn’t responsible. She was a victim.

"Very well, your grace. If you must, then I shall accompany you." Amelia shook her head gently, her voice laced with a sense of solitude. "No, Abigail. I will go alone." The room bore witness to the silent exchange between maid and mistress, a bond of trust and understanding that transcended words. As Amelia began to prepare herself for the day, slipping into a delicate morning gown of soft lavender, she knew that the path she had chosen was not without its risks. The oak grove held secrets, and the duel that awaited Dane was a pivotal moment in their journey. Amelia's determination burned brightly, fueled by her desire to reshape the narrative, to unveil the truth, and to honour the memory

It's Amelia, her eyes wide with fear from the scene before her. I barely spared her a glance, I had perceived her scent but thought Ophelia would keep her away. I place the plier on one of his nails, pulling it out, Griffin's scream fills the room. "You fucking asshole," Griffin curses under his breath. Amelia rushes forward, trying to separate us but Enzo grabs her by the arm. "Let go of me," she yells at Enzo trying to break free from his grasp but Enzo doesn't bulge. She turns to face me, "Stop this, Atlas!" she pleads, tears streaming down her face. "He knows something about my mother, you can't kill him."

Bella “I thought she didn’t have long left?” Aiden asks as everyone stares at me. “I hear her.” I mutter, pointing to my head. “It’s weak, but I hear her. Linc hasn’t fed from her, he’s been feeding her, letting her recover.” “Would someone like to share who Amelia is?” Eli asks. The light catches his blue eyes as he stares at me. “Amelia Carrington.” Aiden replies. “The girl who went missing as a kid. Linc has her as a hostage.”

he said and Emma found his words funny. She was at risk already, in fact, she was a risk bearer because she was the Alpha, and not to add to the point that she is the organization’s main target. Then Emma remembered her plan with Lincoln, Chloe, and David. She had to let the organization know that they had won in breaking her emotionally, she didn’t need Caleb’s acceptance.

she said "But I'm not, I want to get rid of this child, I'm not ready to be a mother and there's no way I'll give birth to the child of my captor" Amira said "My lady, with all due respect speak no more. You will be just the perfect mother for this innocent child. Do not punish the child for the sins of the father, besides your wedding is just by the corner" Selina preached

His brows furrowed at the glass, but he remained silent and unwilling to look at anyone else in the room. Amelia stood before I could address anyone. She was clad in bright red, lips and all. But a small piece of black netting nestled in her braided her. Her own sign of mourning, but a sign of something else as well. There was no stopping Amelia, even when she had lost someone dear to her. Mourning came second to the wishes of this court and the future of our species.

we greeted. Alex stood from his chair to welcome us before offering a chair to sit on. “Join us, Amanda. I am glad you decided to come.” Yeah, because I thought Sebastian was going to be here. That liar! Why would he even invite me? What a messed-up game. Elena spoke to Ana for a few seconds before she disappeared into the kitchen. I watched the bag she was holding. “Broken glass,” Diego interrupted my thoughts. “Did someone get hurt?” I was a little preoccupied.