Amelia Hart Novels & Stories

As I stepped inside, I could feel eyes following me. But I kept walking. The message had said noon. It was five minutes to. The lobby smelled like jasmine and polished wood, and the sound of soft piano music echoed from the corner. I scanned the room, my pulse spiking when I saw her. Amelia Hart. She sat in one of the velvet chairs near the window, legs crossed, a cup of coffee in hand. She looked exactly how I imagined she would — pristine, poised, like she’d stepped out of some expensive perfume ad. Her blonde hair gleamed under the light, and when her eyes met mine, a slow, satisfied smile curved her lips.

I don't understand when she talk I feel like my heart beat racing and wind catch its speed like it calling me to wake up my friend name is amelia she is perfect girl. she Carring,full of energy, her cooking is unmatchable , she is loving ,cute and bueatifull. she is the girl you can't resist and want to get married amelia:- hi I want to ask something me:- what is that you look so serious tell me did something bothering you amelia:- my father is rich you know that right. and he searching man for me me:- that nice so what happen

It reminded me of the ocean I saw every morning when I looked out of my condo back home. Amelia Hart. Reddish brown hair in a chignon, big blue widening and constricting as she watched me all night. Even when she'd stumbled into the music room, a trap I'd set for my father or his beloved fiancee, her gaze had been the same. Piercing, acute, inquisitive.

he says a little too condescending for my liking, but I let it go. I’m incredibly panicked. This is the first time I’ve left my Pack for any amount of time that wasn’t related to a crisis of some sort. I’m going home with Colby. I can’t wait to see his Pack, meet his family, and especially meet Amelie. I have some gifts for her, that Colby helped me pick out. A purple elephant – she collects elephants, and she loves the color purple. And a little necklace with an elephant on it. From what Colby has told me this will be her first big girl jewelry. I can’t wait to see her little face.

With that, Amelia rushed off in her red dress and stiletto high heels. I dropped the towel I was using to clean and stormed out of the room where the party was taking place and went outside to the garden where there were very few People hanging out. Yes indeed, my name was Adrianna Richardson, and I was the daughter of Mirthon Richardson, the Alpha of the Mid-East pack. He has two daughters. Me and Amelia. And a son, Steven. Of all three of us siblings, I was the one detested and for no good reason I could say. But I've come to accept that now.

But even under these circumstances, she still wanted to look at Liam. At that moment, she was truly convinced that Alex was right. She had fallen for him! If she didn't love him, she wouldn't be willing to endure such humiliation and neglect! Amelia recognized that woman at a glance. She was Liam's new love interest, who was all over the news. She was the second young lady of the Lancasters—Hannah Lancaster. However, in reality, many people were focusing their attention on Amelia, but Amelia didn't realize it. She had come with Liam. Even though she was neglected as soon as she arrived, she was the female companion whom Liam came with. No one would overlook her!

she explained with her head bowed down. Amelia cleared her throat "you don't have to worry I just came in" Amelia said going to the vanity table. The lady's head turned to Amelia in wonder, with the car and guards she came with earlier Chelsea thought that she must be a spoilt heiress of some affluent family. She watched Amelia's back view, she really had a great figure. "I'm Chelsea your manager". Amelia reapplied her lipstick before facing the lady behind her. "Amelia Hart" Amelia stated to see Chelsea in shock.

Harriet turned to Amelia “that we couldn’t maintain any communication and now you show up on my door step - not that I’m complaining- but something had to have happened...” Amelia sighed, trying to think of a way to explain everything to her mother. Maya was in awe at how young Amelia looked sitting cross legged next to her mom. The fierce woman who had been forced to be so strong for years in front of her kids looked so scared and innocent right now. “Is it Vermont again?” Harriet questioned staring her daughter down “when are you going to leave him Melia, I’ve told you he’s bad news. People have been saying all sorts of-“

Mandy Zimmer smiled after Ray Hart had left. “Aunty Reyes, Amelia. You’ve met a nice man today that did not care much about this, don’t do it next time.” Amelia Garza and her family disdained her for a whole day. She barely had a chance to retaliate. Amelia’s face was as dark as night as she gritted her teeth. “Mandy, my husband’s still a thousand times better than your filth of a husband even if he isn’t Ray Hart’s friend!”