Amelia Head Novels & Stories

The man rose his head up from his phone to meet her emerald allures, "your drink." She looked away, focusing on pouring the drink into the tall glass cup on the table in front of him. "I would like to know...was the money later refunded, miss?" Amelia stood upright, her eyes locking onto Alex's face. She had caught glimpses of his features before, but now, with the soft lighting of the lounge illuminating his chiseled features, she was struck by his sheer beauty. Her gaze lingered on the sharp angle of his jawline, the way it seemed to be carved from marble, and the piercing intensity of his heterochromic eyes – one light brown, one blue – that seemed to see right through her.

Rory’s finger hovered over the wiki link, wondering if he was ready to go down the rabbit hole of his brother’s girlfriend. But curiosity killed the cat, and satisfaction brought it back, so he clicked on it. Amelia was a model, a very stunning model. She had a curvy figure, and she was just as tall as Harvey, not taller, but she reached his shoulders from the pictures he saw of them—though she was on heels. Without them, she was still tall. She had high cheekbones, which were just right with her angular face and sharp jawlines. She had long, always dyed hair in blonde and any other color. Defined brows, full lips, and perfectly contoured makeup.

She decides it's a good idea, she finishes the water and grabs more then goes into her room to undress to join her Dad in the sauna. She grabs a towel and wraps it around her nubile body. Amelia is a college freshman at the nearby university, fortunately, she had excellent grades through high school and received a full scholarship. She is 19 and very fit having been a swimmer for the school and every chance she had growing up. She has straight Black hair to her shoulders, a smooth caramel skin tone with deep brown eyes thanks to her Latina mother.

The whole room is decorated cream and gold. Amelia closed the door behind me and I was too busy in looking around the room. " Who are you? And how do you know me?" " You are Albert Maverick daughter right?" she ask me. " Yeah, but how do you know it?" " Aisling, did you forgot about me. We were in the same class in school." she said and I tried to run my brain cells as fast as I could to remember her. Finally, I remembered her she was in same class as me Amelia Dawn a highly skilled omega. She wasn't so talkative back then and always kept her mind in studies. She was a brilliant student .

Edward looks at the burning fire and decides to throw it at the fire. “Nooooooooo!!!!, the queen shouts in pain as the crown approaches the fire but it is caught before it lands in the fire, Edward stops and looks, the queen is also shocked and so is geri. It was Amelia’s hands, she struggles to her feet and now they can clearly see her, she had been lying helplessly next to the fire and now she is holding her queens crown with one of her hands, she feels so much power running through her and knows this was her perfect time, she smiles at the queen. The queen cannot allow this to happen, she looks at Amelia who is thinking of putting the crown on her head and quickly jumps to catch her hands

he was delighted to see that his master and young madam is now going to be staying in one room. Amelia sat down in front of the dresser with Maisy at the back, brushing her long, wavy hair that reaches to her waist. "Madam Lia, your hair is really beautiful," Maisy said. "That's because you took care of it, Maisy," Amelia said. "Oh, Madam Lia, I don't deserve such high praise from you," Maisy said, acting dramatically. Someone knocked on the door. Helga opened it and Alfred came in, with a lot of people behind him carrying Damian's clothes and other things.

They scurried in various directions. By the time it was afternoon, Amelia was sitting in her room, anxious as hell. She was wearing a pale blue silk gown that accentuated her curves and covered her breasts completely. Zaila made her wear blue sapphire earrings. She had tightened a braid that coiled at her nape. “You look gorgeous, my lady,” said Zaila, mesmerized at her beauty. Amelia gave her a weak smile. She wondered what would happen during lunchtime? Would his kin like her? Her mind was confused.

I was never even a massive fan of the holiday anyway, but Claudia and Amelia are joining us this year so I suppose that's something to be celebrated. I turn the corner and crane my neck to find Amelia, and it takes me a few moments because she's wearing a yellow beanie on top of her head. She's examining a couple of different mixers when I finally catch up to her, a Harrods bag already in her hand. Turning towards me, she smiles brightly as I catch her off guard and immediately walks over and into my arms.

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.

Getting inside the room, Alex saw Amelia lying on the bed and manipulating her phone while looking innocent like a dove. Seeing the innocent and docile look on Amelia's face as she was manipulating her phone, Alex scoffed inwardly while staring at her. 'Who would have believed that this was the same woman who looked like a dragon earlier this morning and who had also beaten Claudia up to the extent that she decided to break up with me and run away from the Pack?' Alex thought inwardly while staring at Amelia, who was still busy manipulating her phone without even turning to look at Alex, who had been staring at her for some while.