Amelia Head Novels & Stories

Amelia leans closer to me and whispered to my ear. “Sky, it’s so…. hot.” Her voice is barely a whisper. I grab hold her hand and true enough, she is indeed burning hot. “We need to go right now before it gets worst.” Her eyes are now filled with fear. “It will get worse than this?” “Is there a problem Ell? You look sick.” All eyes are on Amelia and I am proud as to how she masks her discomfort with a perfect smile. “Yeah dad, I’m fine. I’m just having a slight headache.”

“Mom, we just want to talk to Amelia. Everyone’s watching, and it doesn’t look good. Let’s go inside and talk.” “Oh?” Amelia, who had just walked back outside, was dressed in black pants and a white T-shirt, with a baseball cap on her head. Her eyes were dark and beautiful. “What do you want to talk to me about?”

Amelia,is an inexorable person,she can't be easily convinced,with a very tough mindset to mingle with. It's Fine, if you say so,sweet. I stretched the cup of hot chocolate to her. Mmm…,I love you Veronica, you're as sweet as the your hot chocolate. Thanks. Few hours later we got dressed on a black two piece hoodie, Amelia was wearing wireless headphones,that's what you get from a music fan. We both stood by the mirror glaring at our suspicious dressing,I furrowed my brows on seeing my appearance. Amelia, I don't think this is a good idea,her countenance changed,but I don't care.

Amelia said shaking her head(clinch teeths) she cover her eyes and just feel the drive, if she keeps her eyes open she sure would yell out her lung with the way she's driving like mentally unstable person. T.B.C

“Too grown.” Amelia wore a long blue dress. Her hair was braided with small white flowers. She moved through the crowd, greeting everyone. She laughed, hugged the old women, and danced with the younger ones. The whole pack loved her. She was kind, just like her father. And strong, like both of us.

Amelia was just standing and innocently stare at Arnaldo asking for help. You can see on Amelia's face with a lot of suprise, she is wondering what was going on and it was visible to her that she fear what Sandra is doing. Because she is very sure that everyone on the mansion must have heard every word that Sandra told about her. She bowed her head down while Sandra continued to scream and did her little drama of non-stop crying. Amelia's eyes look so sad, her eyes are very red. She couldn’t looked in Sandra's face while continued crying. Her head continues to bend down.

A perfect Luna suggestion. Maybe Amelia really was ready for this after all.

"You look spectacular! Amelia smiled, walking elegantly in a pair of heeled sandals while showing off her legs. She hugged Helena, who quickly fixed a lock of her hair. "I love the cut. " Helena commented, smiling lovingly at Amy. "I've always wanted it cut. " Amelia confessed. "Barth always got furious when I talked about cutting it like that. "Well, darling. He can't stop you anymore. " Helena said as she hugged her from behind, resting her chin on her shoulder as they looked at Amelia's reflection. "He can't." Amelia agreed, smiling at Helena. "What about that necklace?" Helena asked curiously. "Alex gave it to me." She replied awkwardly. "But as soon as the dance is over, I'm going to gi

I hurriedly advanced through the door’s threshold, and one of the maids approached me. “I thought that you wouldn’t go back here anymore, Miss Celestina Villarama…” she worriedly said, which made me tilt my head sideways as I don’t quite remember who she was. “Have you already forgotten who I am? Come on, I’m Amelia, the leader of all the maids in our pack,” she introduced herself. I nodded my head twice to acknowledge that I remembered her now. “Where’s Alpha Siege? I heard that he’s currently not here, but I wasn’t informed of what he was doing,” I asked, curious about what the alpha does during these kinds of times.

Everything felt surreal. Amelia swallowed painfully. Then she spoke. “The person you think is the enemy…” She coughed. Hard. Blood appeared at the corner of her mouth. Isabella panicked immediately. “We need an ambulance.” “They’re coming,” I said. But Amelia shook her head. “No time.” Her grip tightened. “You are looking at the wrong person.” My pulse jumped. “What?” She looked directly into my eyes. Then said words I never expected to hear. “Richard isn’t the mastermind.”