Amelia Hololive Novels & Stories

“Really? You love to keep them too?” Amy, who was happy that she was sharing a hobby with the mighty princess, hurriedly replied that it was true. Amelia scanned her heavy clothes and nodded happily. “I see that you are also a lover of jewelry. I love them a lot” she commented, and she blushed. “Yes, I care about my appearance a lot, since I represent the Alpha anywhere I go” she responded, throwing a slight jab at Helena, who was in simple attire and adornment. “That’s refreshing”, Amelia added with a smile.

I compliment, and I mean it. Alpha Amelia has arrived in a plunge-neck split lantern-sleeve royal blue bodycon dress with ruching, Her golden blonde hair is pulled back and cascading with voluminous waves. Her turquoise eyes pop intensely thanks to the royal blue smoky eye and golden cut crease with rose gold lips. Her legs look toned and defined in five-inch pointed-toe silver glitter stilettos and give her a little extra height, which is needed to bring her up to the height of the tank beside her. “Thank you very much. Been so busy with training lately I’ve forgotten how nice it is to get dressed up, plus none of us has been to France before,” she smiles, “By the way, Valeria, this is my a

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 said, realizing what she had done. "I've been trying to get a chemistry major. I'm a new student, and I know nowhere." She explained, to which the girl just smiled. "I'm Alicia." The lady said, to which Amelia also smiled at her and answered. "I'm Amelia." "Come with me; I'll introduce you to the class rep. And we also have a class an hour from now." The lady said. Alicia is a pretty human with brown hair and dark eyes. Same height as Amelia, five feet eight inches.

Amelia opens the player and play the song with high volume. She was not into loud and pop songs; she loves to listen to slow and soothing music, but she need stop sleep now. God why her life is like this?

He stared in her deep blue eyes. Amelia continued, “Please accept me as Amelia. I have no recollection of Ilaria. I don’t remember how she behaved or how she lived or she was with you. I am me, and I love it. I want to be known as Amelia in your kingdom, by you. I want to hear my name rolling off your tongue and not that of Ilaria. It would only make me happier than I already am.” She looked at him with an ache that drove passion in his heart.

Each passing second without an answer stretched my impatience thinner, until it was almost unbearable. We sat on the balcony outside my chambers, overlooking the vast forest and the Olympic-sized pool below. Amelia was dressed casually—a denim skirt that skimmed mid-thigh and a dark blue crop top that hugged her frame. Her voluminous curls were braided neatly into boxer braids, accentuating the roundness of her face. But it was her eyes—those dull, grayish eyes—that immediately soured my mood. There was hesitation in them. Discomfort. I already knew. “Well… er—unfortunately,” she began, her voice faltering as her gaze slid away from mine, “Anna is still very much alive. Worse… she’s currentl

"Okay, Alpha Lorde. We separated and then I saw some fresh fruits on the ground and the use of Olive so I can't detect one's smell, the person is masking himself but luckily I saw a sharp object thrown in my direction, I had to avoid it and when I raised my head, my eyes became so red then I saw someone running so fast, I need to chase after the person. I ran as well to get the person when my phone rang, I didn't pick up and then a text came up on my phone, I brought my phone out trying to sniff the person I was running after when I saw a text that made me freeze," Amelia is missing."

Sweetpea asked to which doll replied, "Forget it. It doesn't matter what your name is. You will get a new name here.." "No my name is Amelia and I don't want to change it," Amelia said impressive and in a proud tone. The girls chuckled while a girl walked out from the washroom, she was the most naked out of all of them, she said to her, "Don't worry. It will become your daily life routine." "Who are you?" Amelia asked to which the redhead replied, "Jewel.." her lip was pierced so was her belly button. She wore a lace panty in purple colour, with stone only covering her nipples.

Amelia’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts and I turned to her with a small smile. She is ten now, and she has grown into a splitting image of Samantha. Her curly hair is braided in two fishtails down her back and she was wearing a yellow sundress with matching pointe shoes- she must have just finished with dance. I stood up from the basement floor and brushed dust off my trousers, “Are you okay?” She nodded, “What are you doing here?” “I was looking at pictures of your mum,” I admitted and an unreadable expression crossed her face, “Do you want to join me?”