Amelia Natasha Mga Nobela at Kwento

"How old are you, little Lady?" A genuine smile appeared on her lips and she came closer, blushing, "I'm five! My name is Alisha, by the way! What's your name?" "Oh, so you have the name of one of the founders of the Caspien Empire," she nodded, proudly. "My name is Natasha Nicholai-" wait, what? I gulped, covering my mouth with my hands. What is happening? "I…"

Then Natasha leaned back, smiling faintly. “You’re very composed,” she said. “I try to be.” “That’s good,” Natasha replied. “Because this world… isn’t kind to people who aren’t.” Amelia didn’t respond. She didn’t need to. Natasha stood slowly. Walking around her. Not too close. But enough to feel like pressure. “You should be careful who you trust,” Natasha added. Amelia turned her head slightly. “I don’t trust easily.” “Good,” Natasha said softly. “Because people aren’t always who they seem.”

Not one of them knew how much she had sacrificed for Damian. The sleepless nights. The abandoned scholarship abroad. The endless loneliness inside their mansion. Amelia swallowed quietly and stepped closer to the VIP section. Then she froze. Her breath caught painfully in her throat. Standing beside Damian was a woman dressed in red satin, her hand lightly resting on his arm as she laughed softly at something he said. Vanessa Cole. The daughter of one of Vale Corporation’s investors. But Amelia barely noticed Vanessa’s face. Because around her neck— Was the diamond necklace Damian had personally placed around Amelia’s neck on their third wedding anniversary.

She is a cheerful and brilliant girl, so smart and energetic, a bright future alpha that we had to raise as a human, because my daughter was too afraid of losing her. 24 years ago, I was ready to give the position to the next alpha, my son, Damian Stephan. He was a strong alpha and a top notch warrior. In the night of alpha ceremony, an army of hunters ambushed us. They threw several wolf's-bane smoke bomb to weakened us, and kill the most of pack member who were present in the ceremony. Where were the guards?

She said. I don't know if I should tell her my real name. "My name is Bethany."I managed to say. "Thats a nice name ,unlike mine its manly."She said . "Its a nice name ,I can call you Christy." "I never thought of shortening my name."She said smiling. "So Let's be friends."she added. "Sure."

She can't let the vow be complete. The crowded Hall burst into a feat of confusion. Alex face showed nothing but disdain and anger fulled with impatience. “What?”He asked looking intently at her.. Luna Mitchell stood up abruptly, shocked at her daughter's outburst. “What?” “No..”Emmaline said sternly but calmly. “I refuse to be wedded to an Impostor, Thief, Enemy and Murderer！”

The feeling was good, but there was no way she was going to confess how she felt with his hand over hers. " Mom and Zeke," she sighed, taking a gulp from her magaritta. " What's up with them?" "For starters, mom wants me to get a man, fall in love, and get married. And Zeke somewhat agrees to it." The 27-year-old lady said Alyona inherited her mother's remarkable beauty, with entrancing eyes that reflected her own. Her tall, curvy shape was complemented by a beautiful olive complexion, which added to her allure.

Sylvia assured her friends. "I'm done here. It's better now," Amelia said as she moved to the next person. "What's your name, pretty lady?" Clara asked. "I'm Amelia." "Well, make sure to attend the annual hunting event," Amelia felt warm as she smiled at Clara; someone had finally invited her. "Well, make sure to attend in your maiden uniform," Clara added. Amelia smiled, hanging on thin air after hearing that. "I'm not a maid, I'm Adra—" "Amelia, please help me size the fire I lit to warm some water in the kitchen."

“Are you sure? That it was Tatiana? As in, your mother, Tatiana?” Delilah stepped forward, fury and fear crashing in her eyes. “I know my mother, Damon. I know what she looks like. I’ve seen her picture on Giovanni’s desk. I saw her enough to recognize her anywhere, and I know that it was her. She touched Lysandra’s face like she. like she was hers. She was here to claim something that would morally be more dangerous than good.” Sienna didn’t say a word as Delilah spoke. She looked away from her, she looked away from me. She was completely lost. I saw it in her eyes.

It was so relatable, so identical to my story, that I couldn't help but feel sympathy for her. "There's something I need to tell you, Lessia," Sonia started, almost abruptly and immediately. "Kian had someone he was totally in love with before now. I wanted to keep this to myself, but it seemed I have no choice but to tell you." This wasn't the first time I was hearing about an ex girlfriend, so I paid a lot attention. "She's the daughter of a very powerful Alpha," she continued. "The Alpha of the Storm Pack. I believe this is the reason you're being attacked."