Amelia Novels & Stories

Bran said, Elex bowed and said,“ Greetings, Alpha King Theon” Bran glanced at Amaria, walked towards her, and asked,“ And who might this fair maiden be? ” as he takes her hand and planted a slight kiss on it. Amaria had an uncomfortable look on her face as she slowly removes her hand from his and bowed,“ Greetings, my name is Amaria” Bran had a confused look on his face as he squinted his eyes, and said,“ you look very familiar”, Theon put his arm around Bran's shoulders and pulled him away from Amaria,“ I think you have done enough, Bran”

Alpha Alex laughed. He backed away a little but came back immediately. "Sandra, you do not need to come at her that way. She's someone very important" Sandra didn't back away, "If she is so important then who is she?" Amelia was shaking in her boots. The woman before was beautiful and not just that, she was the daughter of a beta wolf. She was miles off her league. Amelia felt herself looking down at her feet and her dress, she was becoming more self aware.

When Amelia heard the door opening , she raised up her eyes and her eyes fell into a beautiful girl , though she had the features of their parents but they didn’t look identical and she felt really grateful for that . The girl looked at her and didn’t even hesitate to hide the hate and the jealousy that she had in her eyes . She had blonde hair , blue eyes and the perfect body of a model , though she looked gorgeous but Amelia knew that she looked more gorgeous regardless of the fact that she had been in jail for the past five years , she still managed to look good . “Hi, “ Amelia whispered, tryin

I stepped through the side door, my flashlight catching a scatter of oil drums and old rigging ropes. And there she was. Amelia. Sitting cross-legged on an upturned crate, phone in hand, purse slung at her feet. Her hair was pulled back too tight, a neat braid like she thought being tidy would save her. “Adrian,” she called, voice echoing. “Brave of you to come yourself.” I stepped closer, careful not to show the disgust crawling under my ribs. “Brave of you to think you’re worth the effort.” She laughed — short, sharp, like glass shattering. “You know, I didn’t want this. I really didn’t. But you made it so easy. Always so busy protecting your perfect Eliana,

Alpha Torin inquired, eyeing Amelia like she was nonexistent. “Her name is Amelia, she’s human and she used to know who Freya here is. Said she is a hunter who was sent here as a spy, to seduce you Alpha into lowering your defenses. She was sent by the hunters, my Alpha.” Luna Athena declared impeccably. Freya couldn’t believe her ears, her gaze shifted from Athena to Amelia, and she caught that triumph look sparking in her gaze. What had she done to deserve this from who was her childhood best friend?

“Wow. This just keeps getting better.” Amelia blinks, finally noticing me. “Oh! I didn’t realize you had company.” She offers a dazzling smile, the kind that probably gets her anything she wants. “Hi, I’m Amelia. You must be one of Damon’s… associates?” I raise an eyebrow. “Something like that.” Damon clears his throat, stepping slightly between us — not protectively, just strategically. “Amelia, this is Ava Hayes.” Recognition flickers in her eyes, faint but there. “Oh. That Ava.” Her tone dips with polite curiosity. “The one from the papers.”

ALEJANDRO STUDY ROOM ~ SPAIN Amelia’s voice dropped, almost a whisper against the heavy silence of the study. “But I can’t do it alone.” Alejandro, who had been leaning against the doorframe, straightened. He nodded slowly. “Who do you need?” “I need Ariana,” Amelia said, the plan solidifying as she spoke. “She was a forensic accountant in blackwood company before she resigned. She sees patterns in chaos. I think clearer when she’s with me. We can dissect this.”

Amelia didn’t respond to her immediately. Instead, she walked calmly toward Adrian. “I’m sorry for the sudden intrusion,” she said politely. Adrian looked between her, Charles, and the officers. “Amelia… what exactly is going on?” George nodded in agreement. “Yes, madam, we would like an explanation.” Amelia sighed softly. “Actually, that is exactly why I’m here.” She turned and briefly looked at Shantel, whose face was already burning with anger. “This woman,” Amelia continued calmly, “is Shantel Moore.”

The restaurants are busy with people getting their coffees for work. I pull into the parking lot and head towards the old building. The large wood doors were hand carved, and I always appreciate their beauty. I look around the room filled with rows of many books; old and new. I am looking for the librarian, her name is Amelia, she had been a very close family friend for years. She is also a very powerful witch. Amelia has the power of telekinesis, which means she can move things with her mind. She should be able to show me newspaper articles that are not available to the public.

He shrugged, already losing interest, more concerned with whether his stegosaurus could beat a T-Rex in a race. Amelia turned back to face the windshield, her hands very still in her lap, her heart going faster than the moment should have allowed. R. Marsh. The lilies. Two hours north. A woman's name Amelia had chased through a florist shop and a mailbox and a grocery store conversation with Hannah, and here she was a real woman, in a real house, with a real little girl on her hip, standing exactly where all those small lies had been quietly pointing the whole time.