Amelia Pond Novels & Stories

Amelia's glance went to the table where a wedding ring shone in the glow of the candle. For an illusion, the flame seemed very real. She felt that if she reached out, she would feel its heat. And yet she was sure it was a dream. She suddenly felt dizzy from the potent mixture of knowledge and confusion swirling through her. She knew much about Katherine, but was aware she hadn't completely taken on this new self. Inside she was Amelia Smith, the second daughter of Sandra and David Smith. That was why she was sure it was all a dream. She must have read all this in one of the historical romances she couldn't get enough of, or maybe seen it in an old movie, and now her subconscious was recallin

he says a little too condescending for my liking, but I let it go. I’m incredibly panicked. This is the first time I’ve left my Pack for any amount of time that wasn’t related to a crisis of some sort. I’m going home with Colby. I can’t wait to see his Pack, meet his family, and especially meet Amelie. I have some gifts for her, that Colby helped me pick out. A purple elephant – she collects elephants, and she loves the color purple. And a little necklace with an elephant on it. From what Colby has told me this will be her first big girl jewelry. I can’t wait to see her little face.

Amelia said glaring at Robert. "Amelia!!! Why are you badmouthing me in front of my mate?" Robert asked. "I am not badmouthing you, I am only stating the obvious, just like you clearly stated that I am not the owner of the house,” Amelia said in a singsong voice. Then she turned to Alicia and said, "would you like to help out in the kitchen? that way you would meet Shirley, Zane's mate,”

Amelia's POV The sunset has always been a marvelous sight to behold. I sat outside the four walls of my hospital room and looked at the view that threatened to take my breath away. It brought back memories of when I would lie on the grass and listen to my mom talk about her youthful age to me. I miss those little conversations we used to have. Thinking about her brought a tear to my eye and I almost did not notice the pale woman walking towards me. She fell to the ground where I was sitting,looked up at me and started a conversation. "So where are you from?"

Rather, he will claim that "I am abnormal." I now know why he is here, as usual, to remind me that it's time I forget about my first wife and move on. "Look, you must take Amelia Jackson as a wife. "I will only have her as my daughter-in-law." "Why Amelia?" I asked. "You know who she is?" Who doesn't know Amelia Jackson, the famous movie star who had mostly male fans because of the kind of role she plays? I didn't say that so loudly for Grandpa to hear. He would only want me to watch things that would help the company and strengthen our secret Mafia business.

The makeup did little job highlighting her beautiful face features with a nude lipsticks which complimented her pink lips . Her pearl shaped crystal earrings dropped from her ears shimmering in the dark as Lugard drooled his mouth wide open as he stared at the beauty before him . The gown accentuated her curves perfectly , she clutched a purse and a purple fancy looking hand fan made from fluffy feathers . Amelia's hand was not exempted from the beautiful decor , she wore a purple leather glove slipping a silver ring on her index finger on the left . The artists assisted her to lift the gown as she came to meet her Master .

she began very smoothly, “I trust you have some good news for me; I find I have rather had my fill of bad. Kneeling in front of her, he rested his head on her belly close to her womb as if praying for her forgiveness. Mara and Dex did the same, and he saw that despite their compliance, they looked pretty uncomfortable. “My lady,” Lucas started, and despite the churning feeling inside him, his voice was level. “We have located her." Ema stepped closer, and she seemed to be genuinely interested in everything He was saying. “Go on. ” “Amelia is in Seattle,” Lucas said. “Currently, the lady in question works as an employee for Bookmark Haven, a bookstore." Ema let out a faint, satisfied giggle a

Sophia gasped, her voice trembling. The figure removed her hood, and there stood a woman they both recognized—Amelia, the woman from the journals. The one who had been tied to Lydia’s past, the one who had disappeared without a trace all those years ago. She was alive. “Amelia?” Ethan whispered in disbelief. “How… how is this possible?” Amelia’s cold eyes met theirs, and a slow, chilling smile spread across her lips. “You thought you were the only ones bound to this place, didn’t you? You’ve barely scratched the surface of what lies beneath.”

Amelia got up on her feet and made for a secluded spot on the beach. “Mummy! Mummy! Mummy!” Blake attempted to follow her but Brian stopped him, the boy overlooked his mother’s leaving and focused on building a sand man with Brian, his uncle. When she was out of earshot, Amelia let out a deep breath and punched on the receiver button. “Why are you calling me Leo?” Amelia literally screamed at the phone. “Hi Amelia.” Leonard said politely. Amelia’s agitation dwindled. Leonard didn’t sound as hostile as she did so she felt ashamed for addressing him that way but she wasn’t going to admit to that.