Amelia Shepherd Actress Novels & Stories

Her face, which has already been ruined by tears was so contorted that she looked like she was about to kill someone. Amelia could tell that Layla was not pleased and she was on the verge of bursting from anger. She wanted to trap her with her kind-hearted act, to make her appear unreasonable in front of Oliver, right? But she was not the same Amelia she had been some few years ago. She will never allow herself to fall into someone's trap again. She turned around to enter the lift. "Sis, I…" Layla did not let go of her hand. She seemed as if she wanted to say something but she started to sway.

Amelia chuckled and pressed the number for her floor. ‘He’s so cute.’ She thought to herself and rubbed her arms, she could still feel his muscular arms wrapped around her. Amelia Scott was a famous celebrity in Country B. She had released a lot of famous songs since her debut years ago. It could be said that she was successful in her career. At 28, she was worth a few million dollars but she didn’t do well in the relationship department.

“Oh, really? Strange, because you look exactly like her. Same pretty face, same delicate little frame. And the Alpha King? Oh, he’s been pining for her for years. So forgive me if I find it hard to believe you just magically appeared out of nowhere.” “I don’t know who you’re talking about,” Aria said, her tone firmer now. Amelia laughed coldly, the sound sharp and biting. “Oh, don’t be ridiculous. You’re Layla. You might have everyone else fooled, but not me. I see through whatever pathetic game you’re playing.” Ace, sensing the tension, tugged at Aria’s hand. “Mama, can we go?” he whispered, his little voice shaking. Aria placed a protective hand on his shoulder and glared at Amelia. “I don

he inquired, his voice full of hope. Amelia’s face eased as a small smile formed at the corner of her mouth. “I’ll just say I have my motivations,” she uttered, vaguely, letting her eyes tell a tale of uncertainty. For a moment more, Robert watched her silently, his mind once again overloaded with doubts. "If I am going to do all this, I’d appreciate the truth," he said, his voice resolute. Amelia sighed and continued, her gaze determining as she was ready to finally tell him the truth about her identity. "Very well," she sighed taking a deep breath. “Hi, I’m Amelia O’Neil , and I’m Stephan’s fiancée.”

“Is she, like, an escort or something? Since when is Amelia involved with these kinds of people?” I had no idea. Amelia had always been the boring one, the one who stuck to her books and worked to death. The thought of her brushing shoulders with someone like Liam and showing up on a stage with a celebrity made no sense. And yet, there she was, laughing, smiling like she didn’t have a care in the world, enjoying herself in a way I’d never seen. And for some reason, it made my blood boil.

she said this time and I laughed for a moment. "I'm sorry." I had never imagined her as broke, but then, a boutique. She was able to purchase clothes for herself and our maid. Her new sister, something she calls the young woman. "So, you saw Scarlett," I started after a short while. "Yes, I did," Amelia said, looking at the screen of her phone when it beeped. "I saw Scarlett in real life." "What does she look like?" I was eager to know the recent development, if she has grown bigger or smaller.

I didn't understand what was going on yet, Alex just showed me his phone and he hadn't said a word to me. The next person I could see was Amelia. I was literally stunned to see her, what the heck was she doing there?” She stood there, dressed in corporate outfits. Her hair was messy, her eyes were swollen like she hadn't slept throughout the night. “My name is Amelia Lawson. I am the wife of Lawson and I cannot stay quiet anymore. Everything happening to Lawson's son, Jayden Lawson isn't what it looks like.” Amelia said as my heart started beating faster. “What is this?” I muttered.

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 yelled, and I laughed, seeing amelia she wear a secy short dress with a slit too high which is her normal fashion style, her lips in a dark lipstick, my mood ligten as I let my guard down for a moment hugging her. Adrian’s hand didnt touch me anymore giving him a breath of relief I could never think properly with his touch distracitng me like a temptation. Amelia stares at him “I must say you look so handsome, if only people knew your rotten soul.” she said smiling at him with a fuck you look and as usual Adrian just shrugged it off “well Amelia, I bet you wouldnt have given a single fuck about my soul if i was one of your night stands.” I hit his shoulder and narrowed my eyes.

When she saw Daciana’s appearance and reaction, she was able to deduce that she was either Damon’s fiancée or his wife. Amelia attempted to study her dress and she couldn’t help but be a bit surprised. Her alluring and tight-fitting dress would definitely make a man want to approach her. She wore a red, tight-fitting, armless gown, which exposed her smooth, white, and slender legs. Her cleavage was exposed, almost giving a view of her voluptuous jugs of hers. A pair of black shoes to match up. She also wore stockings and she looked so hot. Her blond and curly hair added to her beauty finished with her blue eyes. She looked perfect. Amelia was still dazed about the dress and she had some susp