Amelia Shepherd Actress Novels & Stories

“ I always watched her talk about him and you could see and hear the pain in her voice, the love she held for him but ever since she watched him die all of her everything changed “. The pain she felt could only be described and known by her, her love for a man was much to bear more like an obsession, who could have thought that it would break her to this point. Any way it can’t be new after all first love cuts deeper and he was her only love. Brenda stood up slowly and walked towards Amelia’s private room, she stood in front of the door and glanced at the figure on the bed through the rectangular glass on the upper front if the door. Amelia’s face looked so pale and colourless that you would

Rieka mused and let a small chuckle before she bursts out laughing again. "Ugh! get out." Amelia palmed her face and groaned before she picked the pillows, throwing them at her. "Get out." She groused. * * Amelia walked out of the castle heading to the garden, it was evening already, just in time for her dinner with Ana. She was currently heading there, dressed in a yellow floral gown with flip flops. Her blonde hair was packed in a messy bun with several stands falling down her face. She walked in a garden with a smile plastered on her face, as she sighted Ana standing beside the table, with her back to her.

Amelia my darling don’t you think it’s time everyone especially Liam finds out the secret you have been hiding from him,your time is up Amelia. L

" Do you think I am a fool? Be honest, why are you here? And where are the rest of the people " Amelia pursed her lips, stirring a drama in her eyes and creating that crying expression on her face and lips. " I...I don't know what you are saying. There was no one here when I came. I haven't eaten anything for two days, I was starving and anything I could think of was finding something to eat legally. How...how could you hold a sword at a poor woman's neck and threaten her as it is something she isn't even aware of...", She started crying for real there. Surely, she was someone to not shade tears on any occasion and was pretty emotionless, but faking tears and crying was something she could a

I think I know she’s lying, and my brother is telling the truth. Alexander turned my head to look at him. “What are you doing? You’re not supposed to threaten her like that. She’s already scared enough. Can’t you do something to help her?” he whispered to me. I whispered back to him, “You don’t understand what I’m trying to do. Just watch and learn, big brother.” Amelia immediately went on her knees. “I’m not trying to lie to you, Your Highness. I’m telling you the truth—I am the spy.”

he muttered, finishing typing his report. I began to pace around the room. “Amelia is an actress. They paid her a hundred grand, and I'm guessing this was her biggest role so far,” I strained through my teeth. “They got her the nurse job, convincing the hospital staff that she needed it as practice for her next role in the movie. That is why we saw her actually being around the patients.” “Fuck, they're good.” Leo leaned back and blew out a breath. “But what about the documents in the monastery?”

Because if it didn't, if he never learned what she'd discovered, what Lars had confessed, what she was planning, then all of this, all the pretending and manipulation and staying in this nightmare, would be for nothing. She touched the ring on her finger. Twisted it so the diamond faced inward again. Her small rebellion. Her reminder that no matter what Lars believed, she would never be his. The letter was out there now. Moving toward freedom. Toward Carlos. Toward hope. All she had to do was survive long enough for it to matter. Amelia returned to her room and continued playing the role Lars needed her to play. The devoted, confused, slowly warming mate. But inside, she was planning a war.

And there, slumped in the corner against the cold metal wall, was Sienna. My wife. Her head was drooping to one side. Her breathing was slow and wrong. She looked like someone had drugged her. Her eyes were closed, her hands lay limp in her lap, and she didn’t have her shoes on. Then the camera flipped, and I saw Amelia’s face filled the screen. I had seen many versions of Amelia’s face over twenty-three years. The pouting child. The difficult teenager. The smiling, careful young woman who had learned to perform love without feeling it. But this face, this face, was none of those things.

Amira said “I’ll do as you say” Anna said “Tell me a little about yourself Anna” Amira asked “Queen Tara bought me from the Vartell village (Amir’s kingdom) Anna was from Edinburgh but was captured by the vartell warriors during a war between Edinburgh and Vartell villages. “My master sold me to the queen and since then I’ve been in Odeon. I’m glad she bought me and I’m happy here” Anna said On hearing Vartell kingdom Amira stiffened and appearedpalce on her face.

She asked. "Yes, she is in the office." I answered, then grabbed her hand and pulled her in. "Amelia," Felix called then got to her feet when she saw her. Amelia smiled widely and went to her, embracing her. "Felix, what brings you here?" She asked softly as I laughed softly. She really was an amazing actress. There was no way she had no idea that Felix was in my office. Not only did she have amazing instincts, she had amazing senses which were better than mine.