Amelia Shepherd Actress Novels & Stories

The YouTuber's expression froze in an instant, and when she looked at Amelia again, she was completely taken aback! But Master Leandro didn't know Amelia's identity yet. The YouTuber helped him by saying, "This lady is a well-known travel YouTuber in Arlington, with a kind heart and a powerful voice."

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, your precious legacy.”

She was tall, with soft, dyed blonde waves cascading past her shoulders, wide grey eyes, and a shy, dimpled smile. She wore a pale lavender sundress and white sneakers, clutching a small tablet to her chest. "Hi," she said softly. "I'm Amelia. The baby of the family." She gave Harper a small wave. "It's really nice to meet you, Harper. I've... heard a lot about you." Harper managed a nod, still reeling. Amelia's smile was genuine and a little nervous. She looked like she might apologize for existing if someone asked her to.

Amelia stood to her feet, she had shed tears and was about to say something when her eyes landed on Lydia who was standing by the door. Lydia gasped when she knew who the lady is. She is a famous actress in the movie industry. She could not believe that she was seeing Amelia Jackson here in the man's house begging to be loved. The lady was too graceful and beautiful, she was dressed in a blue body hug gown that was up to her knees and her straight blonde was let to fall on her shoulders. “You!” Amelia yelled, causing Lydia to flinch. She turned to look behind if there was someone behind her, but there was none.

Although not a top-tier beauty, she perfectly matched the current aesthetic of figure. "It's Amelia." Someone whispered beside them. Diana also recognized her. Amelia was an A-list actress. She had been in the industry for five or six years, maintaining high popularity, although her acting skills were often criticized. Despite ruining one role after another, she continued to get work due to her popularity and the backing of influential figures. That she would come to compete for this role made Diana even more certain that this idol drama had a considerable budget and production quality. Amelia stood in place, her gaze sweeping over the room before landing on Diana and Leah.

Rey gestured for Amelia to sit, they had been standing throughout her crying session. "So princess, what happened?" Rey asked, in a very soft voice as he took her hands in his while fixing his eyes on her. Amelia's eyes were red and swollen from all the crying but she still looked cute. Her lips were hot from all the crying so she licked them before speaking. "Well, I sneaked out of the house to go to the movies with Chelsea." Her voice sounding rasp. Amelia stopped for some seconds, as if to gather her thoughts together. She shook her head before speaking.

he happily stretched forth his hand which Amelia took without delaying. Amelia turned to Chelsea who was standing behind her "you are not my guard take your seat" Amelia said more like an order. Chelsea let out a weird laugh as she took a seat beside Amelia. "so Amelia I believe you've been briefed about your role? if not I can explain" Mr Mark said to receive a nod from Amelia. He cleared his throat "your character in the movie will be about a dominating lady, and so far I've heard only good comments about you from Mr Grayson he strictly told me that only you can have this role because it suites your character"

she informed Sasha. Amelia wore the tight, mini-black dress and paired it with black heels. She let her black hair lose. She was applying mascara when dressed like a poison ivy, Sasha walked back into the room. Sasha held her shoulders, sized her up and then picked up black kohl from vanity. She used her golden dust over her eyelids and then gave her a red hairband that had two red horns jutting out. “Are you mad?” Amelia shouted. “I am a twenty-five year old woman. Don’t make me dress like a teenager!”

“She’s fishing. That’s all.” “She doesn’t need to see everything,” I muttered. “All it takes is one slip, one half-truth, and she’ll twist it into something we can’t undo.” Amelia leaned back, her hands cradling her stomach. “You’re overthinking it.” “Am I?” I turned to face her. “Did you hear her? She was practically daring us to admit something.” “She always talks like that,” Amelia said. “Like she’s three steps ahead of everyone else. But she’s not. It’s just an act.”

“You drive me crazy. I won’t lie. But this doesn’t mean I’m in love with you.” “Of course not,” he said lightly. “Whatever you say, Queen. Just know you’re incredibly hard to resist.” She shoved him back, straightening her clothes. “Get off me, Alejandro. I need to call Ariana right now.” He laughed as she stepped away, buttoning herself up with frantic fingers. “Oh no,” Amelia muttered, staring at her reflection in the study mirror. “My hair is a disaster. The maids definitely heard something. I am absolutely walking out of this room in a walk of shame.”