Amelia Shepherd Novels & Stories

After being rescued by a man named Ben Wilson, Amelia followed him to Germany and eventually worked her way up to the position of vice president in his company. When Wilson Group's operations were hindered overseas, and they wanted to shift their focus back to New York, Amelia volunteered to return to New York as a pioneer, which led to the creation of "One Closet." Leo quickly skimmed through the information and then clicked on the page about her personal life. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened it, he was stunned. The header of the page read, "Amelia Smith, female, unmarried, currently has two children: a boy and a girl. The boy's name is Liam Smith, and the girl's name is Ella Smith."

"I don't have any idea where she is. But I can assure you that she's still building her army of hybrid?" "Why? What's her purpose from all of this anyway? What will she get from this? As a former Alpha and her sister, you should know what she wants," Val questioned, seeing that she also wanted me to talk to Sarah to make her mentally defenseless. So that she could find the answers to her questions. Sarah chuckled bitterly. "Amelia is not really my sister. She's——She's the Phantom's long kept secret." I frowned. "What do you mean she's not your sister?"

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.”

After work, Amelia left the advertising studio. Alex came over right after Amelia returned home. "Amelia, I heard the female celebrity called Ava got beaten up. I saw a video online of the person who beat her up. It looked a lot like you. Was it you?" Amelia nodded. "I didn't think of beating her up at first. She was the one who provoked me." "Well, you should have beaten her up anyway!" Alex scorned. "She's just a mistress that breaks up the relationships of others. By how she flaunts, does she think she's Liam's wife?"

Somewhere out there, Amelia was tucking a child into bed, laughing over dinner, living a life she was never meant to have. And Ethan Liam— A man I had never crossed paths with directly—had unknowingly stepped into my chessboard. “You should know,” Lisa added carefully, “she didn’t look afraid.” I laughed softly, humorless. “Amelia was never afraid.” That had always been her most dangerous trait. “She’s building something,” Lisa said. “Whatever this is—it’s not temporary.” I turned back to her, my expression hardening. “Then we dismantle it slowly.” “Mother—”

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.

“Too grown.” Amelia wore a long blue dress. Her hair was braided with small white flowers. She moved through the crowd, greeting everyone. She laughed, hugged the old women, and danced with the younger ones. The whole pack loved her. She was kind, just like her father. And strong, like both of us.

Introducing myself, I smile as the she-wolf takes my hand in hers with a firm grip, a small smile on her face as she shakes it. "Amelia Farefield from Silver Birch. Also future Alpha.” The she-wolf Amelia replies, letting go of my hand to lean against a tree. “Sorry about tackling you earlier. I thought you were up to something because I caught you staring at my beta Grace Harvest at the clearing earlier. I am actually looking for her.” She continues, her eyes still watching me with some weariness. I smile sheepishly, trying to figure out who she is talking about. “What does this Grace Harvest look like?” I ask, running a hand through my hair and yawning. I needed sleep soon but I have a fee

She's never been in love with anyone but she could tell that the lady was in love with her Alpha just from her eyes, she stopped and stared at them trying to figure out what they were talking about from the movement of their lips, she was lost and didn't notice that Alexa has been staring at her. "She's Amelia, a good friend of Alpha Damien and her father is also a good friend to Alpha Damien and his mom, he's among the councils and he also takes care of matters that concern the pack. They are very good friends and you will get to see her often here at the pack house" Alexa tells her.

Amelia stood in front of her bedroom mirror, carefully adjusting the collar of her blouse. She took a deep breath, feeling nervousness and excitement bubbling within her. Tonight was the evening she would be heading to Ethan Sterling's mansion, based on his invitation. Sarah, her ever-supportive friend, had helped Amelia choose an outfit that struck a balance between elegance and comfort. She wore a knee-length navy blue dress that accentuated her figure without being too formal. She paired it with a simple silver necklace and earrings, completing the ensemble with a pair of comfortable yet stylish heels.