Amelia Shepherd Novels & Stories

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.

she explained with her head bowed down. Amelia cleared her throat "you don't have to worry I just came in" Amelia said going to the vanity table. The lady's head turned to Amelia in wonder, with the car and guards she came with earlier Chelsea thought that she must be a spoilt heiress of some affluent family. She watched Amelia's back view, she really had a great figure. "I'm Chelsea your manager". Amelia reapplied her lipstick before facing the lady behind her. "Amelia Hart" Amelia stated to see Chelsea in shock.

I don't understand when she talk I feel like my heart beat racing and wind catch its speed like it calling me to wake up my friend name is amelia she is perfect girl. she Carring,full of energy, her cooking is unmatchable , she is loving ,cute and bueatifull. she is the girl you can't resist and want to get married amelia:- hi I want to ask something me:- what is that you look so serious tell me did something bothering you amelia:- my father is rich you know that right. and he searching man for me me:- that nice so what happen

She decides it's a good idea, she finishes the water and grabs more then goes into her room to undress to join her Dad in the sauna. She grabs a towel and wraps it around her nubile body. Amelia is a college freshman at the nearby university, fortunately, she had excellent grades through high school and received a full scholarship. She is 19 and very fit having been a swimmer for the school and every chance she had growing up. She has straight Black hair to her shoulders, a smooth caramel skin tone with deep brown eyes thanks to her Latina mother.

He winks then the two of them head off down the street. I watch as Amelia sashays like a runway model. She missed her calling, she could have been an incredible model, and she’s certainly built like one. Tall, thin, and long flowing medium brown hair and dark brown doe-like eyes, she looks every bit the type who would grace the cover of Italian Vogue. Instead, she went to college and became a veterinarian of all things. She has her practice after taking over her father's when he retired a couple of years back. Ryan has tried to get her to marry him, but she insists that she is happy with being domestic partners.

"Dylan wasn't happy about your disappearance but we scaled through. We are happy now and I hope we would be able to do everything we can to make you happy too." She kissed her hair before murmuring. "Sleep well." Amelia left the room and headed to hers while Jenner opened her eyes as her tears dropped. She was surprised at how Amelia had changed so much. She didn't look like the same Amelia she left behind. The girl was shiny and dressed classic now. Before Amelia was no different from a maid, a suffering malnutritious maid. Now she looked like a fucking rich goddess. Just the shoe she had on screamed money, her bag and hair do. She was a totally different person now. Her gown was one of the

At least, she could see Alex again at the banquet. His injuries were not yet healed when she quietly left Doom City alone, and she was very worried. Taking advantage of this opportunity, she could look at him quietly. Thinking of Alex, Amelia felt that her peaceful mood rippled again. Then the ripples turned into huge waves, churning in her chest. Amelia closed her eyes and shed tears silently. The celebration party of the Pack Alliance finally arrived as scheduled. On this day, Amelia put on a silver hip-packed dress that Jason sent.

she replied, cutting off the mind link with a sharp, decisive thought. The idea took root in her mind, growing and festering like a poison. Amelia had always been cunning, always able to manipulate situations to her advantage. She knew how to play the part of the devoted follower, the loyal companion. But beneath that exterior, she was ruthless, willing to do whatever it took to achieve her goals.

"Now, calm down and finish your soup here." Finish what now? Amelia could only gaze at Hector in a mixture of hurt and disappointment. She never would've thought that such a disgraceful truth was the reason behind his objection to Stephanie and Adrian's relationship. That was when she recalled her dead mother. Maybe her mom never knew about Hector's betrayal until the moment she drew her last breath. "Do you seriously think I can't dig up the identity of the woman in the photo?" Amelia tapped on the woman in the photo. "This is Tyler Grover's mother, Martha Alston!"