Amelia Watson Novelas e Histórias

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."

Not only had that skank Amelia gotten Matteo’s love, but she had somehow managed to become a Hawthorne heiress at the same time too! She was effectively as powerful as Emmeline now― no, Amelia was actually more powerful, since she was older. Not to mention she looked just like her missing Aunt Elaine, who was Horace Hawthorne’s favorite child. Emmeline howled into her hands as though she was nothing more than a wounded animal. Her fingers scratched her cheeks. No, no, no! Amelia had everything now! A knock came at the door. "Leave me!" Emmeline screamed, her voice hoarse.

Yes, she was her favorite whore, but it's over, Damian must change, and he better start without trash like her. “Why don't you just resign yourself and leave me alone?” Amelia walks seductively, touches my shoulder. “You don't want to end up like my daughter, Abigail.” She surrounds me to the point that she whispers in my ear, with a gloomy and chilling voice, “Dead.”

Things had begun to change. It was nothing major yet but the changes were obvious and it made the Alpha happy. She smiled. He was changing towards her but she was not falling for anything. So long as her plans were working fine, she had no troubles. She stepped into the bedroom and kicked off her heels, unzipped her black gown and stepped into the bathroom to have a quick shower. "Amelia." She called from the bathroom just as she was done showering and was wrapping the towel around her. She remembered that she had not seen her. Amelia was her new personal maid and it was none other than the girl who had been brought into this pack as a captive.

Somewhere out there, Elena was sleeping soundly, unaware of the storm that was about to hit her. “Enjoy your peace while you can,” Amelia whispered to herself, her voice laced with bitterness. “Because soon, it’ll all come crashing down.” She turned back to the bottle of whiskey, pouring herself another glass. Tomorrow, she would start digging, looking for anything she could use to break Elena apart. And when she found it, she would finally get what she wanted which is Damien, without Elena standing in her way. For a moment, she thought about the consequences, about what would happen if she failed. But then, she shook the thought away. Failure wasn’t an option. Not anymore. She raised her gl

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.

"Hey, your clothes!" Amelia shouted at Alexander. Seeing that no one came back, she sighed and entered the room. Werewolves have strong self-healing abilities. When Amelia came back to take a bath, the hurt was almost completely healed. At this time, she had time to think about everything that happened to her today. Everything was too dramatic for her. She first found out that she and Olivia had the same mate, then she was rejected by her mate. After that, she ran into the forest and was attacked by a rogue for no reason, and was rescued by a handsome man named Alexander.

Amy Waltson couldn't help crying, "Because she was pitiful, she was born with such a serious illness, and... she was also under house arrest. Even if the child she gave birth was not the second brother's, she is also a person. We can't do that. Third brother..." "Shut up,"Wills Watson exclaimed in deep annoyance, "Do you know why I treat her this way? Have you ever asked me? Who allows you to make your own claim." "I..."Amy Waltson looked down, "Will you tell me if I ask?" "Amy Waltson, why didn't you go to the United States, why did you stay here to sabotage my plan, do you know what you did, what did Cathelina Bright do?" Wills Watson 's tone was not good, looking at Amy Waltson 's eyes, n

Amelia's POV The sunset has always been a marvelous sight to behold. I sat outside the four walls of my hospital room and looked at the view that threatened to take my breath away. It brought back memories of when I would lie on the grass and listen to my mom talk about her youthful age to me. I miss those little conversations we used to have. Thinking about her brought a tear to my eye and I almost did not notice the pale woman walking towards me. She fell to the ground where I was sitting,looked up at me and started a conversation. "So where are you from?"

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.