Amelia Watson Novels & Stories

Selina added Amira walks out of the bathroom and Selina hands her the towel with which she dries her body with and she seemed to eager to see the gown which was made for. Just as Selina had described it, it really befits a princess. It was so beautiful and she was happy deep down that Selina's words may not be far from the truth and she wanted it to be so. She couldn't wait to put in the dress that was made specifically for her. Selena watched her as she admired the fabric and held onto it like she'd seen diamonds. She must be really happy was all the could come to the maids mind.

Amelia didn't want to turn back, but if she pretended not to hear, Jenny might whisper something in Alex's ear again and Alex would come after her again. She turned her head and looked at the two men coldly. Alex froze for a moment. Amelia was bright and beautiful with exquisite makeup. She always used to wear straight hair, or long hair pulled back in the head, but today her long hair permed into wavy curls, with exquisite features and a lustrous red dress. She looks like a genie in the dark as sexy and seductive.

“I'm sorry but I have to go.” “It's alright.” Vincent took to his feet. As she turned to leave, he caught her wrist. “Wait, I got something for you in the nearby city.” He whipped out a golden bracelet and calsones it around her wrist. “It's beautiful.” Amelia shook her head. “Vincent, this is too much. Consider this my gift to you to wear at the next mating ceremony.” Mating ceremony. Amelia has never spoken those words ever since the day she failed to shift into her wolf. They became a thing of the past and she swore never to attend anyone ever again.

Alicia couldn't complete her words. Amelia nodded, knowing what she was about to say. "Yes. The one I fell in love with but has a family." "I... I'm sorry." Alicia said with a low voice, to which Amelia just chuckled. "It's fine." She looked at Alicia before sighing. She decided to tell her about him, but she didn't mention her identity as being a werewolf. "I worked in his house as a maid because I needed a job urgently. And..." she explained while Alicia listened. How she fell for him. And how his first girlfriend, who had hurt him, came back.

“Because I’ve watched her. Every move she makes is about control. Every smile, every headline, every boardroom appearance it’s all strategy. The chaos she creates is never accidental. It’s leverage.” Damien looked at her for a long moment, his eyes unreadable. “You talk like you’ve got her figured out.” Amelia gave a faint smirk. “Maybe I do. Women like her don’t change. They only evolve.” He gave a soft, bitter laugh. “You talk like you’re any different.” Her eyes flickered, but her voice stayed even. “I am different, Damien. I don’t hide my ambition behind fake innocence. I don’t destroy people I love just to climb higher.”

A few days had passed and things seemed to be fine on Anamika's side, except for the discomfort of having another Smith spying on her. Meanwhile, Amelia could be seen marching up and down in the Wales' mansion with her phone in hand, dialing and redialing a number that wasn't getting answered. "Pick up your phone!" She chewed on her nails as irritation washed over her. Mrs. Wales who was walking down the stairs, looking all–dressed for business, saw her worried daughter and couldn't ignore.

“Besides, she has given a clear order that no one should interrupt, going against her will mean disrespecting her in front of the lycan.” Her last words did the trick and Arthur stayed put. “Give control back to Adelia!” Amelia ordered as she got up from the ground. “Make me!” the protector growled. Amelia slowly rose back up in the air. White flames suddenly appeared out of nowhere and shrouded Amelia. The protector’s eyes went wide with shock when she saw it. “The mystical flames!” she exclaimed. “How?” she asked. “I’m the chosen one,” Amelia answered. “Well, I’m much more than that,” Adelia said as she got over her shock. She then started controlling the rain drops into a ball and as soon

And we think she did it. I rise to my feet, my eyes wide and my brows shooting to my hairline. " What?!" Amelia was the name of the little girl Sirus had allegedly forced into the womb of a human woman. The last time I got information about her, she was doing well in high school and seemed normal. A human. No signs of being a shifter or hybrid. That was a few days ago.

“Please tell me that you are not referring to Sienna as your daughter.” “Do you see Sienna being a sharp wolf? As far as I'm concerned, she's nothing but an Omega. A smart and strong one I will admit, but that is all.” I said, staring down at the picture of the woman that I once loved before putting it away. “But yes, you do have a sister just as much as she does.” I turned toward her, the wicked smile stretching across my face. “She doesn’t know. Neither does Damon. But the girl exists. They have tried finding her for years before they passed away. Kael and Evelyn believed her to be dead a long time ago. They never bothered looking. And now… she will return.”

"I heard it clearly. It was as if I was there." "Tell me, Amelia. Has your eyes ever turned red?" She sat up and moved closer to me, bringing her mouth close to my ear. "I am not meant to tell you, but since you're Ander's wife I guess I can," she said, "but yes, my eyes turned red when I turned nine. Ander told me to keep it a secret." Amelia moved away from me and began to play with Rhea. I remained deep in thoughts, thinking about what she'd said to me. Amelia wasn't a werewolf. . .she was a Lycan, but that couldn't be possible.