Amethio X Friede Novels & Stories

Rafael said happily. I just smiled and then sat in the front chair. My mouth dropped open when I saw the food on the table. Shrimp. Crab. Fish. Mussels. "What is with the pure seafood?" I asked wryly. "Post celebration of our monthsary" smiling, Xenoah replied to me. I was caught off guard so he could see the redness on my face. He chuckled and reached my nose to pinch. I'm always caught up in his movements. Tsk.

He looked back towards Rhyland and reached into his duffel bag, pulling out a small bottle of something. “She will need these every morning when she wakes up and every night when she goes to sleep to help with the pain.” My mouth curled up in distaste and Rhyland must’ve noticed it. “I think I have a better idea Doc.” A mischievous gleam in Rhyland’s eye caught my attention and the doctor seemed aggitated at that but blew it off before leaving the room. When the door shut behind him, I looked towards Rhyland. “What’s that ‘better idea’ ?” I asked and he just shrugged before walking over to me. His hands gently ease down on either side of my legs as his face became inches from mine.

Aramide whispered in a low tone as she put the glass of whiskey that she had been holding down. “I’ve got some info on what happened to Mercedes.” Aramide perked up at that, her forehead creased as she anticipated the bad news. “So, was it bola?” She asked in a monotone voice. “Yes,” Efrain responded. “I knew it! I knew that Witch was up to something!” Aramide spat and turned around, almost as if she was trying to hide her expressions from Efrain. She was just so fed up and tired of it all. “that’s not all though-“

"No. It's just..." "Cut it, the two of you. Take this and infuse it into yourself. You probably need something to calm you down." Ameira prevented them before it took the situation ugly, giving her the medicine kit that only belongs to her. It's medicine to calm her moods. Probably her illness is starting to manifest itself.

"You knew Lindsay was already in the hospital! You knew she's severely allergic to mangoes, and you still deliberately sent her a mango mille‑feuille! You're holding a grudge and trying to kill her!" I froze. A mango mille‑feuille? When had I ever ordered something like that for her? I laughed in anger. "Do you think I'm stupid? Why would I use such an obvious method to hurt her, then just wait for you all to catch me?" "If it wasn't you, then who was it?" he roared. "The dessert shop's order clearly lists your name and phone number!" He slammed his phone in front of me, bellowing, "Wendy, you've truly disappointed me!"

I replied, brushing off the dirt off my clothes. Alex's expression softened. "It is. But understand that it isn’t solely your burden to bear alone. We’re here to support you at all times." His words, though simple, carried the weight of truth. The pack's unity was our greatest strength, and I was beginning to feel that bond deeply. --- The hours passed by quickly, and the night’s hue darkened deeper. I sat by the fire, catching my breath from the spar. Maya approached me, her presence as gentle as usual. She gave me a cup containing herbal medicine, the steam rising in the cool wind.

“ I am sorry, I promise I wont leave you alone again.” “You better not or else I will karate chop your head.” Amelthia said while hugging back and making Felix chuckle. Felix looked down at her while smiling “Do you even know how to do that huh??” Amelthia heard his chuckle and looked up at him and she froze because of the close proximity in between them. The time stopped for both of them. Felix looked at her eyes finding them very attractive like they could hold the whole galaxy in them. Amelthia looked back in his eyes feeling something different but couldn’t name it.

"Whatever, please, tell me now." Fiona set the rhythm of her breathing. The look on the face of the man in front of her now looked serious. It was certain Steve would love to hear it, given how much he'd loved to live with Fiona since their first meeting. Her tears flowed down again and then were quickly wiped by Steve. The man didn't want the tears of a cornucopia to wet his entire face and clothes. “Sam,” Fiona answered. “Sam Smith.” For the sake of Zeus's lightning, now not only Steve's jaw tightened, but his whole body. The man froze speechlessly as if there was ice magic in Fiona's words just now. His saliva was swallowed through the cracks of his choked esophagus.

what are you doing? I roll my eyes, firing off a reply. Brooke: Coding. Theo: again? you’ve got an addiction. I smile at the screen. Brooke: My name is Brooke and I’m a code-a-holic. He doesn’t respond right away, which gives me time to stew about how cheesy my message was. God, he must think I’m such a dork. My phone vibrates in my hands as I receive another message. Theo: wanna hang?

A deep breath escaped my lips and I took the paper close to the flame and held it there, inches away from the bright light. I had read it, now it was time to throw it out, but… The flame ignited a tiny bit corner and the embers glowed orange but were soon smothered to a cold grey. I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t burn the paper in the flame. I didn’t know why but I just couldn’t. I pulled my hand back and looked at the paper, my eyes catching ‘Mr. Jacob West’ and ‘dominant’ in the same line. “...if it’s truly what you want, you know where to find me…”