Amethyst X Sadie Novels & Stories

- I patted her hands, flashing a pretentious smile towards the unnoticing reporters. Irina, stunned by my swift change in mood, gritted her teeth while holding up her pretentious smile. She knew that the jig was up, she chuckled drily - her eyes evasive. "Since we've met here, why don't we go on a shopping date together?. Miss Selene only picked a Chess piece, your tastes have changed overnight and i would love to know why." - She spoke softly, not wanting to falter in the eyes of the public.

I'll make it up to you when I get back. I stared at the messages on the screen, then tapped into a livestream pushed to my feed. In the livestream, Cameron was accompanying Lucy as she picked out a dress for a charity gala. His eyes followed her every move. I didn't reply. Instead, I quietly deleted every trace of him from my contacts. One final buzz came through. It was a confirmation text. [Your ID cancellation was successful.] Suddenly, chaos broke into the livestream. Cameron's assistant, Brendan Cole, burst into the frame, gasping for breath, his face pale as ash. He held a document tightly in his hands as he ran up to Cameron.

I think I'm numb. When Lea hugged Sage, my eyes went to Celine and Cohen. Sister Celine smiled at me while Cohen just looked at Sage. I took a deep breath and turned to Kyo who was still rolling her eyes. I was about to turn around and walk first, when my sister Celine suddenly called me. "Sadie," I looked at him without expression.

“And my name is Amaris.” “So, Ames—is it okay if I call you that?” He asks, and although I can see his lips moving and know that it’s obviously him speaking, all I can hear is my brother’s voice saying that same stupid nickname. Suddenly, I’m no longer on the outskirts of the pack lands with Maxon. No, instead, I’m standing over Axel’s still warm and bloody body, the sound of the gunshot still echoing throughout my mind, the beat of my heart pulsing double time in my ears, as if it’s having to work harder, trying to make up for the fact that Axel’s heart no longer beats as mine does.

Stanley whispered back Just then a lady walked in, she was the exact replica of Amber, oval shaped face, blue eyes, but dressing differs, she wore a baggy shorts and a crazy Jean jacket top, her hair was packed in a crazy bun, she walked with a attitude and sat facing Amber as she said “what’s up sis, why the sudden urge to see me" no greeting, no how are you doing “Good to see you too sis" Amber said in a mocking voice “Guess am only good to see when you’re in trouble and you need me to bail you out” Ann rolled her eyes at Amber and said “well, am here, start talking” Todd studied Ann and realised there was a difference between Ann and Amber, Amber has a mole at the right corner of her mout

I saw myself at the edge of nowhere beneath a very odd tree. White leaves were falling from it that gave me an eerie sensation. I was like inside a 90's television. Everything was in black and white. My gaze landed on the guy beside me. At that moment, I realized that I was not alone. Everything has no color except me and him. It felt weird especially when he touched my cheek softly and I felt the warmth of his hand. I was lying on the grass with him, captivated by his peculiar eyes. Those pair of eyes were green as emerald stones, fascinating and deep as if it can pierce through my soul. I can’t take my eyes off him.

At last and with great sadness there lips softly broke apart. Selina had interrupted them. "Your highness, Queen Becka had just been delivered of a baby girl" Selina announced Amir knew he had to go. Amir looked into her eyes and saw a deep longing there. She hugged herself to him and whispered so that only him could hear. "You can go, I'll be waiting for you right her. That's if you want to come" "Yes I do." Amir whispered back firmly. And then he left.

“I don’t really think Cindy suits you much. You need something a little more sophisticated. A little more… elegant.” Ella felt her face light up at the compliments. So Charles thought she seemed sophisticated and elegant? That was nice to know. “I was thinking a professional artist, even a professional art dealer should be called something a little more exotic, don’t you think?” Charles shrugged. “Yeah, probably so.” “Something… sparkly. Like a rare jewel.” “So… why not Jewel? Or Ruby? Or Sapphire?” “Sapphire?” Ella repeated, trying not to laugh at any of his suggestions. “Is that a name?”

I wished my friend farewell and he materialized home, taking Amethyst with him. I looked over at Ambrosia. “I’m sorry, I never talked to you about Amethyst. Are you sure you’ll be ok without her?” I asked. She looked up at me. “Rowen, I'll be fine without her. I want nothing more than for her to be happy. She’s happy with Nico, so I'm happy for them.” She said with a smile. It still gets me how she can be so kind and giving towards others. Sacrificing her own company so her friend can be happy elsewhere. Humans are such strange creatures… Strange, but fascinating.

Despite his efforts to hunt for her and ultimately bring her back to the Silver Ridge, he would carry that weight until his final shift. After a moment of contemplation, Avery walked over to Sadie’s bedside. The girl remained unconscious, trapped in a restless fever-dream. Beads of sweat dotted her pale forehead, and her breathing remained shallow and labored. Her small face was contorted in distress as she whimpered incoherently. Avery gently dabbed at the sweat with a cool cloth steeped in moon-lilies. With a soft sigh, she adjusted the heavy furs, ensuring Sadie was tucked into the nest. As Avery turned to leave, Sadie’s small hand shot out, grasping hers with surprising, feral strength.