Amidala Quotes Novels & Stories

Adam added watching the drunk woman I'm in front of him, she must be in a lot of pain if she could drink so much, she must really love the man who she was referring to before. “I’m not going, leave me alone” Amelia yelled drawing the attention of everyone in the room, “Okay then, it’s your funeral” Adam said signaling to his men that it was time to go but as soon as he stood up, Amelia grabbed onto his arm stopping him from leaving.

She stares at the bracelet on her hand then gaze at her mother's hand who is wearing the same exact bracelet as her. "I don't know" Nawal said honestly, cause that's truly what she feels, she is always trying her possible best, She just hope deep in her heart that it is OK. "Don't doubt yourself" Aamal said as she move closer to Nawal then put her hands on Nawal's intertwine ones. "Look at me" She instruct in a motherly tone that Nawal didn't even know when she raised her eyes and stares at the woman. "I am a Queen that is always trying her best for her people, but trust me when I say I haven't achieve and I will never achieve half of what you achieved" Aamal said while staring at Nawal in t

The girl who traded her soul for a library. But then—a memory surfaced. Ten years ago—when I was fifteen—crouched behind Don Quixote after Marcella called me "a burden." "You think silence is weakness, mon coeur?" Mama’s words echoed again. "But silence is a vault. And inside? A revolution." The tears slowed. I sat up, wiping my face with the back of my hand. The Orada Sea isn’t the Mediterranean. But I’m still Amara Veyron. I swung my legs out of bed.

Me: I am for real. Amelia: I'm not sure about that, you could very well be a figment of my imagination, I was so drunk that day. A smile appears on my face. I run my fingers over the keys and hit the send button. Me: I thought you didn't drink with strangers. smiley emoji* Amelia: Only when they're figments of my imagination. Me: All it takes is a very fertile imagination to create me, pure perfection. Amelia: Your ego is suffocating me even by text, for you it's goodbye.