Novel & Cerita Amirah Dyme

I spot Amirah immediately. She’s wearing a cropped white jacket over a flowy black dress, her hair pulled back into a slick ponytail. She’s laughing at something Kendrick is saying, swatting his arm playfully. When she sees me, her whole face lights up. She rushes over and pulls me into a hug so tight I almost lose my footing. “Oh my God, look at you!” she gushes, stepping back to scan me up and down. “You’re glowing! Hospital who? We don’t know her!”

Was I not enough? That was when the door swung open, and in breezed the hurricane herself—Amira. Amira never just entered a room. She swept in like she owned the air, her red curls bouncing, oversized sunglasses perched on her head even though we were indoors. She had on a short black skirt, a blouse tied at the waist, and heels that announced her arrival before she even said a word. “You’re late again,” I said dryly, leaning back in my chair. “And I bet you’re still hungover.”

I had expected more friction, more effort to understand, but instead, he had spoken, firmly, and confidently. “Amira will see you out,” I added with a diplomatic smile, already easing back into my chair, the weight of diplomacy thick around my shoulders. As I pressed my manicured fingers against my temple, trying to soothe the dull ache forming behind my eyes, I watched Amira, who had returned a few hours from her earlier assignment—her tailored amber suit immaculate, her stride swift but calm, escort the young delegates from Chiongan out of the glass conference room. Chiongan: a growing tech nation from far-off Asia. They wanted to partner with Astria to support youth-driven NGOs. It was go

"My name is Dylan." The guy shouted through the music. I smiled at him and nodded my head, telling him I heard what he said. "I'm Carmela." He pulled me by my waist and I yelped at his action. His arms snaked around my waist making me stiff under his touch. He smiled at me, not a scary nor friendly smile.

" a voice called, pulling Amiriam's attention away from the mermaid-cut dress that was hugging one of the mannequins. A woman wearing an olive green dress that made the green in her eyes pop sashayed towards them. Gray short hair and kindly laughlines around her eyes had Amiriam immediately warming up to her, and she opened her mouth to say hello when Christiana shot her a warning look. Wait. Did she ask a question? Oh. Right. "Oh, um…I'm looking for a wedding dress. "Congratulations! When is the big day? I am Lidia de Jager, by the way. Nice to meet you both." Amiriam felt her sister searing a hole through the side of her head, but she ignored her and focused on Lidia instead. "Umm…," she s

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

Hala’s eyes widened in disbelief, letting out a soft gasp: "Dima! I don't believe it... That's Amir! Did he finally enroll in our college?!" Dima smirked slyly: "Yeah, I heard he transferred his credits to our department this semester! Look at how the girls are swarming him... and honestly, I don't blame them, look how handsome he is!"

Facing Jadeite, she glared at her. “Reasons, Jadeite? Reasons?! What reasons do you have to even bust the organization?!” she yelled on top of her lungs. “Do you even know what happened? Have you even seen what they did to Headmaster Amirah?!” “I… I don't know… All I know is that Headmaster Amirah is gone for months already. But Emery, listen to me.” Jadeite attempted to take a few steps towards her, however, she immediately stopped when Emery stepped backwards.

" Sister Ame, you should be careful of that woman. For some reason, I feel like she doesn't have good intentions, even her behavior is odd. As if she is up to something. Please look out for yourself " Amelia nodded as she picked up the sweet donut and put it on her plate. " Whether she had the bad intention or bad behavior, if she again bump into me, I will surely gonna pour so much water on her ", Said Amelia in a narcissistic tone. Arsha was ready with her plan. And her target was none other than Damian, the new kind of Lycan empire. With a seductive innocent smile on her face, she approached Damian who was standing in the corner and having some discussion with his brother.