Amity Blight Pfp Novels & Stories

All he wanted was a normal life and small family with Isabelle but fate was always against him. “Are you crying?” A female voice pulls him out of his thoughts and he quickly wipes his face and looks at her. It was a girl in waitressing clothes, she had short black bob hair, her skin was sun kissed and her melanin was glowing as the street light emulates on her face. Her vixen hazel eyes were roaming around Daniel’s face trying to read him. She keeps on staring at him from under the shade of the cafe and starts looking him up and down. The girl realizes something is really wrong here, the blood stained clothes doesn’t really seem normal to her. “Should I call the police for you?” She asks an

Zach stuttered and Lydia nodded. "Dude, do you know what it means privacy?" Blaze growled in anger, he hates when males are shirtless in front of his mate but then he wasn't that furious since he knows that he has a mate. "I'm sorry Alpha, it won't happen again." Lydia bowed down in front of Blaze, Mia felt some pity toward Lydia, she knew about her insecurities and ran toward her to hide her body. "Come on, I have 10 minutes left before my part-time job." She said and lifted up gently with a duvet on her body.

Yet, the temptation is too strong that now, I am here, in this dress. Then I see Theo, and I can’t help but lock eyes with him. My heart skips a beat. He is dressed in formal clothes and he looks dashing, like the first time I’ve seen him in formal clothes. “Kaiya!” I shift my attention to the voice. It’s Ami, wearing a simple light orange dress that ends just above her knees. Her outfit is soft and flexible, as if she is always prepared to fight. She waves at me. Her hair is loose except for a simple clip to keep her hair away from her face. And I can see a pair of pearl earrings too.

Being Alpha wasn’t something he had been raised to do and the eighteen hour days felt like a curse. Yet, ever since a rogue killed Simon, his elder brother, there was no alternative. Liam knew he was prone to blaming people for what he believed to be his inadequacies but he couldn’t help himself. The fact that he hadn't yet found his mate was another failing on his part. If she was anything like Pamela, the pack slut, who these days filled him with revulsion then he would have no alternative but to reject her.

Lee Amelia had always known she was different from the rest of her pack. At sixteen, she was the youngest of her group of friends and had yet to experience her first shift. Her wolf blood ran thick, but her human form was different from theirs in many ways. She was heavier, her curves more pronounced, and she wore glasses to see clearly. Her hair, a chestnut brown, cascaded past her shoulders in unruly waves, a stark contrast to her friends' sleek, glossy locks. Despite these differences, she had believed that the bonds of friendship they'd forged were unbreakable. But that illusion was shattered as she stood alone in the heart of the Forest of No Return.

“My dear, you sound so worried. Come have some calming tea with me and we can discuss what is bothering you.” Amity walks with Vixen back to her and her mate’s cabin. Amity smiles as Vixen waves her hand as they enter, making all the windows open and the kettle on the stove started to heat. Vixen leads Amity over to her sitting area, and they waited for the tea. As they sit, Vixen says, “So, my dear, what is your problem?” “Have you ever heard of a witch by the name of Devi Everbleed?”

I felt it rising in my chest, the rage, the specific kind that burns clean and cold at the same time. "I will scar you. I want to be very clear about that. I will mark your face in a way that no healer touches and no glamour covers, and you will not die from it because dying would be too fast. You will just have to look at it every morning for the rest of your life and remember why it's there." Amy's composure flickered. Just once. "I didn't come here for you anyway," she said, recovering. "I came to see Liam. Call him out."

I smiled at him, took care of my things, and went out of his car. He didn't answer me, drove fast, and in a split second, I couldn't see his beautiful car, but I paused before I could enter the house. "What exactly do you want from me? Why are—-you being so nice to me?" I asked with no idea. ---- The Amity Society is an organization led by Terrance Ryle Borja. A hidden organization where they do a favor for those millionaires who wanted help with what they need. On a building that seems to be a bar.

I said. “Thanks Amicitia, what happened to your sanctuary” said the Purple Heart-Haired Inkling. “Unfortunately Corona my usurper is the one responsible for taking over my sanctuary bud, it makes my blood boil” I shouted as my fist was emitting red aura. “Amicitia please calm down I don’t want to see you get harmed by your potent rage” said the Purple Heart-Haired Inkling with worry. I calmed myself down not letting my potent rage get the best of me “I forgot you and your friends worry about me if I use my potent rage” I said.

"I didn't even get to talk to him today. The bitch totally stole my spotlight." "Bitch? Who?" Amity asked. "The healer," I told her. "The new one Neal brought. You should have seen them. Something about the way she looked at him. I can't just wipe it out of my mind." "Oh, I heard about her. She is really good. A natural talent." I raised an eyebrow at Amity. "You seem to be praising her a bit too much. You like her or something?" "Of course not, Mistress," Amity replied. The words sounded calculated. "Your enemies are my enemies. I merely stated the rumours that have spread across the palace. The Lycan servants believe she might be the one to heal Dimitri of the Galdina inherited disease."