Amity Blight Pfp Novels & Stories

He then watched the guards in front of him with beads of cold sweat falling down his face. After some time, a path opened in the center and a young man walked into the aisle. His coat and armor was decorated with deep blue as the silver lining trace an exquisite pattern on his clothes. His long hair was tied up into a top bun with a jade crown perfectly banded on his head. Byul also notice his silver boots exquisitely adorn like his clothes. Byul was stunned for a while. He slowly looked up at to see his expression as the imagery in his head was a gentle, smiling handsome character who suited to be a male lead of a shoujo otome game.

Maybe finishing this painting will purge her from my system. Knock, knock, knock. “Give it up, Flav.” I grab a paintbrush, pour some paint, and start working, but the knocking persists. Annoyed, I set my tools down, storm to the door, and yank it open. “I already said no, Flav—” I freeze, face-to-face with the image haunting my dreams and studio: Ami. We stare at each other, both stunned. Her face is unchanged—same nose, same beauty, the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen. But there’s something different: a bump, visible only when she shifts and her loose dress moves. My heart races a million beats per second as emotions flood me. Why is she here?

her eyes are shining with the threat of tears That instant. It just feel like my soul left my physical body. Cold bead of sweats rolls down from my forehead to my chin. My vision was blurry and I hold the wall for support. " what about ma'am Anita. Is she okay? How is she coping? Do she know his situation right now? " different questions escape from my mouth not giving her a chance to give me answer to each question. " I don't think she taking it lightly " she diverts her gaze to another direction. I follow her glare and there she was.

His love is tangible, and I know he is scared, but the hope shining through warms me. “I do not know where to start and what questions to ask. I guess I need to know if I can take pain relievers because I can barely stand, let alone fight. Are we going to talk about the giant dragon in the room, that I am female? Oh, and everyone says I smell I assume that is because I have the souls of all four factions. Can I shift into each?” There is no more denial I am the Amory, but I am in no shape to train for a war.

she called. “Oooh, even his name sounds nice” Chloe whispered in a teasing tone. “You are a mother, how childish could you be,” Lincoln said and her smile froze, Caleb walked towards them as their gaze was stuck on him. Chloe tried analysing his features but what caught Lincoln’s attention was the scars on his body, like he was recently attacked. “Hello, nice to meet you all” Caleb had a genuine and sincere smile as he said. “Hello, I am Beta Chloe. Also, Emma’s best friend” Chloe introduced happily, she was so happy for Emma as the rumors about her will finally come to a halt.

Getting out of bed, the girl went to the bathroom, while taking with her blue jeans and a white T-shirt. After quickly washing off all the blood and dressing in clean underwear, Amy began to treat her wound. Bite holes were visible in her neck, and it looked just awful. She always thought that such beasts that could change their appearance were just a fantasy, but as it turned out, they weren't. This is not true. And how could this happen to her, an unremarkable, ordinary girl? And why with her? Questions she needs answers to.

"it's not like I need your permission to sit" Liam let out a breath he brought out a drawing of a lady "Do you know her?". Amelia blinked confusedly at the drawing "No I don't" "That's the lady who sent the truck driver to attack you". Liam announced to her. "Well go and find her since you have her picture" Amelia suggested. "She changes her face weekly to avoid being recognized by people this is her original face". Amelia was irked by the thought of undergoing face surgery every week. "only a psycho will do that".

“I expect good news, and I do not want to hear any of the shit that I’ve been hearing for the past few days.” My second Beta, Marcellus, shook his head once. “Amelia hasn’t answered. If she’s covering for her, then Selene is already compromised. Whatever influence you expected her to have, it’s fading fast.” A glass slammed down on the table beside me, scotch sloshing over the rim. “Damn her. How is it fucking possible that Liam, the man who doesn’t even realize what is going on around him, does not see the traitors that are within, is fucking winning everything that goes around with or without him being oblivious?”

Amy slipped into the bed beside her boyfriend, who was busy using both her and his phone, scrolling through and sending messages. Then an edit post came up on Amy’s phone. He squinted his eyes at the picture; the person was an albino and quite pretty too. “You know this person?” He asked, showing her the edit; he let it replay while she nodded. “Yeah, I do. Why?” “Nothing. Just thought she was pretty.” He shrugged and scrolled; there was yet another video of an albino, this one was a ranking, and this time around, the previous girl was there too.

Talia asked, sliding into the back seat. Amy shook her head. “Nope. One, her legs matched. Two, it jiggled when she walked away.” They both laughed. I frowned. “Who are you talking about?” Amy smirked. “Some lady in a white T-shirt, jeans, and a silk scarf.” My stomach tightened. Aria. “Oh, well,” Talia said breezily, “I should’ve gotten her photo. That’s the BBL I want. And maybe an increase in my boobs.”