Amity Fanart Novels & Stories

Riley took the large recliner and the girls draped themselves on the arms and his knees and stared at her. Amy quickly collected herself. “Let’s see.” She gave an exaggerated squint as she eyed the three girls. “You,” she said to the middle girl, “are Jasmine.” “How’d you know?” “I think I saw your picture once or twice.” Or three hundred times, she thought with secret pleasure. “I saw your picture, too,” she said to the oldest. “You’re Pammy.” “That’s right.” “And you,” Amy said, eyeing the youngest. “I’ve seen your picture, too, but your name…is…it’s on the tip of my tongue—”

I mumble. “Damn, you look better than I imagined,” Katya says. I glance at Ami for her take, but she’s on her phone. “Ami?” “Oh,” she says, looking up. Her expression is unreadable—I hope she hates this so I don’t have to strut around like a gigolo. She purses her lips. “The color’s great, but why’s his chest out?” “So women can appreciate this work of art,” Katya says, standing and circling me. “Yes, I love it.” She touches my chest, startling me, her hand sliding to my abs. What the hell?

Amity bowed in understanding before leaving. Immediately she left my side, I slid back into the padded seats to soak in more sun. The sunglasses shielded my eyes from the sun and for extra comfort, I shut my eyes and just let my body tan in the heat. I was back in the moment again when I suddenly felt someone tap my arm. "Amity, what now?" I sat up to face the figure, only to see Adele smiling back at me. She was just as I remembered. Before she went insane. Beautiful calculated eyes that looked like they mirrored the Mediterranean Sea. Fines lines covered the sides of her cheeks and around her eyes in a way that made it look like she was real and in flesh.

As soon as Amity got to the treeline near the pack centre, she shifted back and got dressed. She then made her way into the packhouse and just hoped that once she was up at the safe room, that with being the bastard that Randall was, especially if he was pissed that he hadn’t taken her off the authorised entry or this will become impossible to complete. She placed her hand on the pad behind the painting and then sighed when she heard the pressure door release when her hand touched the pad. Amity was horrified to find Annalise lying naked on the bed but was surprised when she found no marks on her body other than her slave mark which seemed red and inflamed, telling her that Randall or Hugo h

his emerald eyes gleamed under the warm light coming from the clear sky. "I understand" Olivia answered in a daze, as if she was compelled by his charms "We are not allowed to be this close yet" Looking away, she lifted her cup and drink her tea. "Now don't go looking like a child deprived from eating sweets, I have something for you" Amon reached for his pocket and presented her the tulip she had recieved from Jayden in the capital, come to think of it, she didn't have the chance to look for it since she woke up the next day sleeping in her own bedroom.

Amy took her sweet time to join me, and I could clearly sense how upset she was when she sat down to my right. “Kujo, this is Amy. She’s afraid because she doesn’t know you, but she still wants to help you,” I said. “So please, let her do it.” In the pause that followed, Amy stiffened, frowned and then gaped, eyes like grapefruits on the corner. “What is it?” I asked, bringing my voice down. “It— It sat down and sort of changed its shape. It’s trying to look friendly!” She leaned forward. “Careful,” said one of the Blotters through my phone.

I see the signs and know I am in denial, but for now, I will stay here. I really do not want to deal with this today. I was supposed to be a cat shifter and be accepted as a full shifter into my clan. Now, my life is in limbo, and I never saw my mate in the Elder fire. An Amory can have a Luna, but there has never been a female Amory and a male Luna. I am scared if being Amory is the reason I never saw my mate. That crushes me more than being Amory at least if I had to be the vessel for Arcas I could have a partner. I knew it was a long shot, but, if possible, Cormac would have been my choice. Now, as Amory, I may have no one to complete my animals. Yes, with an S because the Amory has the s

Tut asked in a curiosity. " She... She is just a cartoon." She laughed it off , when she mentioned her . " Huh!!!!" Tut didn't understand what Amy was saying . Amy looked at the confused tut and gave him a warm smile. " She was my classmate back at the University , her name is Jessica we call her Jess and she was the college beauty back then. Moreover she was one of my ex boyfriend fan girl. She tried her best to make us apart and even made herself a cartoon infront of everyone. "

Tiny faces peeked around the door frame, followed by Emma's gentle scolding. “I told you cubs to wait—” She stopped when she saw me awake. “Oh! We can come back…” “No, please.” I smiled at the curious little faces. “Come in.” The cubs needed no further invitation. They bounded in, clutching papers in their small hands, practically vibrating with excitement. “We made you pictures!” The youngest, Amelia, thrust her drawing at me. “See? It's you fighting bad guys!” I studied the crayon masterpiece. A stick figure with multicolored lines coming out of it stood victorious over some very angry-looking squiggles. The details were adorable — she'd even included Kane and Zane as slightly taller stick

× His hands gripped the handle to his blue locker that had only recently been spray painted with his trade mark nickname- -fatty zakky. "Hey" Amy popped from beneath surprisingly with a smile, almost startling him to drop his books. He remembered that in these times, times like when he saw the hilarious bathroom graffiti of a nude him, that if there was anything he was learning from Amy- -it was not to give half a fuck. She would show up with her colorful knitted sweater and overalls that only her could pull off, with her signature hair styles, the most popular, which he had noticed-