Amy From Geek Charming Novels & Stories

He covered the hand tapping the table with his before she could withdrew, Amy felt pleasure shoot up her arm at his touch, she tried to free her hand from his grasp but he held her firmly, she couldn't believe herself, one day she was Amy Charles, the hard lady that took shit from nobody, and the one men took a look at and decides they don't wanna mess with her, the next day, she was Amy Charles, the Clingy, needy lady that hung on Cole McCoy's every word, and the starry eyed school girl that became nervous and unsure of her Sexiness around Cole McCoy!. Up to yesterday Morning, she considered herself a Sassy Smart Chick, the one you don't wanna mess with, one look at her face and you know sh

I asked rhetorically, my pinkie finger twitching. “Ash Winters wouldn't think the way you're thinking, he wouldn't be so worked up like you are now, sweetheart, he'd strike first and hard,” Amy said coming into the room, a towel strapped around her breast, her long legs visible. She let her hair down, adding radiance to her ivory skin. She was right. Having done my research, I found out Ash never thought before he acted, and that probably was meant to be an advantage to me, but that man's brutality was on a whole different level — he was psychotic.

Amy pouted, "she did that just because she liked you and didn't love you. You are so excellent that it's difficult for a woman to control herself to stay with you." Max glanced at her and wondered what she wanted to say. He bent over, got close to her face and said in an ambiguous voice, "are you praising me or mocking me?" Amy curled her lips and said, "I'm reminding you that it's not good for yourself to find a female assistant even though you know you're charming." Max smiled faintly. This little girl had learned to play tricks with him. Amy frowned and said, "what are you laughing at? Do you know what I'm talking about?"

he felt a little uncomfortable, talking to a girl, he barely knew, his eyes turned to the cup she was holding, it was the first cup he made with a lump of cream floating in the middle, instead of a double swan. “Oh, I’m Amanda Charles. You can call me Amy. I’m working here for quite a long time.” She put down the cup, placing her right hand on his palm, making him shiver down his spine. “Yeah,” he hid his awkwardness behind a sweet smile, though one can say he was uncomfortable. “You’re not much talkative… never mind, how old are you?” her left hand jumped on his shoulder to slide down near his waist, when Ryan flinched to get off her.

His chest is broad and I run my fingers over it. He rolls my skirt up and he doesn't hesitate in pulling my panties down. My hands drift up his arms to his neck and I entwine my fingers in his dark-brown hair. It's silky, so fucking silky. I've lost the capacity for rational thought. What the hell am I doing? He's Damien Fucking Keller, and I'm just Amelia George. A plain Jane. An unremarkable person. An amateur spy. This shouldn't be happening, but I don't want it to stop.

“Now, hold on! What’s got you all worked up? Amy’s always sniffing around and you have never had a problem with her before.” “You never had a mate before, Ryker! What the hell is wrong with you? That poor girl ate in the corner by herself this morning. And then left after watching you parade around your latest poor choice in s*xual partner to everyone in the breakfast room. She’s your Luna for Goddess’ sake, not some little power chaser. And you let Amy talk about her like that, loudly in front of everyone and hang all over you. You embarrassed her… and yourself for that matter.” Copyright ©️ 2024 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions

“The chances of having fated mates are close to none. I hope both of them stick together. Keep the garbage close!” It was my turn to laugh, and I tried to stifle it before turning over and laughing loudly. “Anyways, didn’t you say Luca was a charmer? How about you show him some of my pictures later tonight? Maybe the full moon rut would make him fall in love with me.” Amy loved to hide her lack of confidence behind her jokes, and I hated that she didn’t see how fucking perfect she was. “He would probably fall in love even on a no-mood day, Amy.”

Valeria snuck out, smiling, taking pearl with her, who was fidgeting in her hair. - Let me tell you that although her name is Pearl, my favorite jewel is emeralds," he said all sexy, clearly referring to Amy's eyes that sparkled as her face was touched by him before her eyes, which were closed, were kissed. Amy sighed. - Why do you vampyres have to be so charming? - Because God made you humans to be our weaknesses,- she kissed the back of his hand and earned a smile and when Amy least expected it her mouth was devoured by Marcus in an eager kiss.

I speak in an awkward way, trying to be polite, "Uh, hey, maybe you can see me standing next to him. And guess who I am? ...Well, he does have a wife, and that would be me ...Maybe he is not able to give you his number." The blonde girl glances at me and rolls her eyes, "I'm not talking to you, ugly pussy." Then she takes a paper strip out of her pocket with a number and bright red lipstick on it. She ruffles her hair and hands the strip to Ziv, "My name is Amy, I'm a student at nearby Compell Wolf College. This is my number. Baby, just call me maybe." "...uh," I look at Ziv overwhelmingly. Amy's pose is flirtatious. She looks even more beautiful than Lola, and she exudes a youthful and conf

Amy snapped back to reality I hand her phone back to her and she winled at me.. "Elias Stone.. The Billionaire and a bachelor of Syrial Cityyyyy. I mean he's like the richest man on earth.." Amy fawn excitedly "He's okay." I nodded "Okay?? You literally opened your mouth Rora" she giggled making me laugh.. Laugh which I haven't in weeks… ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ I talked to Darren after I got home and he said he doesn't mind… in fact he didn't sound hesistant.