Amy Futa Novels & Stories

She felt something she had never felt before was growing in her heart. ****** We got out of the car when we arrived at the airport. My cheerful smile disappeared when I saw Amanda standing near the airstairs. She is wearing a white fur coat. She looked so beautiful, with her long hair flowing down to her waist. “Good morning, sir,” Amanda greeted my boss with a pretty smile. “Good morning,” my boss replied, smiling gently at her. Then he walked up the stairs into the plane. “Amanda, why are you here?” I asked into her eyes, curious. She said nothing, just gave me her angelic smile with her devil eyes.

Regret that the person your soul and wolf is bound to forever is not the right kind of person for you. People forget that Fate doesn’t plan for everyone to have a happy ever after. Fate is not a fairy godmother granting wishes. Some people have to suffer to make the greater plans of the world move. You can’t make everyone happy. So some people, like my poor sister Pen, must be mated to the sadistic bullies of the world because Fate has a higher plan than her daily life.

I shooed her away, assuring her that I did know how to work them and sat at the one located farthest from the door. She had said before that Aro had put a lot of work into cataloguing various information about our kind, from our laws to our myths. I began quickly typing any buzz words I could think of that might retrieve documents related to fated mates. I searched for what felt like hours, becoming increasingly frustrated that nothing I entered brought up anything useful about breaking our bond. I decided I would try one last link under my current search term, 'broken bond', and was stunned at what was on the screen before me.

" I challenged. "Look at me and tell me you don't feel anything... And then I'll call you a liar." A snarl ripped out her throat, and she stepped forward. Always so proud. Her honour was everything. "I am not a liar. " "Then admit it. There's something here." She growled again, "their cant be. That's impossible. Ben," Fury hit me like a ton of bricks. "Right. Ben. Your so-called soul mate. Did you ever plan on telling me or was that not on your schedule?"

I said while focusing my attention on him after I finish cleaning up Ella. “I just hope it won't cause any problem" he said and I hum. Maybe we were just thinking too much about it. It isn't possible for him to have a mate yet, right?. “Ohhh come on, she is going to look like an older woman in that outfit" Val said to Amy while throwing out the cloth that Amy wanted me to wear. “But it is better. That one looks like piece of shit" Amy said and I stifle in a laugh. “You've got to be kidding me. Heads will turn when they see her in this dress" Val said.

the girl replied as she packed the food inside a nylon. Paul smiled, "Well Aunty Joy meet my cousin, Anjola" Paul said. I almost puked. Aunty Joy? You sure are kidding me. "Oh my, how are you?" Joy asked. I raised my head to look at her and smiled. "I’m fine" I replied. "Welcome to FUTA" Joy said as I winced. Is that the only statement you people can say? Welcome to FUTA, yen yen yen. I smiled before replying. "Thank you"

Ruta answered seriously while balling his fists. “Ooohh…” Yuta replied eerily. “Moving faster, huh? But won’t you get tired easily then?” Yuta asked the suddenly serious Ruta while subtly glancing at Jai’s direction, pretending to be interested. Ruta nodded firmly. “Yes! But Brother Jai said I can move faster without getting tired if I raise my stamina! So I have to run every day because I can raise my stamina by running.” Yuta nodded profusely. “Hm. Hm. I see… So running isn’t just to keep our body healthy, but it can also raise your stamina… That is a very good thing to know, isn’t it?”

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

He glanced around, awaiting a response. Gamma Jannel is a captivating figure, a black she-wolf with a long, lean build that carries just the right amount of muscle. Her short Afro hair accentuates her strong, chiseled facial features that convey both authority and elegance. She bears a striking resemblance to the iconic Grace Jones, rarely smiles, and is continually absorbed in her work. Her presence commands respect and often gives chills to those who encounter her.

She’d cried buckets of them since that awful day she’d left him on the floor. The Homeland-issued phone rang, startling her. Her cell phone was her only contact to the outside world but no one called her on it. She’d distanced herself from her friends and family. Everything about her life had changed while working those months for that testing facility. She could no longer tolerate her divorced parents using her as a weapon against each other or tearing into her over her own divorce. There were genuine problems with the world and her time could be spent making a real difference. Now her focus centered on helping the New Species and it gave her a sense of worth by doing something to right a w