An Autumn In Amber の小説・ストーリー

Amber nodded just before a contraction rippled through her. As the moon rose to its peak, the Lunas began to push. Amber was the first to birth to her child, which I expected. He was a healthy boy with blonde hair and blue eyes. I passed the boy to Alpha Damien to clean him up as I turned my focus to Michelle. The moon reached its peak as the female was born. I called to Selene and the moon turned blue before she descended to earth. We clasped hands and began the incantation to seal her powers. The wind picked up as we finished the spell. She turned to her beloved creatures and smiled, then faded and returned to the moon. I quickly put the blinding spell on the female and watched as they cra

I’m glad Eli talked to Carlos. It was obvious that Amber was miserable, and it was because her mate wouldn’t speak to her. I don’t know how things will go, but at least there will be a conversation. As I walk back into the kitchen, I clap my hands. “Okay, who knows how to use a computer.” Only one hand goes up, Autumn. I point to her. “You’re hired!”

What I saw next stopped me cold. Amber stood in the center of the bathroom, gripping the sink with trembling hands. Her skin was slick with sweat, her body tense like something was fighting its way out from within. Her eyes—Oh my—her eyes glowed a sharp, unnatural yellow, and her features had twisted, just slightly, but enough to make my heart pound. Her pupils were thin slits, and her face bore the briefest flicker of something… feral. She looked like someone caught between two worlds, and neither of them was ours.

“Keep going.” I picked up the stack of photos tied with the blue ribbon. Damon untied it with care. The first picture was of Elder Summers and she was playing a flute. There was a laughing, elegant stunning silver blonde haired lady standing behind her. It was Amber and these pictures were sharper than the ones in the attic. She looked so much like me, but younger and with silver colored hair. The next photo was of Amber again, this one was different. It was more intimate. She was holding a baby wrapped in a white cloth. In a rocking chair.

Across the street, Amber, wearing a dark hat and a pair of dark sunglasses , looked around suspiciously before entering a car. My lips curled. “Robert. Let's go see what that sly devil is up to.”

Minutes later they lay breathless beside each other, sweat glistening on their bodies. Tamina got her red-colored hair from her mother and her grey-colored eyes from her father. Amber was the epitome of beauty; her husband loves her so much he didn't take any concubines, just to please her. Amber slowly climbed down from the bed and made her way to a table in the room where different opened scrolls lay, her breasts slapping against each other as she walked. She opened one of the scrolls, her dark eyes gliding across the words. She gazed at it with a heart full of gladness, then slowly traced her fingers on the scroll.

he smiled as he looked at the tiny things in his hand with eyes filled with love… While Dana’s end was peaceful, there were others that were itching for evil. Amber avoided her folks by pretending to be away shooting and got herself a room in a hotel. She was not foolish enough to go back and be questioned by her father and brothers. The film fest was a brilliant opportunity. She contacted a number of her contacts and made the necessary arrangements. She messaged Maine to meet her in the hotel restaurant.

Honestly, I was very happy and thought maybe I still had a chance to confess my feelings to Amber. However, I can't be selfish because Amber is still traumatized by Nash and chooses to postpone it longer. At least Amber is still willing to open her heart and give me a little attention. Just like that, it makes me happy. Even seeing changes in Amber who looks better makes me happy and feel proud of her. For three hours we wandered looking for directions and roads until finally we arrived at a village that looked prosperous with an abundant supply of food. Autumn is almost over and winter is about to begin.

" I nodded, trying to focus on what she had said despite my thoughts racing. How was I meant to recall all of this? How on earth could I pull off this trick? Amber helped me get dressed in clothes nicer than anything I had ever had after the bath. Compared to the harsh, worn-out clothing I was used to, the fabric felt incredibly soft against my skin. She did my hair and put on a little makeup to draw attention to my best features. All of it left me feeling numb. Disconnected. it as though I were witnessing it happen to someone else. The visage I saw in the mirror was both mine and someone else's. There was no way this refined, exquisite creature was the same silent omega who'd been sent away

I’m glad Eli talked to Carlos. It was obvious that Amber was miserable, and it was because her mate wouldn’t speak to her. I don’t know how things will go, but at least there will be a conversation. As I walk back into the kitchen, I clap my hands. “Okay, who knows how to use a computer.” Only one hand goes up, Autumn. I point to her. “You’re hired!”