Angel Named Amber Novels & Stories

suddenly Amber asked and said my name. “That's because Mr. Everett is my family's helper, I am the alpha of my pack. But I fell and became disabled. I couldn't fight anymore and Mr. Everett wanted to help our pack and didn't force me to fight. Because of that, while following him, I knew what Mr. Everett liked," explained Marlin and it made me remember our meeting. "I... did that?" I asked feeling embarrassed. "Mrs. Amber... would you like to read the poem I wrote?”

Amber stood in the center of the room, systematically smashing the portraits of successive Chase Alphas that lined the walls. Her eyes glowed amber, her claws extended as she swung the silver bat at a family portrait, sending glass and frame fragments flying. "Amber," I called softly, approaching her with careful steps. She turned to me, her beautiful face contorted with rage and pain. "They want to celebrate my birthday now," she said, her voice breaking. "After all these years of making me feel worthless on the one day that should have been mine." I moved closer, ignoring the glass crunching beneath my shoes. "I know, love. I know."

Angel said, her toothless, charming smile melting Amber’s heart. “Morning Angel,” Amber replied, adding, “Who are your new friends?” “This is Jenna and Jordan; they are twins,” Angel replied in her small, cute voice. “Oh, I see, they are indeed twins; I didn’t see that before,” Amber replied, her eyes widening to convey her surprise. Brad chuckled at her expression just as his daughter continued, “Jordan wants to be in the competition.” “Good morning, ma'am,” Jordan said. “Oh, I see, a young man with manners,” Amber replied, impressed, then pointing to Jenna and asking, “And you are?”

I shrug Back — ELARA POV Amber calls for me just after moonrise. She waits beside a massive bonfire in the central courtyard, dressed in ceremonial robes threaded with silver and lined with feathers. Her eyes glitter with reflection and something older. A crowd gathers silently behind her. She gestures for me to step forward. My feet move before my brain can stop them. “This night marks the awakening of Elara Nightshade,” Amber says to the pack. “Daughter of Anya Greystone. Heir of Predator. White wolf of the moon.”

After that, when Amber got the urge to clean up, she did it on the sly. Angelina claimed she didn’t speak very good English, and would often talk in Italian, though Amberleigh began to suspect she spoke and understood more English than she pretended. She seemed the most uncomfortable when Amber tried to fraternize with her. She seemed to have excellent genes though, as she was about fifty, and her hair was still black as midnight.

“Really? You’d do that?” “Why not?” She shrugged. “I’ve always wanted someone to play with.” She held out her hand. “Wanna be my friend?” I stared at it like it was the first real thing I’d ever been offered in my life. Then I took it. “Yes,” I whispered. “Always.” Her whole face lit up. “My name’s Amber. Amber Queen.” “I’m Erlan. Erlan Lark.” I smiled, eyes still wet. “It’s nice to meet you, milady.”

The color drained from Layon’s face as he suddenly remembered Angel’s mother and how she had taken her own life shortly after her husband was banished, leaving Angel alone in the Alpha pack. “Shit, Angel, I’m…”he began to apologize again only to break off when Angem’s head suddenly whipped up. It appeared she had reached the end of her tether. Her charcoal eyes had turned to amber, glowing angrily even as she curled back her lips to reveal that her fangs were now protruding from her gums. “Just go!” she snarled at him, her claws scraping the box she was holding once more. An instant later she shook her head as if shaking off her wolf and all returned to normal, though her voice was still men

From Angela's memory, Amber likes gossip. "Yeah". I admitted. I had already made the mistake of calling the queen Luna by her name in front of her, so I might as well admit it. "Well, that's nice, at least she is better than Princess Imelda”. Amber said as she closed the bathroom's door and leaned on it. Princess Imelda was the person Angela had been serving before Alpha Lothar attacked her pack. Angela died while trying to save Princess Imelda.

Anna nodded understanding, Dylan was dressed like a general she just just didn't notice because of her love sickness. "Congratulations" Anna said, suddenly remembering something she quickly turns around. "Uh....Angel?" "Yeah?" "Where is Amber?" Anna asked staring at her empty seat. "She was right here...." Angel said confused. "Ok, I guess we'll meet her later. For now, big brother I need you to tell me everything that happened when I wasn't with you" Angel said as she linked both she and her brother's arms. "You guys can go.....I'll catch up after I find Amber" Anna said turning around

said Charles, one of the delegates that were chosen by Jaxon to look after a pack in the west that had been conquered by Blazepelt. Most of the people that were on the table were people that represented Jaxon in conquered packs and others such as the commander of the pack's warriors and the Gamma who Anabelle had never met. Surprisingly she was a woman with cut chestnut brown hair and slit eyebrows. The Gamma also had tattoos that went around her arms and to her neck. Anabelle wondered if they were like Jaxon's tattoos but somehow she knew that they looked too artistic to communicate that they were for a position. Luckily, she did not have a scar on her face but she was oddly quiet. Anabelle