Novel & Cerita Blindsided Amy Daws

Amy dropped Ava Brown who had automatically became Eva Adams in front of Olive company and gave her some advise which could be helpful for her in the big but dangerous company. " You shouldn't forget anything I told you, okay? We can't have you get caught by those monster, alright?" Amy asked for the umpteenth time with concern in her pretty eyes. It was like she was having second thought now that they were in front of the company.

I go to move around them when the scent of lilies wafts my way and instantly every hair is on end. Davina. Where the fuck is that psycho bitch? Ace is whipping his head around furiously when agonising pain pierces through our stomach, knocking us to the ground. It feels like my link to Amelia just got set on fire and it has Ace letting out a devastated howl. He’s up on his feet leaping over the wolves in front of us and my heart doesn’t just stop, it gets pulverised as I see Davina standing in front of Amelia with a dagger plunged into her stomach, and suddenly all I can hear is the sound of Amelia’s screams.

The witch laughs, “What are you going to do, Dals? Fight me? Kill me? Just so you know she’ll feel it all. I may be able to control her body, but it is still technically her body. Harm me and you’re harming her. Fuck! What do I do? I can see the indecision on Dallas’s face, but he holds his ground all the same and charges her. He doesn’t even make it a step before she throws her hand up and his body goes flying against the wall. His head cracks and he falls to the ground unconscious. “No!” I scream into the valleys of flowers where no one can hear me. I hear myself chuckle, ‘He’ll live, Amy. Wouldn’t want to lose my eye candy in the cage of yours.’ She tells me and I suck in a breath. “What?

it was a girl who, Zandrew guessed… Ran very far and fast because she was catching her breath. “Hi ma’am, I’m blind. If you’re very kind will you… How do you know my name?” he realized, “I’m Amy. I came to uh…Oh my god! You pretended to be blind?!” she questioned, “Oh My that is the funniest thing I’ll ever remember in my life. I should’ve let you continue on saying that sentence.” She was still catching her breath and Zandrew can already hear her heart pacing from it. “That’s all I can think of! Anyway, good thing you found me, I thought I was gonna be kidnapped or some sort.”

Dave spoke lightly. At this moment, Amy carefully stuck the eyelash into the eyelash cream, stood up, and said with a smile on her face, "You guys should talk. I'll wait at the door." I wanted to stop him. But Amy, moved quickly, put down the mascara and went out. Bang! The door was slammed shut. There were only Dave and I in the small dressing room. I stood up and wanted to go out. However, as soon as I made a move, Dave came straight over and pressed me down on the sofa without saying a word.

My peaceful vacation had officially transformed into a nightmare, and I wasn't even home yet. Before I could fully process my conversation with my mother, the phone chimed with an incoming text message. The sender made my stomach clench with dread—Amy Blackwood. I hadn't spoken to Amy in months, not since she'd made it clear that her interest in me was purely only for business and it was a way to make Damon jealous, to get her interested in me, and lose my friendship with him. I'd found her manipulative behavior distasteful and had made it a point to avoid her at social functions because losing Damon over this manipulative bitc was not worth it.

I told him I was going to my maid-of-honour Amy's place for some more wedding planning, and would spend the night there. Instead I remained home and with Amy's help, I climbed inside a large box, naked except for some sexy lingerie and thigh highs (I mean really sexy lingerie, with cut-outs for my cunt, ass and tits), and then Amy wrapped the box to make it look like an elaborate Christmas gift, which it certainly was! Amy had created a few holes for breathing and access, so I would have air to breathe and to give Dwayne access to my three pleasure holes and my breasts. As Amy was about to close me up inside the box, she asked, still surprised by this idea, which was so out of character for

72. The Ultimate Revelation Third Person's POV Travis stood frozen, shock and dread coursing through him. Miller’s words had reopened wounds he had buried deep within himself. The realization of how close he had come to losing Wynter—the person he cherished most in the world—gripped him like a vice. If Miller hadn’t arrived in time, Wynter might have met the same fate as Denissa. The mere thought of it flashed vividly before his eyes, making his knees feel weak.

Amy stumbled backward, fear and heartbreak twisting across her features. “Oliver, please,” she whispered. “Fight it.” I tried to grab my own wrist, tried to stop my arm mid-swing, but my other hand refused to move. I felt trapped inside my own body, screaming into darkness while Bernatta used me like a blade. Amy raised the dagger defensively, her entire body shaking. “I won’t fight you. I won’t hurt you.” Bernatta’s voice twisted inside my mind. Then she will die. My body lunged again.

Whose life would I unravel next in my quest for retribution? The night was young, and the city stretched out before me like a vast chessboard. I moved my pieces carefully, planning my next move with meticulous precision. The game was far from over, and I, Amber, was determined to emerge victorious, no matter the cost. The taste of victory was sweet on my lips as I continued my calculated assault on Lucas Davis. He had no inkling that the woman orchestrating his downfall was the very one he had wronged – his estranged wife, Amber, whose appearance he could no longer recognize due to the skillful hands of a skilled plastic surgeon.