Blindsided Amy Daws Novels & Stories

Feeling terrified of the danger before her eyes, she quickly turned around and tried to run away, but Losa stabbed her back with a dagger. Jleb! “Ugh.” Amy widened her eyes as the dagger pierced her back profoundly. “Thanks for helping me,” Losa whispered in Amy’s ear, then laughed crazily again. She forcibly pulled out her dagger when blood flowed profusely from Amy’s back. Losa smiled with satisfaction when she saw Amy fall to her knees before finally collapsing onto the thick cold snow. “You help people at the end of your life. You will definitely go to heaven,” she said while changing her face to resemble Amy’s.

I had no idea it was this late. Jace stirs beside me and I immediately turn my attention to him. "Jace! Are you awake? It is me, Amy. We are safe. Dwayne is gone," I blubber nervously. The black wolf's eyes flutter open. I stare into his eyes and with deep joy that he is finally awake. I hold his head in my hands and continue pleading. "I am so glad you are finally awake. You have been unconscious for so long. I was so afraid you would never wake up."

She jumped back while ducking her head down again and missing another stabbing attempt. Amy moved like an Olympic gymnast. She didn’t let the elevator’s tight enclosed space hinder her mobility. She did a few backflips while trying to avoid being stabbed. She infuriated the woman soldier by kicking her in the head after doing a backflip. “Didn’t see that one coming, did you, bitch?” Amy didn’t let her heavy breathing stop her from taunting the Infantry-woman. She wiped the sweat off her face and neck before waving her finger at the soldier. Amy shifted to one side, missing another stabbing attempt. When Amy jumped out of the way, she stabbed the soldier straight through her wrist at the same

Pearl says, looking over her shoulder worriedly in that guy’s direction. “That was epic to watch, Amy! You are truly fearless! That has earned you another shot,” Viviana laughs before making her way back to the bar. “There is a fine line between fearless and stupid,” I mutter under my breath, but even with the loud music, everyone can still hear me thanks to our werewolf hearing. “Whatever. Let’s focus on dancing and having fun! Daya, do you still have Darius blocked from the mindlink? Remember what you promised!” Amy turns to our older sister, who is standing there with her arms crossed, not looking amused anymore.

She mocked me. "No more games Aubrey Blaine. No more games. Face the true monarch bravely. Don't hide behind a façade. Face me and end this. Remove your mask." I spoke pointedly at her. "What mask?" She laughed. "I am Amy Daunter." I couldn't take no more and I took out my dagger hitting her in the face with the hilt. She fell backwards, spitting blood out of her mouth. I took off my sweatshirt, showing them the sword that was strapped on my back. The crowd gasped upon seeing the sword. I turned around and walked back inside the house. I walked up to my room, shutting the door behind me. I sat down on the bed defeated and fell back, running a hand through my hair.

It made him very terrifying. As for Amy, she was stunned as well. She didn't expect to see the CEO of Dawson Real Estate Holdings get slapped by a nobody in public. Of course, that sight pissed her off to no end. After all, today was the day when the Dawsons and the Meyers held their business gala. The fact that Cassian slapped Jay was equivalent to him slapping her as well. So, Amy yelled, "You definitely have a death wish, don't you? I'm warning you—"

Do you still have feelings for her?" "No." Do-Yun answers instantly. "Then what are you afraid of?" Ye-Rim says and walks away leaving a stunned Do-Yun. Ye-Rim drops herself on the couch and glances at the television screen. "Are you angry?" He asks and sits near her. "Yes." She answers without taking her eyes off the screen. "I am just worried about her. You know that she was used to my best friend." He says softly and puts his arm around her shoulder to comfort her. "I know." She smiles weakly before looking up to meet his gaze. "Let's forget it." He caresses her cheek. "No." She pushes his hand away. "Just leave." She whispers.

The echoes of the game still lingered in the Denver Coliseum’s corridors, but Jeremy Davis felt like he was walking into a new world. Clean-shaven, hair still damp from the shower, he straightened the cuffs of his tailored suit-a tradition he’d kept since his earliest days as a player. On GameDay, he dressed for the part, and tonight, he wanted everything to be perfect. This wasn’t just any post-game dinner. This was Alexandra.

I wiped the tears running down my cheeks with my left palm. Dr. Amrah watched me keenly without saying a word. She was letting me have a moment. What will she do next? I thought. "Fetty let's go." She said. I wasn't sure whether I properly heard her. "Home? " I retorted. "Yes we are going home. " she said again. I wanted to ask her how she felt after I divulged my secrets to her. I wanted to know what her response will be but instead she said nothing, she wanted us to go home. I got up, folded the traditional indian mat and placed it in the trunk of her car. We drove back into London without uttering a word to each other. "Can you please drop me at the bar? " I pleaded. "Sure." She replied.

“Where chaos and danger are just the beginning. And you? You’re standing in the middle of it all, moonbeam.” I swallowed hard, hands tightening around my books, every nerve alert. My heart was loud enough I feared it might betray me, that it might signal to all the hunters and predators where I stood. I didn’t know how any of this could get worse. But somehow… I had the feeling it would. Because it always does at Ashwyck.