Captain Amelia Fanart Novels & Stories

I murmur, leaning back against the pillows. Amelia is simple, loyal to a fault, and utterly infatuated with her crippled Alpha. It is written all over her scent. "Would you like something to pass the time, Ms. Nightbane?" she asks, adjusting the blanket. "A historical scroll, or perhaps a romance saga?" "Actually, do you have a charcoal pencil and some thick parchment?" Amelia blinks in surprise. "Are you an artist?" "I design the team uniforms and protective gear for the professional leagues," I explain, a small smirk playing on my lips. "I need to keep my hands busy, or my wolf will go stir-crazy."

Catalina looked at her, “you have special abilities, what are they?” Amelia smiled at her, “I can change my human’s appearance,” she turned to me, “I will do what I need to do.” Amilia’s eyes flickered back to their beautiful blue, and she blinked, “that was weird,” she shook her head, and her cheeks flushed red, “and forward as hell.” I chuckled, “your wolf is a lot like you, but now we have some answers and know that Lilly needs to be protected no matter what and so do you Spitfire, at any cost.” I looked into her eyes, “you promised your wolf to meet her mate tomorrow?”

“However, the news of them will also get to her enemies, those who killed her. And they will both be in danger” I nodded. He was of course right. “Valor, I want our most trusted people on this” He nodded. “I will personally ensure it”, he said leaving. “Bring Amelia” I said. He stopped and I can see that he was hesitating. “My King??? Amelia?” “You heard me, Valor!!!!!!” Amelia was the one of the most ancient Elf warriors. Her thirst for blood would rival that of a demon, yet she had many more talents on her disposal, and very little patience. “She cannot be controlled”, Valor says.

Sebastian smiled, "I have no doubt you'll do great. I'm proud of you." Amelia giggled, "Thanks." Everything about Amelia was Art. She draws and paints extremely well and went to college to study for it because she wanted to be a professional. After getting a deal creating a painting for a cosmetic company that turned out to be the face of the brand, Amelia decided it was time for her to start her company. She would love to create more paintings for future brands, offer workshop classes on drawing, painting and other crafts and a part of her office will be her Gallery. A place where she would display all her works and sell them.

I chuckle. Suddenly, she walks into the room. Small dark skinned woman like my wife. I saw my wife's eyes get wider. I can tell my wife likes my choice of captain. She was an attractive woman that was her height and shape. She had short black hair that went to her shoulders. While my wife had longer black hair that shined in the light. "Hello, I'm Captain Amellia. Are you the man I spoke with?" The captain asked.

She always has a new gist whenever we talk. I pulled off my clothes and took a quick shower. Once I was done I tried to do my assignment, and when that didn't work cause I was a bit distracted by images of a certain captain, I turned on my laptop to read a book and when that didn't work either, I simply gave up and lied down to sleep. And was inevitably assaulted with dreams about a dark skinned, curly haired captain. So much for being calm and getting a good nights sleep. Thanks for reading Please, Vote/Comment

Damian asked. "Y-Yes," Amelia said. Damian called for the lady and gave her the sketch that Amelia had chosen. The lady smiled as she took the notebook. "We'll have it ready in 5 days," she said and showed a business smile. Damian nodded, not saying anything. Amelia smiled and bowed at the lady before leaving with Damian whose arms were snaked around her waist.

For a minute, Keratin forgot his own struggles, captured in the snare of Galieel's explanation. "Amelia is a human, and not just any human I told myself. She's a visionary. She sees things that others do not. She saw it before Germaine found the Ork base, but I did not believe her and so I kept it to myself. But as you can see - she was spot on. She made it very clear from the beginning that we could never be, that is until she also fell in love with me. I never imagined the moon goddess to have such a grand sense of humor."

Feathers then stood and walked away. "Roy, I think you should advise your wife and daughter to stop acting like kids, I don't know what exactly their purpose was but their hatred for Celine will only land them into more trouble. Celine is the Luna of our pack and she's favored by our alpha," Amelia advised Roy and then stood. She glanced at Celine with an indifferent look and walked away from the table. Although Amelia didn't show Celine that she loves her, Celine was also sure thay Amelia was not having hatred towards her. Perhaps, she was just neutral.

It is just one of the many reasons she was perfect for Isolde, just as Isolde’s patience and understanding can temper Valeria’s natural storm while equally embracing it. “We have said we’re sorry only a million times,” Ceren interjects, crossing her arms in irritation. The most opinionated of my girls, but it’s what makes her, her. She wears her heart on her sleeve, the good and the bad. “More than understandable, but I assure you no harm will come to anyone within these walls,” I promise Valeria. I walk around, smiling with joy as I finally get to meet my favourite Alpha – but don’t tell the other Alphas that. “Alpha Ambassador Amelia,” I chirp excitedly, reaching out and taking her hand, “