Cute Amy Novels & Stories

'She must have come and gone by the back way, when I was busy. 'I. . . I. . . was glad to see her,' Amy said, choosing her words with care. 'She's . . . very interesting, and very beautiful.' She caressed the little black figure, which still rested on her lap. 'She makes me feel like a sparrow beside a bird of paradise . . .' 'Not a sparrow.' Mysteriously, he relaxed into that tender, transforming smile. 'A woodpecker maybe.' 'You're calling me a woodpecker?' Amy gazed at him, unable to look away. 'Red crest, harsh call, habit of banging on?'

'She's too precious for this world' Amy thought and cupped her cheeks as she stares at Amelia happily. "I'm glad" Anne suddenly said as she sighs. "Anne?" Helga said. "Oh, I'm just glad that madam Lia isn't the kind of person we all thought her to be. She really suits the master" Anne said and smiled with relief. Amelia felt herself blush after hearing Anne's compliment. "Oh! madam Lia is blushing! How cute!" Maisy chuckled. "Maisy," Helga said, calling Maisy's name with firmness in her tone.

Looking at her, I can't help but remember the scene at the Lycan clan. The emotions and expression on Amy's face were so crazy; she had the complete aura of a queen. It was so crazy. It was like she was a lady from those movie dramas; she exhibited all the characteristics without flaws. She is a supportive wife who knows when to be strong and when to be hard. She didn't even give room for other men in her relationship. She was fighting with me a bit hard, and she turned so soft like a marshmallow when her husband showed up! I can't believe I missed that.

I looked like the textbook image of the undead. I let out another big sigh as I sauntered toward the wardrobe to select today’s outfit. “Get it together, Amy”, I whispered to myself. “You may be heartbroken, but you’re still a hottie. You’re not going to let those assholes ruin your day, your week, or even another minute of your life. You’re only 25, you’ve got your whole life ahead of you. You’re beautiful, you’re strong, you’re smart, you’re rich, you have a fat ass, a flat stomach and tits to die for. Whatever is meant for you can’t be taken away. The garbage threw itself in the can.”

The door clicked shut behind him, and Emily turned back to Amy, whose eyes were sparkling with excitement. "You guys are so cute!" Amy squealed, making Emily laugh. The sound was infectious, a small moment of normalcy in a world that had been anything but. "Come on, let's get dressed up," Amy said, jumping up from the bed with a little dance. "Maybe I'll meet someone to fall in love with." Emily couldn't help but chuckle at Amy's enthusiasm. "I wonder how you're older than Kamsy. You act like a baby." Amy stuck her tongue out playfully, then turned to Emily's closet. "Help me pick something out! I need to look fabulous."

I could even see some fruit slices, various colors, the size of a thumb, sticking to the decorations of my pink dress. "For all the humiliations you've inflicted on me, you've ruined my plans, you've taken voting money from me, and you dared challenge me on stage. You know, I've liked Laird since 10th grade," Amy roared. "You dare to claim you are part of our group, but you betray me," Amy hissed while I could only stay silent, staring at the leftover ice cubes from the fruit punch at the tip of my shoe. “Stupid bitch,” Amy grumbled while walking past me.

I felt fear. Real Fear. “Do you think your performance is worth your freedom?”he asked. I nodded,not quite whether it would be wiser to deny it. “Oh,poor kitty,…” The room door opened with a slight bang. “Babyyyy!!!!”a curvy lady,with a shrinking blonde hair screamed,rushing in for a hug from Adam. Adams reaction changed a he put on a closed lip smile. “Why didn't you call?” “Nothing”her eyes moved from my feet up to my face like she was inspecting me with curiosity.

JACQUELINE “I’ll be back soon,” I promised again, turning to Amy with a soft smile. She waved both her little hands dramatically, her voice high and sweet. “Okay, but don’t take forever, Jackie! Dante and I’ll be waiting. Pinky promise!” I had met Dante, the cutest dinosaur I’d ever seen. Even though Dante had long, fluttery lashes and the pinkest lips I’d ever seen on a green toy, Amy still maintained that Dante was male.

He smiled, and I saw my friend relax under his easy questioning. "Amy, I told you. No one can ever replace you in my life. Besides, you already gave me the most adorable baby as a godson. There's no competing with that." "I hear you." I softened, and she kissed my cheek. "There's no replacement for you in my life." "So what is this friend of yours like? When are we meeting her? I've always told Amy that she needs more friends other than you, but she never listens to me." "Don't worry. You know she's not a people person but I'm going to draw her out. She's going to love Purple. Her energy is very infectious."

In the world where social hierarchy exists, there’s an 8 year old girl who lives in an orphanage and works for money. She has golden hair, and rainbowed eyes. Her eyes can change depending on how she feels. If she’s angry, her eyes will turn to red, if she’s sad, her eyes will turn to blue, but her normal eye colour is golden brown. “Clementine!” the head of the orphanage shouted to her. She quickly runs towards the room next to her, then asks the head.