Eula And Amber Novels & Stories

“I, say your name,” Liam instructed. While in front of her colleagues, Amber reluctantly raised her right hand. She was there to win the little boy’s heart. She dared not question his intent. She smiled, following Liam, “I, Amber Lum.” “Do solemnly swear that I will wholeheartedly offer gifts and snacks of any kind to Liam Wright,” Liam continued.

Amber leaned back in her chair with her eyes on Meadow, who refused to maintain eye contact with her. "You won't only care for Ethan; you will bear him children too. He doesn't have to touch you; I have that part covered. When the time comes, I will take you to the doctor for artificial insemination," she explained, and Meadow swallowed hard. Her mouth was dry, and her breathing was becoming difficult. Everything the Luna had said scared the hell out of her. Luna Amber finally smiled and leaned forward to look at her.

She needed him to belief that a girl with experience was just the ticket. Amber spared a moment to send an apology skyward, forgive me Leo, Grayson, little munchkin for what I’m about to do. And she was going to the doctor for antibiotics and shit first thing in the morning. Amber got down on her knees before Lazy Eye, reached up and unbuckled his pants. Her black silk dress made a nice cushion against the stone floor.

"The vacation is over. You’ve had your fun playing dress-up with a Le Brione. Your marriage to the Halloway heir is back on the schedule, and you’re needed in London by Monday. Pack your things." The library, once a sanctuary of quiet productivity, suddenly felt like the bridge of a warship. Amber stood in the center of the room, her spine a straight line of cold fury. "I am a partner in VIVI-AMBER, Father. I am not an asset of Miller Global to be liquidated. And I am certainly not a pawn for your political alliances."

I wanted to rip my own hair out. Every instinct in me screamed as I watched her fingers neatly fold that small, smug little piece of paper and slide it into her purse like it meant nothing. Like I meant nothing. And when I tried to say something—to warn her, to remind her who the hell Erlan was and what he was after—Amber had shut me down. Dismissed me like I was some irrelevant speck in her rearview mirror. Like she couldn’t even be bothered. I couldn’t stand there another second.

Damien's POV I couldn't believe the words that had just escaped Amber's lips. "Be the next Luna?" The thought echoed in my mind as I tried to make sense of it. A surge of guilt washed over me as I realized how close I had come to crossing a line I should never have approached. Amber, the maid, my uncle Derek's daughter, had nearly become a regrettable mistake. "What the heck do you mean?" I questioned her, scrutiny. She stopped panting and moaning. She tried to maintain her cool, but I knew there was something behind this. Was she fucking me to get a child from me and become….

AMBER I couldn't believe my ears as Clarisse's voice spilled out of the phone, a mix of satisfaction and triumph resonating through the receiver. "Amber, it's done," she said, her words laced with a sense of finality. "I broke up with Tiffany, and her mother came begging for forgiveness. We showed them the door, just like they deserved." I could hardly contain my joy. The plan had worked, just as we had meticulously orchestrated. Tiffany's world, built on lies and deceit, had come crashing down, and it was immensely satisfying to know that I played a part in it.

However, Livia felt like vomiting, knowing that Amber was just manipulating everyone. "Can you please drop the act, Amber? It's nauseating!" Livia said, her voice laced with anger. Her parents and Aldrake turned to her, their faces cold and unforgiving, ready to attack her again. But Amber intervened, her voice pleading, "Don't hurt her, please," Amber begged Aldrake, who nodded in response like a puppet.

Leila looked taken aback, “what's with the disregard, Amber?” “Oh, I am sure you don't know, or you are pretending not to. What the hell is this Leila?” Amber blurted, showing her the flask. She shrugged, “it's in your hand, found in your space. How do you expect someone like me coming all the way from outside to know what it is.” Amber hissed angrily, her patience was thinning out and despite Kira's plea for her to not push it any further? She took a determined stride towards Leila and almost dipped the flask in Leila's mouth.

Amber said with a wicked smile. Roselyn glared at her and said, “I will drag you out myself once your thirty minutes is over.” “Copy that, Miss Roselyn,” Amber offered her a smile and walked inside the Computer room. Once she turned on the computer, she went to the internet and tapped her fingers on the table. She thought about what to type and she bit her lips. Her fingers hovered above the keyboard before typing, “What is the Salem Witch Trials all about?” and she tapped on the enter button.