I Love Amy Bibi Novels & Stories

I love you all for reading it and supporting it continuously. This book would not be here without certain people in my life. and I would like to take a moment and appreciate Thier efforts as well. Saamia Shabbir, one of my best friends who supported me throughout this journey. Her nickname is Amy, so you can see where that character came from. She even helped me with the making of few big plots in the novel. She is the best part of my life to be honest. Saamia, this is all because of you.

Avery Consoled. After Anna Calmed down. " let's leave that for now alright? " " Okay," Anna Nodded. " Can you tell me about yourself, Anna? " " Hmm... " " I am Anna Jones, A Student of imperial Star School, I love singing and dancing, my hobby is Studying and learning new things, I also adore listening to Music, My Favorite Artist is Billie Eilish. " Anna Replied already Smiling. " That's good to hear, I heard that you happen to be the best student in your school. "

I said shyly as I felt my face heating up. Stop acting like a ten-year-old girl with a crush, Nicola. “Oh, it’s great to meet you,” Amy said, looking genuinely happy for me. “What do you do?” “I have a few businesses here and there,” he said, but Wesley’s eyes widened, and I knew he recognized Cole. “Wait, dude, you’re the youngest billionaire guy.” Wesley said as Cole nodded his head, and I buried my head in his arm. Amy’s eyes widened, and she mouthed “Wow” at me. I could feel the heat creeping up my neck as I tried to compose myself. This was going to be an interesting night.

Emm blinked as she smiled sweetly hugging Abbey “Little treasure is so sweet; how can anyone bear to bully me?” Amy had followed Abbey into the office seeing that Night Blade had no intention of being a gentleman and staying outside. She had to make sure her boss was safe; other than being a workaholic, her boss didn’t have any flaws and she liked working with her; she was young anyway… she could afford to work long hours. Amy had just stepped into the office and closed the door when she heard little treasure’s words which were adorable; how could anyone relate the word arrogant to that adorable face? She stood leaning against the door, staring starry-eyed at Emm. She really wanted to hug th

Abby’s friend, Sia, said. “I heard Hanson Rivera’s son is going to be here with his girlfriend” “Yeah, that’s why security is on high alert” “There she is—” “Her skin is so smooth” “How can you see that from over here?” Security and paparazzi swarmed the area as the couple made their way in. Catherine shrugged a little, staring into space. “Wow, Ruby looks so nice. She lost weight, don’t you think?” she evaded the question, not casting a single glance at her former friend. “Did she have to attend every event in the city?”

"You also like him, don't you?" "Why should I answer you?" Amy sneered. "Slut, why are pretending like you are some kind of holy mother when you are a devil inside" No reaction. Amy felt that sooner or later, she would die because of annoyance. She changed the topic and said instead. "Guess what, I discovered some juicy news" Removing the earphone, Thelma sneered. "Are you crazy, oops, I forget that you are a lunatic, otherwise, what would your news discovering have to do with me?"

Chapter 5. —Nathan’s pov— Alright man, are you ready to see little Tatiana? I can hear her singing through the kitchen door. Say nothing. This is a rare moment she only sings when she’s by herself. Ya sure Chase, I got it. Chase walked into the kitchen silent as a mouse she wouldn’t of heard him enter anyway because she hasn’t gotten her wolf yet. Right now, all I see is her back, but it’s her singing that has gotten my full attention. I never knew she could sing. Her voice reminds me of that singer Amy Lee from Evanescence. Tatiana sounds just like her. Fucking amazing.

Amy is a wonderful hostess. As anyone knows in the business world people are often very shallow. We have all seen it; the person will be speaking to us but looking over our shoulder to see who is more important to be chatting with. When Amy is talking to someone she focuses exclusively on them. Her green eyes and sincere stare mesmerizes men and women.

"And I'm sure, if your Abbi was here, he wouldn't care too. We love you just the way you are." My Abbi. My late Abbi. "Thank you, Ammi. I need to go now," I said quickly before I gave in to the sad emotions engulfing me. "I'll call you before I sleep. Take care." "I love you, Bingel." I slipped my phone from my ears and sighed. At least, that went better than I imagined. 'I can't wait for Ammi's hugs,' Robyn said quietly. 'I miss them.' 'I miss them too,' I admitted, and at the same time my phone vibrated with a message. It was from Natasha.

Amy followed Zion through the bustling lobby, her grip on his hand tightening with each passing moment. As they made their way to the elevator, Amy stole a glance at Zion, her heart fluttering at the sight of him standing beside her. But despite the prying stares and whispered conversations, Amy held her head high, refusing to let the scrutiny of others intimidate her. She was Amy Armstrong, CEO of Diamond Group, and she would not allow herself to be cowed by the opinions of others.