I Love Amy Bibi Novels & Stories

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. "

Fatu stated Kamur and Fatu knew about how Amir seems withdrawn when it comes to women. So they where surprised he made this one an exception. "Her name is Amira and You both should meet her, she's adorable and so beautiful" Amir said with fascination "I hope you don't tire of this one, but if you are just let me know" kamur said "Kamur!! Do you ever get tired" Fatu asked "Amir my friend I just think you should take it easy with her, she might not be like Shona your betrothed, not all women want something from you, some just want to be loved right" Fatu added

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

"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.

crazy humans. " I can eat here all day " Amy says as we eat our food .serious the food is delicious .I missed eating all these kind of foods since at home mom equally controls and determines what food that we are supposed to eat. " it is really delicious " I moaned as a bite a piece of my food. I cannot help moaning, I am a person who likes my food. We continued eating as we chatted. We talk about random things. Amy lives with a single mom after the death of her Father. That her mom is not well off but is ready and is able to provide her with a decent education.

TRAVIS Babe , where are you? I texted Amy . She didn’t reply . Amy , are you there??? I texted her again . Fucking hell . Where the fuck is she? Why isn’t she texting me back?She left with him . Could it be that something is going on with them ? No ,right? That can’t be . Huh. She loves me . It’s been fucking four years . She is mine now . I won’t let anyone take her away from me . Not even her fucking ex .

She murmured, pushing her hijab back with back palms but fine-flour rest on her cheeks. " No- I mean he's capable of catching everyone's eyes. I can see all town's townspeople making excuses just to take a glimpse of him. I swear I saw our neighbor aunties peeking inside through the panel. He's a Greek God. " Amy's tongue wasn't stopping so she held the pastry roller with narrow eyes like a cat. " I'll hit you if you don't stop right here. Go and serve your handsome prince charm. Let me do my work. " She turned around imagining Amy pouting.

sighed Amy, “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. And you have something no other woman has. You are gentle and graceful. You have an attractive temperament but, at the same time, you make people feel comfortable. You're the best woman I've ever met, and your husband has a hundred reasons to love you.” I laughed. Amy always encouraged me. Amy pulls out an invitation. “Your Grace, I almost forgot, you got an invitation to a party.” I looked at Amy's face. I knew she had something to say but she was trying to stop herself. “There's nothing between us that we can't talk about, Amy.” Amy had been my maid since she was seven, and our relationship had become something of a friendship