Ilia Amitola Novels & Stories

asked the man in a dongker shirt, his voice low but sexy. The assistant approached to take some look and then returned to his feet. "Oh, that's a cooperation contract proposed by Altakendra Corp. They want to build a resort in Amsterdam." "Amanda Altakendra, an architect who has now settled in Indonesia, has collaborated several times with this company. She designed the companies in Japan and Austria. For additional information, the woman was so beautiful and sexy and single," Brian explained. A faint smile appeared on the handsome face of a man in a blue shirt when he heard the explanation of Brian, his personal assistant.

Grandma Amelia came to Alpha Jake's room and as usual, she saw him staring at Leilah's picture. "I always hate myself for not believing Leilah, I won't stop apologizing to you for taking Leilah away from you, I'm so sorry." Grandma Amelia said. He didn't even look at her. "Why are you here?" He asked Coldly. "Uhmm, I guess you know about the great female Alpha Amanda." Grandma Amelia answered. "I heard about her name only and the great things she has done which won her the award of the most greatest female Alpha." Alpha Jake said.

The girl wearing black office attire whispered to her friend who can’t take the eyes on her. “For almost five months, I am glad she already came back. But, we should be careful with our moves right now. We know how devil she is if we do simple mistakes.” The man whispered to his co-worker. He should have spoken again but Amaia’s hawk eyes landed on him, making him feel the invisible electricity of fear. Amaia is back. The Queen of Doom is back. She has a title as a Doom Queen, one of the famous Neuropsychologists in Asia. She is a remarkable psychologist and resolves a lot of cases on her patients even her attitude was kind of ill-tempered.

Amanda nodded in approval. "I know it's too early for me to say this since we're not married yet, but I want to let you know that I won't tie you in the house, and I'm not expecting you to be a submissive wife. I want you to continue being a smart and independent woman. I don't want you to be known as Mrs. Emmett Albreicht, but I want you to be known as Amanda Montserrat, the genius and successful CEO of Etoile Cosmetics Company." Emmett sincerely stated.

But that was hard, seeing as she just sat there looking out of space. Camila Brinx was indeed a fine and beautiful young woman, she was a role model to many girls and women, they aspired to have her calm and collected mindset. I've heard many girls discussing how beautiful she was and how much they admired the way she talked and carried herself. She was indeed remarkable, she has a light six pack and a beautiful hour glassed shape, not to mention her moisturized curly brunette hair.

But remembering it at her current situation only made her feel regret and sadness. "Lia?" "Uh. His name is Damian" Amelia says as she snaps back to reality. Her head turns to the TV that was playing the news. It was about the top 10 CEOs of the year. Amelia's eyes widened as the top 1 CEO was shown. It was him, with his forest eyes that seem to be able to see through anything. It was her first. It was Damian. "Lia? What is it?" Tara asks and looks at the direction of Amelia's eyes.

"Tell me everything." Amelia paused for a moment, then took a deep breath. "Okay," she began, her words measured. "My real name is not Amelia Blackwood. It's Amara, and I'm not entirely human. I come from a lineage of mystics, bound to the Moon Goddess herself." Ethan's eyes widened in shock. "Mystics? Moon Goddess?" Amara nodded. "Yes, we are guardians of the Moon's power, given the ability to channel its energy. It was my mission to protect the Moonlit Meadow and make sure its sacred energy stayed pure."

“That I’ll bleed until nothing remains.” Silence fell over the table. Amira’s heart pounded, but before she could speak, the television on the wall flickered on, the evening news rolling across the screen. The anchor’s voice filled the room. Breaking tonight: ‘shocking revelations about Amira Santis, the woman linked to billionaire Montez De Vitalio. Sources allege that considering the fact she once worked as a stripper, she used her position to seduce her way into De Vitalio’s life. New reports claim her relationship is part of a calculated scheme to dismantle his empire from within.’

Hearing those words, Hannah’s heart dropped. The moon goddess had given her a Second Chance Mate. "Hannah, please!" Liam said, reaching out to her. "I want you to be my mate. Please accept my proposal." Hannah looked at him, her heart racing. She could feel the mate bond but everything was happening so fact she couldn't process it at once, she was scared that she might not be able to stand beside him and his park might not accept her. He was the alpha, and she was just a beta and a maid at that. They were from different worlds, and she knew that this relationship could never be accepted by the pack.