Ilia Amitola Novels & Stories

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

“I am making a vision board for my future. Miss Daniels said if you can see it, you can achieve it.” “And what are you dreaming up tonight?” She turned the board toward me. There, at the center, was a glossy magazine cut-out of a tall, elegant woman in a sharp white suit. Confident. Polished. Powerful. The kind of woman who looked like she owned every room she stepped into. “That is her,” Primrose said reverently. “Amara Holt. She is the richest businesswoman in the world. She gives money to hospitals, builds schools, and fights for poor people. I want to be just like her.”

She said. I don't know if I should tell her my real name. "My name is Bethany."I managed to say. "Thats a nice name ,unlike mine its manly."She said . "Its a nice name ,I can call you Christy." "I never thought of shortening my name."She said smiling. "So Let's be friends."she added. "Sure."

It's almost been a year and yet I couldn't find a clue of where she is, and what makes my search harder is Rachel is a loner and secretive person, in many ways she is like me. Except for the fact that she is loud and quirky which is quite opposite of what I'm, but staying away from her made me realize one thing that I haven't realized working with her for years. That her smile and attitude are just a mask that she puts on to hide the true feeling in her heart. Her smile is nothing but a shield that she uses to protect herself from suffering, but that day with alcohol in her system she is finally able to show the pain, the thoughts the feeling she has been hiding for years, and that was the l

Not to mention the fact that if I understood my brother's note correctly, he may know something about, or even be an accomplice to, Axel's abuse. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Amaris," the Alpha says, grinning at me. Then, his eyes go to his son. At Kenton's nod, he turns to the people of his pack. I Look from the two men before me, then turn my attention to the men and women who are standing before the three of us, trepidation creeping in as I watch them lower their heads at the three of us as if I'm someone important to them along with the two men standing next to me. "Everyone, I would like to introduce to you Kenton's mate and the future Luna of our pack, Amaris Redding."

Aquilus made a sound of amazement, “Behold, the renowned Virsathen!” He pointed a high, magnificent floating isle where water sprang. They all looked up to it, slack-jawed and unable to speak. It was an amazing sight to look at. It almost reached the sky and the falling water appeared like angel’s wings. With the sight of the Virsathen, Ellaine remembered her dream. She once wanted to see it to know if it really was the same tree she dreamt about. Now she would finally find out. But if she did find it out, what would she do next?

“I’m Adelina and I’m calling from KlasyRhodes fashion home, Luanda. We need you to create some designs ma. We want to put up a fashion show and we need new unusual foreign designs.” Could she just stop with the madam thing, Chava had cringed one of her fists already; she didn’t like to be addressed with ‘ma’. Luanda? That was an African country and the caller didn’t sound like a regular client. Where did she get her contact from? “OK, my name is Chava or you can call me Miss Ava.” She smiled. “OK mad--sorry, Miss Ava. How much is your rate?” “When is the deadline? And how many designs?”

Not foaming! My sister suffers from arthilopedia, a sickness she got from premature birth and in a very risky circumstance. It makes her collapse at anytime, which makes her eye rolls backwards when she doesn't get her medication on time. I am happy she made it, even though my mom didn't. In ten minutes I got home. Ayo was there already, making me relax a little. I rushed into the elevator and tapped the button for my floor. On reaching my apartment, I barged in.

James waited patiently for 30,000 years to pass. 30,000 years later, James changed his appearance in the courtyard house. He came to a handsome-looking young man dressed in a white robe. Dahlia tidied up his hair for him. “Leilani Amani is known throughout the Greater Realms as a beautiful woman. She pays a lot of attention to one’s appearance and demeanor. While you’re on Mount Eden, you’ll have to pay attention to how you speak and act.”