James Amendola Novels & Stories

One more win and he’d claim the crown. “You’re just a loser who couldn’t beat my big brother for years,” Kennedy shot back, voice tight. “If he hadn’t had an accident, you wouldn’t even—” “Nah, nah,” James cut in, smirking. “He’s a cripple now. He won’t be competing again.” Then he saw Alicia. His eyes widened, shock flashing into something uglier. He grimaced as if the sight of her beside Andy offended him. “Hey, pretty lady,” James drawled. “You might not know this, but Andy’s not just a cripple—he can’t perform as a man either. I know you’re with him for his money, but I’m rich too. Come with me and feel like a woman.”

Stephanie snapped at the man with open hostility, and I saw the guards already moving to remove him. “Wait. I’ll answer him.” Lorenzo lifted a hand, signaling for them not to drag out the kamikaze journalist. “No, I’m not afraid of being criticized. In fact, I challenge anyone to come here and tell me to my face that my Luna is worth less because she’s an Omega. Is that what you think?” He answered with all the arrogance of a man who owned this territory. “No, no, Patriarch. I’m only voicing other people’s concerns. The King...” the man replied, trying to keep his pants dry.

she asked, looking at him with confusion. "I just want to make sure we're on the same page," James said, his hand still hovering near her lap. "With Andrew in a coma, the business is in your hands. I want to help you make the right decisions." Amelia looked at him skeptically. "You're only interested in the business, aren't you?" she said, standing up from the couch. "You're trying to get close to me so you can manipulate me and get what you want." James looked at her, pretending to be surprised. "What are you talking about? I just want to help you."

“Choked on my drink, that’s all.” “Careful. Don’t spill anything on the carpet,” I said. He scowled. “Funny.” They must have felt the tense energy between us, so Alex interrupted. “How is your new product going, Amanda?” “I am still working on it. I promise that this time it won’t fail. I am hoping to go somewhere tomorrow and get one last ingredient.” He was puzzled. “I thought you received it this morning.” “It’s a last-minute thing. I already called the place and Diego has agreed to come, right Diego?” I turned to him. His eyes bulged out of his face.

So does my back. A shape blocks the light. My eyes adjust, and I convulse back. I don't recognize the man as he smiles, exhibiting the long protruding canines from his mouth as he places his hands on the car frame. He cocks his deeply scarred face, jagged lines that worsen as his smile broadens. "Hello Andrea."

I said to James. "Has it been that long since your last visit?" he asked. "Her name is Adriana, and she has been here for about six months. She is an accomplished pianist and has a beautiful voice. She is quite stunning, and we are lucky to have her." "She isn't on our books as having permission to be working out of the pack lands or here," I said somewhat pointedly. James looked at me in shock.

Steve joked, which was immediately reciprocated by Fiona. *** Fiona snorted. Her bead stared at a man she was of course familiar with. He's Sam Smith, the future CEO of S Group and her college friend. Jack certainly knew Sam because the man used to visit his house a lot. "Dad just wants the best for you," Jack said. The woman named Fiona Aubrey snored softly. The same remarks that parents always say to their children. Jack didn't even understand Fiona, but the man now assumed that he knew everything.

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.

Liam, my Gamma, said when he pushed the door of my office open and entered. “What animal?” I focused on my work. “Your fucking brother of course,” he dropped his gun on the desk. “What bro….. Hold on!! Is Vogar here?” I dropped the file on my desk. “You didn't invite him? I saw him enter your bedroom. I think the little Omega you’re holding captive welcomed him in.” “I’m not holding her captive. There is a deal.” “We are both saying the same thing. I saw a new servant. Dark wavy long hair. She looks beautiful and pure. Who is she?” He asked.