La Amante Novels & Stories

Anita who travelled out of the City returned. She wanted to go and visit her friend so that she will inform her what happened that made her to stay longer than expected. She decided to walk because her friend's house is not very far from hers. She was walking when a handsome young man approached her. He called her attention but Anita didn't want anything to do with him. The young man said, " Amanda, can't you recognize me?" Amanda replied, " Not again. Why do people refer to me as Amanda. I am not Amanda and please stop bothering me." The young man smiled and said, "If you are not Amanda then you must be her twin sister because there is nothing different from both of you."

’ Amore thought to herself… she jerk her head left and right looking at all three doors. “There... that door, that door is standing slightly ajar.” She whispered to herself. Okay now I am going crazy, I even started talking to myself. Nice Amore, she thought to herself while shaking her head. Amore knew she could not go through the front door. That would be like saying “Hey guys here I am, come and kill me.” She knew she had to search for another way out, a window was her only option. She looked around her making sure she does not receive any unwelcome company. With her hands at her side, she tightened her grip on the knife. Forgetting about her injured leg she tiptoed over to the room. She

she now moved towards Abhimanyu. "Ita..." he whispered softly. "My wife is no more. You are the only woman I love, Yami" She taunted choking on her tears. He just looked at her in remorse. There are no words he could use to explain himself. "That's why I got selected for AD's so easily. That's why there was no one for the interview except me. That's why everything felt so familiar to you. And that's why you were able to manipulate and fool me" she sobbed finally letting her tears out.

she said gently. Alessandro handed Luciano to her carefully. As she held their daughter, she looked at her husband and their boys, who were now gently poking each other and giggling. And in that moment, Antonia smiled through glassy eyes. "I, Antonia Amato, am the most blessed woman on earth." The End.

he stammered. Amara’s eyes narrowed, lips curling into a lethal smile. “Bigger than me? Nothing is bigger than what I can handle.” Her movements were swift, almost poetic, blending lethal precision with an intoxicating presence that left the lieutenant trembling. Luca joined her, his hand brushing hers, a reminder of their unbreakable bond. “Together,” he murmured, voice low and possessive. “Always.” The lieutenant broke under their combined pressure, revealing names, plans, and secrets that exposed the depth of betrayal within Granada. Amara’s mind cataloged every detail, each revelation a key to dismantling the syndicate from within.

She wondered if she thought out of her ass something. “Well, Alfonso loves Chanel too since you care,” Amanda replied before walking away. She knew Tatiana would never be up for the job. Amanda needed to focus on how she was going to get Angelo back and fast. She would get anything she wanted and she would make sure of it. ****************************************

Obviously, the entitled tone belonged to Lamia Thelowar. Scum, my ass. I rolled my eyes, low-key, hoping she would see. I barely had time to glance at her before she glided away, sweeping the haughty attitude with her as she passed. Lamia Thelowar was a tall girl with wavy brunette hair. With slanting dark eyes that stressed her cunning edge, accompanied with dewy skin and luscious lips- she, of course, was the desired fashion icon. Despite my pride, I have to admit, I also sought her well-known visuals at one point, too.

By,Tamar writes 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐍 . ✮•✮•✮•✮ "Amour, you can't go in there" Aurelio said trying to stop Amour who kept trying to stand up "But my sister and Flame they're-" "Amour!!" Amour stopped talking when she heard someone call her name. She turned to see Raven running towards her with traces of tears in her eyes

She was his now. She fought against the sneer that tugged at her lips. How dare she think that he would be any different than those that had come before. He was not the first who had been tempted by her lovely face, despite it being slightly sunken and pale from the years of torment at the hands of her former enslaver. Not one had been able to afford the steep price Madam had insisted they pay before allowed the privilege of snatching her virtue….until him that was. Despite herself, a single tear escaped. It rolled through her dirt covered cheeks, leaving a blinding mark as it did so. Her hand flew up in a desperate attempt to wipe it away before Madam could see the evidence.

Eryx responds, standing up. “But Eryx, you haven’t eaten your food yet. Why are you leaving so suddenly?” Revilla tries to stop him. “It’s okay, Bunny girl. I’m not hungry. I’ll eat when I get home,” Eryx says, turning to leave. As he walks, Amy glares at Revilla, but they don’t notice. “Who is she? She seems close to Eryx,” Braylon asks, feeling uncomfortable about their interaction. “She’s Amy, the only daughter of the Richardson family, and Eryx’s fiancée,” Alex explains with a deep sigh.