Romans & histoires Lovely Amelia Jane

I'm not sure what she is thinking, so I just keep silently watching her with a half-smile, saying something might chase her the hell away from me. Seeing the uncertainty on my face, she smiles and stretches out her arm to offer me her hand. "My name is Amelia." Damn, Amelia has a great smile. Unlike the other hybrids, who seem devoid of emotion, Amelia ooze charm through her toothy smile alone. She is also beautiful. If she weren't looking at me with hints of terror, I would most definitely pick her up into my arms, and kiss those lush lips of hers, complete the mate-bond. I take her smaller hand in mine, flashing a goofy smile. "Apparently, Ryan."

They seemed to have been friends for a long time. The woman's gaze shifted from Alex to Amelia when she noticed her there, and then Alexander noticed her too. "Amy, finally! " Alex said as he looked at her. "Come on, I want you to meet a friend. Amelia soon approached, standing in front of both of them. The blonde woman stood up and greeted Amelia, smiling excitedly at her. "So you're the famous Amelia Jones? " the blonde said, looking like a human version of Barbie. "I've heard a lot about you, but Alex was right, you are beautiful!

The crowd was left in awe; Axel Farley, a man who seldom showed affection for any woman, was gazing at her with such adoration. Axel turned to me and said, “Are you ready, Amelia? From today on, you’re in for a different beginning.” I nodded, “Don’t worry, Axel. The love-struck Amelia is dead; what’s alive now is the vengeful Amelia.” Just then, a shocked voice rang out: “Amelia? What are you doing here?” I looked up to see Damian and Vivian. Vivian was wearing a stunning bespoke evening gown that sparkled under the lights. But her smile seemed a bit forced as she said, “You—”

Her eyes looked weary and sleep- deprived, but she liked very pretty for someone of her age. I couldn't find the words to respond with because I wasn't expecting to see any of this when I came here looking for Larry. "Hello, my name is Amelia.I am Larry's lover.I haven't seen the outside world in decades after he imprisoned me here." Amelia's voice was hoarse and weak and she looked up at me beseechingly. Wow that must be tough. If she is saying the truth. "Please, help me get out of here before Larry gets back!"

“Really? You love to keep them too?” Amy, who was happy that she was sharing a hobby with the mighty princess, hurriedly replied that it was true. Amelia scanned her heavy clothes and nodded happily. “I see that you are also a lover of jewelry. I love them a lot” she commented, and she blushed. “Yes, I care about my appearance a lot, since I represent the Alpha anywhere I go” she responded, throwing a slight jab at Helena, who was in simple attire and adornment. “That’s refreshing”, Amelia added with a smile.

Jane said warmly. "Oh, please call me Fiona. Everyone calls me that," Fiona insisted. "Alright then, Fiona," Jane smiled, grateful for how friendly she was. "And you must be the queen and her knight," Jane said, looking down at the kids. Amelia smiled at that, her eyes gleaming with joy at the title. "What's your name?" Jane asked. "I'm Amelia, and this is Adrian, my brother," Amelia introduces. "Oh, I see," Jane replied, adding, "I'm Jane."

“ Lia means gentle. Lia is someone who can appreciate the beauty in this world. Like this ceiling is so…pretty. And you are so beautiful. ” I felt the strange tug to my heart again. I sighed. “ you are drunk, Amelia. ” “ Amelia is someone who will keep working—working hard for everything without an—any guarantee about success. ” She groaned and rolled all the way to the other corner of the room like a wheel. I didn’t know whether to laugh at what she was doing or think about what she was saying. The struggle was real. So, I decided to walk to the opposite corner and sit on the couch. Silently, she kept rolling back and forth and giggled like a mad girl.

She was tall, with soft, dyed blonde waves cascading past her shoulders, wide grey eyes, and a shy, dimpled smile. She wore a pale lavender sundress and white sneakers, clutching a small tablet to her chest. "Hi," she said softly. "I'm Amelia. The baby of the family." She gave Harper a small wave. "It's really nice to meet you, Harper. I've... heard a lot about you." Harper managed a nod, still reeling. Amelia's smile was genuine and a little nervous. She looked like she might apologize for existing if someone asked her to.

She quickly put it out and fanned the air around her. “Bye, Makynzee,” KJ said forlornly and a pang went through my heart. “Bye, sweetie. See you soon.” I watched as Kalil walked onto the porch and passed KJ to his mom. She was freaking beautiful, but did I really expect anything less. Caramel skin, long dark hair, big boobs and booty, and basically just freaking perfect. A pang of jealously hit and although I wanted to, I couldn’t look away from her. She looked older. Definitely not in a bad way, but older than I expected. She looked at me as she spoke to Kalil. His followed hers to me as if contemplating something before they walked towards the truck. Crap, I had to talk to her?? When they

Just as I was about to enter the room and ask them myself, my assistant, Elain, found me. Her blonde hair was tied up in a high ponytail, not even a wisp of hair escaping its clutch. Her pastel blue dress was hugging her body, and her makeup was elegant, complimenting her dark blue eyes. There was a reason I'd chosen Elain for an assistant: She was simple and up to the point. All the others that I had interviewed seemed into gossip and were here mostly for the glamour of the place than the job.