Our Only May Amelia Summary Novels & Stories

“In that case I will leave only after these two come back to consciousness. That way we will be able to talk to them about the elixir as well.” Vargauz looked at her with disappointment. He huffed and walked out. It had been more than an hour since he returned. Amelia took advantage of the time and she too walked out softly closing the door behind her. She went back to other houses and discovered that they were inhabited by similar looking, diseased and impoverished people. Only one woman was fully conscious, but was a mute. Her heart went out for them. It was evening till she helped them. The woman helped her in whatever way she could. When Amelia was satisfied, she went back to the first h

Good," she repeated, her gaze flickering briefly to Ethan before she turned and left as abruptly as she had come. Maya watched her go; her chest tight with frustration. It was then evening when Maya needed some fresh air and started wandering around the mansion. She found a room she had not noticed before. It was a small sitting room. On the mantelpiece above the fireplace was one photograph. She picked it up and read the picture of a young Ethan standing by the side of an enchanting woman. Both of them were radiant; their smiles were very genuine. Turning the photo over, she read the words written on the back: “My only light – Amelia.” Her heart sank. Who was Amelia? And why did the name fe

_________ Damien POV Amelia's dimples displayed on her face as we all hugged her goodbye shows me how happy she truly is. She is very open minded, only having marked out three things. As soon as she and Logan left the house to take her back to her apartment, I went to my room and thought about how lucky we are to have gotten someone like her into our lives. She is a gift. The way her face twisted in melancholy as I explained why I can't participate in blood play tinged my heart. She is so innocent, so easily letting her emotions slip. Over the next few days, as all texted in the group chat, making me miss her even more.

Members of the pack nodded in acknowledgment, their loyalty unwavering. One by one, the servants were introduced, their names and assigned duties announced with precision. Among the servant girls stood Amelia, her grace and beauty a conscious presence amidst the assembly. I couldn’t help but steal glances at her, my gaze lingering on her. As I looked at her, our eyes met, and in that brief moment, an unspoken connection sparked between us, a silent interaction that needed no words. Amelia, too, found it impossible to tear her eyes away from me. There was something magnetic about the alpha, an allure that tugged at her heartstrings. It was as though our souls had communicated in that moment.

Evan smacked him in the stomach, "It's her cousin, dumbass." Damien looked at him confused before looking at me and Joey trying to make sure before smiling contently. I looked beside me and noticed how unusually quiet Joey was. I have finally learned the truth about my life. In my life, nothing goes my way. I watched Joey as he finally turned to me, "Amelia, can we talk? Alone." He said with a straight face. No. No. No! NO! "Yeah, sure." I smiled at him. He nodded and motioned me to follow him. He was silent all the way until we reached my room. He closed the door.

Amelia spoke in a serious voice. If she gave up now, didn’t that mean that the enemy had won and she had lost? How could she let history repeat itself? Whether she succeeded or not, she was going to make sure that anyone who had touched a single hair on her body would not have it easy. … When Axel came back from work, he found his mother-in-law preparing dinner in the private kitchen, although he was shocked, it was only for a moment. He walked over to check on Amelia who had already fallen asleep and walked over to the kitchen. This was the first time he was meeting Amelia’s mom and he was slightly nervous.

I’ve been relying on job hopping and my father’s social allowance, but it’s all gone to pay off debts. I looked around and found a frangipani tree whose leaves had partially fallen. I thought of ending my life there as the only way out of the solitude and loneliness I was currently facing, but the thought made me cry. I was that cowardly to take such a reckless action. Not only that, but my father never wanted to see me give up on life. I was interrupted by my cell phone ringing with an incoming message—an unknown number. Unknown Number: Amelia, go to this address: Los Winner, B/15 and meet me there. I know you need to move on with your life, and seeing me is the only way to do that. Your mo

he said, bowing mockingly. "Don't destroy my bond with Amelia,” I murmured after he left. "What does that mean?” ************** Amelia's POV… I was in the pack house, inside my room. I was looking out through the window. One of my hands lay protectively over my stomach. “You're the joy of my life. I won't ever let anything happen to you. Even though things are changing between Colt… Alpha and I and he doesn't know about you yet,” I sighed. "Know that I'll always love you,”

"Very well, your grace. If you must, then I shall accompany you." Amelia shook her head gently, her voice laced with a sense of solitude. "No, Abigail. I will go alone." The room bore witness to the silent exchange between maid and mistress, a bond of trust and understanding that transcended words. As Amelia began to prepare herself for the day, slipping into a delicate morning gown of soft lavender, she knew that the path she had chosen was not without its risks. The oak grove held secrets, and the duel that awaited Dane was a pivotal moment in their journey. Amelia's determination burned brightly, fueled by her desire to reshape the narrative, to unveil the truth, and to honour the memory