Owlette Amaya Novels & Stories

I hold the piece up in my hand where I can see the inside of the amethyst glow deeply inside. “Not time travel, realm. You switched realms.” She smiles at me, trying to assure me. It’s not working. “You should be careful though. The amulet is an extremely rare totem and possesses a lot of great powers. Many Daemonaria want it for themselves because it grants the wearer magical abilities beyond imagination.” Corvu’s eyes open wider as he hears her words, but for some reason, I feel like that information would shock anyone. “But it can only be given by a witch and removed by the wearer. So please, keep it on you and hide it well.” Without hesitation, I put it inside my top. For some reason, th

His father nudged him gently and introduced him to Amaya , saying, "Killian , I want you to meet Amaya , the daughter of Alpha Arson." Killian , who was only around 8 years old at the time, couldn't help but find Amaya , the Alpha's daughter, rather unattractive. However, he understood that expressing such a sentiment would surely earn him a scolding if his mother were to hear. Amaya stood out starkly amidst the children he encountered within the influential circles of the kingdom's elite families. She sported wide glasses, freckles, and braces, epitomizing the classic image of a "nerd."

Could there be a relationship between them, Arrya began to ask herself when she heard Amaya's voice. "Goodness.... Ar, this lady looks like your mother" Amaya said smiling at Aliya. "Hi, I'm Amaya Willington, we are sister-in-law" Amaya shake hands with Aliya. "Willington...sounds familiar," Aliya said for Amaya to nod. "Yea... Willington enterprise, Willington luxè. i know you must be aware of the names. This is my brother's wife and you are?" Amaya asks for Aliya's facial expression to be dull.

Amelia “I am not a dog,” I tell her point blank. Margaret sighs but does not retract her hand holding the collar that’s outstretched toward me. “I will not wear a collar to be played with,” I try again. She finally drops her hand to her side, sighing again. “All human pets must wear collars, Maya.” “My name is Amelia,” I correct. “Prince Owen has named you Maya, therefore it is your name. And pets without collars are seen as rogue, runaway humans. If caught, they are executed immediately.”

he whispered. Amaya's jaw dropped. All of her tails came out, not bothering all of the humans that could see it. All she knows is her heart, thumping in joy. Her tails are wagging, and it's shining blue. She became teary-eyed, and her gray eyes turned blue. She didn't notice her overflowing joy led to floating, she elevated as soon as she realized it. "W-what's this for?" she asked. "It's for you. You must be treated with what you deserve," he replied.

she replied, shaking her head at his antics, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she fought it back. "So what now?" Garret asked, propping himself up on his elbows, lacking the energy to fully get up. "Now I keep giving you this green goo for the pain, and I try to prevent your organs from failing. I'm going to figure this out, Garret. I promise," Amaya declared, her piercing blue eyes locking with his. He nodded, fully aware that Amaya would stop at nothing to find a solution.

No one had expected this twist, least of all the elder council, who were staring at the scene with obvious confusion and growing alarm. Simon shot to his feet, his face purple with rage as he pointed an accusatory finger at me. "What the hell is this?" he shouted over the noise of the crowd. "This is some kind of sick joke! My mate is not a witch!" I pressed my foot down harder on Amaya's neck, enjoying the way she whimpered under the pressure. "Your mate," I said loudly enough for everyone to hear, "has been practicing dark magic for years. She's the one who created the curse that was slowly killing Ollie. She's the one who used forbidden witchcraft to drain the life from an innocent child.

Eleanor was muttering, her voice broke down and her jungle eyes began to brim out tears. "Hey, don't cry,” Amaya pitifully consoled, hugging her tightly. After a while, they both disentangled and Amaya grimly smiled just to brighten up the face of her new friend. "I'm jealous!" A voice boomed, and they flinched as it was revealed to be Willow as she joined the girls. "You scare us, you idiot!" Amaya cursed with an eye roll. “I'm sorry,” she apologized, and she faced Eleanor.

Without warning, I was sent back, and my eyes opened, and I was back in my room. “That’s just great. I got more questions than answers.” I mumbled to myself. Hearing wings flapping, I turned my head and saw a small black dragon with ice-blue eyes flew through the curtains and into the room towards me. “Hello.” I smiled when it landed on the floor in front of me. It bowed its head, “Hello, my name is Cana, Leviathan asked me to come help you.” “It’s nice to meet you, Cana. I am Amaya.”

“Anna—” “No more half-truths,” I cut in, my voice shaking. “No more avoiding the question. I deserve to know what’s happening to me.” He sighed, his expression unreadable. “You do.” I swallowed hard. “Then tell me. What is an omega?” Nolan hesitated, as if weighing his words carefully. “Omegas are rare,” he finally said. “They’re… different from others. More instinct-driven. More attuned.” I frowned. “Attuned to what?”