Pj Masks Amaya Novels & Stories

Mia had joined Cobult Entertainment and Amaya had joined Liam’s company Blue Entertainment. Both had worked hard and been promoted to director’s positions in the respective companies. Amaya had met James through a work function. They had been introduced by her then supervisor, who then left after the introduction. They were talking non stop and had talked about the artists in the company and their futures. James had asked her for her number and they started chatting to each other. He asked her out on a date, she agreed. On their first date out he took her to a posh restaurant, he was very gentlemanly, very demure. She was blown away by the way he treated her. He was different from the guys s

It was all happening so fast, and yet it felt oddly right. “She’s good,” Reese had remarked months ago, recalling our first encounter with Amaya at Makayla’s apartment, a space she was temporarily renting out to Clay and Xenia. “Like scary good. She’ll have you laughing before you even realize she’s wormed her way under your skin.”

“Keep talking, Amelia. I know you are afraid, but trust me I will find you. I just need to reach your mind.” “Who are you? How are you able to do this?” Amelia asked. “Am I going crazy?” Jasmine scoffed. “No. I’m Jasmine Peters. I may be the crazy one. Just keep talking to me okay. It will be over soon. I know you are afraid.” “Yes please, please! I’m running out of air!”

- amara muttered to herself by rubbing her stomach . " Lets go doll .I'm sure you must be tired by now .?"- said jor while getting up from his seat . " Offcourse I'm hell tired .yawn. ."- amara acted pitiful hoping his brother will carry her . * " Nice to meet you Ms.Jasmine "- greeted Edward prefessional . " Cut the crap Edward .call me jasmine or jas .We are childhood friends after all "- said a blonde sexy girl seductively . " I will keep my personal & prefessional life separate Ms . jasmine "- said Edward coldly .jasmine said nothing .

Yifa continued to gaze at Amaya , her eyebrows furrowed, feeling a mix of confusion and frustration at the woman's behavior. Amaya 's tone turned cutting as she remarked, "You must be out of your mind to even consider starting a relationship with someone like Killian . The look on your face when I mentioned our connection was priceless!" Her laughter bubbled up once again as she reminisced about Yifa 's expression. Trying to hold back her tears, Yifa bit her lip, refusing to break down in front of Amaya . Despite the harshness of her words, she couldn't deny the truth in them. Yes, she had been deluding herself. Overwhelmingly so.

🎌 KUNTE 🎌 "COME on man, my sister is still in their custody, and we are yet to do something", Amaya shouted, slightly angry. He was standing and facing the wall while Priest and Sikes sat on the couch, sipping wine. The duo sitting on the couch glanced at themselves and back to him. "Alright, your sister is still in their custody. Amaya, you have been saying that for days now, if you think it's that easy and possible, why not go this yourself?", Sikes asked.

she said and a few minutes after sinking to herself what just happened, she ran to catch him. "Come on moon spirit, send some angels!" she shouted. "Please don't hurt me! I won't run anymore if you let me visit my family!" Jino said while running. Amaya is not wearing a hat while catching him so she looked like a dumb running out of nowhere! "IT'S FORBIDDEN! YOU WILL ONLY CAUSE A RUCKUS TO THE HUMAN REALM!" she shouted, but that guy? He surely doesn't know how to give up.

"What the hell happened here?" "Your packmates decided a territorial pissing match was more important than the mission," Amaya says flatly. Javier's eyes move between us. Luciano and I are still partially shifted, my knuckles bleeding, his jaw already bruising. "You fought," he says. Not a question. "Over me," Amaya adds bitterly. "Like I'm property to be claimed instead of a person." "That's not—" I start, but she cuts me off. "Save it." She moves toward Javier, the only one of us she's not currently furious with. "Is the detention level secured?"

“Stay away from me.” Before he could respond, someone cleared their throat beside them. Maya turned—and there she was. Amaya. Hair perfectly braided. Eyes lined sharp. She was everything Maya wasn’t—loud without speaking, fierce without trying. “I see we’re making new friends,” Amaya said, her gaze locked on Maya but her words aimed at Zane. Zane sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Don’t do this, Amaya.” “Oh, I’m not doing anything,” she replied sweetly. “Just saying hello to the new girl. Maya, right?”

“You okay?” I blinked hard, forcing a smile. “Yeah, just warm.” He smiled and spun me around so my back pressed against his chest. His hands slid down my sides, possessive and sure. I tried to focus on the warmth of his touch, the steadiness of it, but my eyes betrayed me. They went right back to Jace. He was still there. Still watching. Except now, Amaya stood beside him — tall, stunning, wearing a blood-red dress that clung to her like sin. Her hand rested on his arm, her laugh too soft, too practiced. When her eyes met mine, she smiled.