Pj Masks Amaya Novels & Stories

I reread the dossier many times, even enough to memorize a couple of details. What was curious was that, according to the investigator's latest reports, the story Pamela maintained was that Amaya's father was a fling she had in Japan while she was modeling there. However, it was known that she not only enrolled the girl in Japanese classes but also signed her up for activities and took her to places where she could connect with her paternal culture. It was strangely satisfying to read that.

“Let's get the show out on the road, shall we?” “Yeah.” Sighing, he got up from the chair and walked out of the room with me, his steps echoing heavily as he walked, something that always happened whenever he had something on his mind. The moment we walked into the paediatric ward, Amaya's icy gaze met mine, her piercing emerald eyes seeming to freeze me in place. She stood tall, her slender figure clad in a tailored black pantsuit, and she had her silver hair styled in an elegant bob. Her expression was a mask of disdain, her lips curled into a scornful smile. She looked like a prosecutor. Or more like a modern-day Grim Reaper.

she added trying to reason with her because the cause she is pursuing it's a fail one already. "I'm not like you but since you don't want to move out of my way or mind your business, well, don't blame me for what I am about to do to you." Amaya said, her fingers sparkling with dark lightning on their fingertips with a smirk displaying on her lips. ___ Jold and Aragorn:

" I remembered Amaya. During our visit and having a barbecue with the family and the Walker family. Thea invited her because she lived across the street from their house and was a sweet girl about a year younger than Thea. She's like my cousin; half-white and half-Filipino. When she was born, her dad left them; her mother was a real piece of work and blamed her daughter for being fat which she thinks caused her husband to leave. But we all know that wasn't the issue. The only person who cared for her was her aunt, Jane. When Amaya was four, her mother left her with Jane, and she was never seen again. Rumors have it that she remarried some rich guy in New York and has a family with him.

He just looked away. Becky answered instead, still chewing her pancake. “Yes, it’s real. Maya needs a new mum. Someone who will love her. I’m that person.” Amaya’s face turned red. “You two are disgusting. She’s not even cold in her grave, and you’re parading like peacocks. What kind of people are you?” Lucas shifted in his seat but didn’t argue. “I hope karma wears heels,” she muttered before walking out. *************************

She slowly pushes the block which caused the tower to waver. "Ah! It's shaking!" Maisy taunted. Helga shot glares at Maisy which caused Helga to lose focus and accidentally pushed the block too much. Maisy laughs loudly. "Helga, you suck at this game!" she said with a mix of laughter in her voice. Helga glared at Maisy and was about to throw a pillow at her when a voice spoke. "What are you playing?" Amelia turns around and sees Damian. "Jenga," Amelia said. "Is your work done already?" She asked.

Doris answered hesitantly "Grey one it is" Amaya was back to her happy bubbly self, she quickly changed and packed her hair into a messy bun, a small pink purse and pink Jordans,no makeup and lipgloss, she was so simple yet stunning "You look good madam" Doris said with a smile "Of course I do, it's me" Amaya said with a smile, he dimples on full show and her cheeks with a light stain of pink, her blue eyes shone brightly, she looked like she was from a fairy tale

forming on her face, “...That took my lovely son?” “Exactly,” Amaya said. Josan cut in, “Not that we’ve found him though—” Amaya’s sharp glance silenced him. She wanted to give Diana hope, and keep her satisfied with her effort even if it's for a little while. She wanted her calm—even if it meant letting the hope feel a little false. “Then what are you telling me?” Diana’s brows furrowed at their exchanged glances.

Their year was a total roller coaster ride though. But sadly, it took more than just a few months for Amaya to show up while the rest came back after ten months. As for her, the easiest job she had was when she didn't need to leave the office at all. The last top five floors were finally renovated and became her penthouse. So it became more comfortable for her than her actual house. Her peaceful life lasted for five years until she was accidentally seen in the mall with a four-year-old toddler who looked like her. This made the public go into chaos again with comments such as;

I was to stay by Cruz's side while the others worked. Amaya was off making her own preparations for the night. She had mentioned that during the festival she could harness the moon's power to perform divinations. So, currently she's gathering her stones and setting up her area. She asked me to pry myself away from Cruz and get a reading at some point. "Tonight's the best night for it, Raya," she'd told me before she left my side.