Princess Amelia Tiktok Age Novels & Stories

******************************* Amora washed up, with the help of her house help, she dolled herself up smiling warmly from ear to ear, "Ma, did something good happen to you?" One of her make up artist asked while she shook her head, "No, I think I'm just ... I've finally chosen to be happy," "That's good ma because you've been gloomy for the past ten days," Amora smiled while the make up artists did a finishing touch to her face, she grabbed her phone and logged into a tiktok and went on live, "Hello guys, who missed me today?" She strolled around her room, showing off the luxuries in her space to the camera and her fans went wild over it.

“Too grown.” Amelia wore a long blue dress. Her hair was braided with small white flowers. She moved through the crowd, greeting everyone. She laughed, hugged the old women, and danced with the younger ones. The whole pack loved her. She was kind, just like her father. And strong, like both of us.

Amelia laughed a lot whenever he was around. "Haha, you're so slow. I got here before you." Amelia said, holding her stomach as she tried to catch her breath. Rey lowered his body, resting his hands on his knees, "Princess, this was supposed to be a walk, so why are you making me run after you?" A tired Rey asked. Amelia was busy laughing at Rey when her phone rang again. Chelsea had been pestering her with calls lately and it irritated her. Amelia disconnected the call but her demeanor changed yet again. Rey wondered who was always calling her.

Amelia turned to face her, she nodded her head, "Sure. Why wouldn't it be?" Amelia was lying. Everything was not alright. She was supposed to be home, washing dishes and reading her books so she could get ready for their exams next week but here she was, a few hours away from a party with girls she didn't even know. Amelia sighed. This wasn't her. She had just turned nineteen last month and was officially considering herself to be a big girl. She wanted to go out more and dance a lot like her friends. She was a teenager in school for crying out loud, wasn't that what she was supposed to do?

“But she lied just to be with Prince." “Lying is bad. Aladdin, too, lied to Jasmine. In the end, the truth was revealed,” Soleil said, shaking her head. They both started discussing That was when Amelia entered the room, wearing a hanky-size black leather mini skirt and white tube top. It was hard for me not to look at her sexy, long legs, paired with thigh-length boots. “Time to sleep, pups!" “Woah! You look hot,” Nimo commented. “It looks like you wore my clothes,” Soleil commented, making me pat my daughter’s back. “But you look beautiful, Mamma." I frowned, looking at my traitor. I raised her for six years to hear this. Amelia came rushing towards them, kissing both pups.

she asked, smiling in bewilderment but Cookie grinned widely. “Umm…” she licked her lips. “It’s exactly what you’re thinking but let’s skip that. Is that a wedding dress? Let me see it in full, sweetie,” Amelia grinned, placing her phone on the nearest surface that could hold it before shifting backwards until her entire body could be seen by Cookie. “Ooh… you look like a disney princess. Ryan would fall to his knees if he sees this,” “I know right?” Amelia twirled for her and they chuckled. “You know you owe me big time for missing this moment and for not being here to choose the bride’s maid dresses and their colors. You know you’re my maid of honor right?”

Raek Sheen said, still staring at Jake dumbfoundedly. "Yeah," another man shook his head and said, "he's talking about private jets, and being married to the first Princess of the Kingdom? Who doesn't know that the princess is engaged to be married to the Prince of Paris in six days time?" "It seems that your medicine is rubbish old man, congratulations, you turned him into a retard." Raek stood up ready to leave. "What? Are you trying to insult me young man?" Mr Heart, who was leaning against the small table stood up straight. "Matter of fact, I have reason to believe that this kid is the one who drank up your Acceleration Healer medicine."

I won’t allow it… never. I’m Amilia Vlad, and I’m a Pureblood Vampire; I’m twenty-eight years old, and I’m Princess of the Kingdom of Constanta, and I’m not planning on finding my mate because my mate is dead already. I’m Princess of the Sapphire eyes, and I hold tragic secrets that no one has to find, even if it means I have to kill everyone.

Amelia ignored her wolf as she sat down opposite to the prince and his sister, looking at them both. Rian Thorne... the princess was beautiful and she looked kinda fragile. She looked to be about eighteen or nineteen. Her hair was the same color as Adrian's, her eyes a curious mix of gray and green. She was wearing a soft blue dress that hugged her figure. And her eyes were mature and calm, and her smile, a little reserved. Amelia smiled at Rian, hoping to ease her into the new place--she looked kind of tense-- and she smiled shyly back at Amelia.

Dreamers wrote prayers. Even the President’s daughter, Amelia Grace, began trending. Old images of her younger days resurfaced. Her winning smile at age eleven, her championship photo beside her white stallion, the tragic footage of the accident. The world was falling in love with a ghost they had mourned… and pinning their hope on a woman they had nearly burned.