Ruthless Redemption Novel Amelia Novels & Stories

“It’s her. It's always have been her. I wasn’t good to her. I abused her. But, she didn’t think for a second to take my side when that woman who used to call herself my mother died. With her, I feel complete. I feel free and she doesn’t whine and complain. All she wants is me. That’s it. We both were so alike. I never felt so alive than I did with her. Because of her, I find myself attaching to Xavier again and we are good now. Even if it isn’t for her, I can’t really date you Amy. I could never be your man. That feels so wrong and Celia always feels so right no matter whatever it is.” “I know that I fucked up. But, what I felt for you is real. I don’t know how to say it. Maybe, that’s why I

I can’t help but wonder if maybe more happened than what I thought. She looks down and wrings her hands together nervously. I take a deep breath and say, “Amelia, whatever you tell me you won’t be punished for.” “It’s really just been those two instances, Alpha. One of the times it’s because I spilled food on him. The other time he sought me out. I don’t know why he did it, but he told me that I was his slut and he could do whatever he wanted to me.” I clench my fists tightly wishing that I had down more than those two punches. He deserved to be stripped of his title right then and there. It’s time for me to make a decision. I will not put Amelia in danger anymore just because I was hesitant

I locked Anna and myself inside my suite with the promise of not opening it until we both resolved our issues. I gave her the chance to name anything she wants me to do, that am willing to do it as long as it pulls down this wall between us. A chance which is still very open. She did say something though, but what she asks of me is something that I am never going to do. Let her go? She got to be fucking kidding. I’m willing to let Xavier go but I am never letting Anna go. She is like my better half, the only redemption I have in my world of crimes. She is like the light at the end of every tunnel and for that reason, am never letting her go.

“Miss Peters I’m sorry, I have a lot going on with the company and didn’t think about how I was treating you. Would you like to go to lunch with me, it will be my treat?” I didn’t know what to say, this man can make me hate him one minute then the next I want to seduce him. “Ok Mr. McAlister, if you think you can buy me off with lunch you are highly mistaken,” I wasn’t going to let him try to pay me off with lunch or try to win me over. “I’m not the kind of girl that jumps at material things you might want to remember that in the future.”

she finishes, and my legs start to tingle. I bite down on my teeth, my muscles shaking with tension as I try not to react to the loss. I'm her Alpha, and so naturally I feel everything, "And I, Aerilyn Grey..." she grits out, but I leap forward, clamping my hand over her mouth, "You wouldn't dare," I seethe as I have my one hand over her mouth and the other behind her head. I glare down at her, but it feels more like pleading, "Reject you..." I push my hand harder into her, "Do not do this!" | seethe, my teeth grinding as I speak through them.

Amelia. Stumbling. Bleeding. Knife in hand. Heading straight for the house. Straight for Maya. I raised my gun. “Amelia!” She froze. Turned. Her eyes met mine. And what I saw in them wasn’t fear. It wasn’t guilt. It wasn’t regret. It was resolve. Cold. Final. Unbreakable. She lifted the knife. And she ran. Straight toward Maya. Straight toward the house. Straight toward the end. Amelia sprinted toward the house like she wasn’t bleeding, like she wasn’t broken, like she wasn’t human anymore. The knife glinted in her hand, catching the faint light from the compound as she tore through the trees.

"I'm not ready to start taking care of defaulters. You need to get your head in the game." Amelia's eyes stared into Gloria's, fear passing through her like a wave. She had never seen Gloria like this before, her eyes evil and menacing. "I'm sorry," Amelia whispered, trying to placate her. "I was foolish to pity the Richardson’s after what they did to me. They deserve everything that’s coming right at them." Gloria's grip relaxed, her hands releasing Amelia's neck. She patted Amelia's shoulder, her touch condescending. "Very good, Amelia. Now you're coming back to your senses. Never forget what they did to you, alright?"

Leaving Amelia standing alone in silence. For several seconds, Amelia didn’t move. Then slowly— Very slowly— She looked at her reflection in the mirror. Mascara smudged. Eyes red. Face pale. This was what loving Damian Vale had turned her into. A woman constantly begging to be chosen. Amelia suddenly felt exhausted. Not physically. Emotionally. Deeply emotionally exhausted. And for the first time in years… Something inside her snapped. Not loudly. Not dramatically. Quietly. Like the final thread finally breaking.

The great and powerful Alpha, reduced to nothing more than a broken man in a dark hallway, drowning in the wreckage of his own choices. And the worst part? Kamrynn would never look back. She was free. And I would spend the rest of my life drowning in the pain I had created.

Some said she vanished following her treachery. Others pledged she never departed; rather, she was buried alive inside his kingdom. But the truth? Celina was present here. And she was searching for me. --------- **Amelia’s POV** She step in. Not rushing. Not timid. She traveled as though she owned the walls. Celina. She was not tall, but her presence dominated the room. Red lipstick, black boots, long legs. Though her makeup was strong, it couldn’t conceal the craziness dancing in her eyes.