Scream Amber Novels & Stories

“Oh my gosh, Amber, are you okay?” “Fine!” Amber screeched. Her whole dress was drenched in champagne with some cuts here and there from the glasses. She was lucky that none of the glass shards hurt her porcelain skin. The man who she’d been meaning to greet, a bulky man in a black tux lent her a hand and helped her get up.

He looked serious. "They canceled the meeting?" "Yes," Amber nodded. "He didn't show up and didn't give me any updates. Do you know how embarrassed I was in front of Mr. Garrett?" Nelson ignored the rhetorical question. He was more interested in the new facts he had just learned. "And not only that." Amber followed his statement with a deep sigh and reached for her glass of juice. The glass contained a yellow liquid. It emitted a distinct aroma that characterized the sweetness it offered. Of course, the middle-aged woman chose mango juice for her friend to help her through the hot afternoon.

She was very scared, her hands and feet were trembling uncontrollably ever since she got in the car. Gemma looked around and didn't see anyone, only dim flickering lights. She heard the sound of the wind whistling along with some strange faint noises, as mentioned in Clement's letter that he was inside warehouse XX. She squinted and finally saw a fairly small house a few steps away from her. It stood in front of a dirty, damp, and dilapidated warehouse, making Gemma feel creepy and nauseous. The door was unlocked, so she gathered up her courage and stepped inside. The strong metallic smell inside made Gemma cover her nose in fear that she would vomit if she continued to inhale it.

said Samuel to his wife. Megan who was too happy now had given her husband a warm hug and a short kiss. "Thank you for always granting my wishes. I will take good care of them both. I will make them love you and we will be the happiest parents, Samuel," said Megan very excitedly. The woman let go of her embrace and immediately approached the two twins who were in the stroller. The faces of the two really resembled the pair of blue eyes that Megan had inherited. And Samuel's pale skin which was passed on to one of the babies.

That night, I tossed and turned, my wolfish instincts screaming warnings at me. The next morning, just as the blood moon was waning – a time when werewolves are most sensitive – I knocked on the mansion door again. Amber, who was supposed to have left last night, opened it, wearing only a thin nightgown, looking sleepy. Fresh scent marks were clearly visible on her neck – the unmistakable aroma of a mating bond, impossible to fake. Seeing me, Amber’s brow immediately furrowed, her tone impatient. “Scarlett, it’s not very nice of you to disturb our sleep so early in the morning. Ethan was very tired last night.”

Ben chuckled “What the ...Am very beautiful mind you “ “But not as beautiful as my Rissa “ “Yeah I guess ......”Lily confessed . “But am really beautiful ....blonde hair ,kissable lips ...,blue eyes all ,pointed ...” “Yeah ..,Blah blah blah! ,That enough “Ben said “Seriously ,I feel like smacking you right now “ “What holding you ?,Miss scary face” Lily tightened her grip on the wheel .”One more word from you ,and am gonna get us into an accident “

Amber yanks the woman away from Alessandro and starts dancing with her while whispering, “Sasha, listen closely, if you dare to look at my man again, I am going to make sure that I scoop out your eyeballs, and play with them. So, please.” Sasha, though intimidated, said, “I’m not scared of you.” Amber then slides up her dress to reveal the gun hidden under it, strapped to her thigh. Before she could scream, Amber covers her mouth and guides her out of the ballroom. “Just leave, Sasha,” Amber utters, pinching the bridge of her nose. “No!” Sasha screams in an attempt to scare Amber, but Amber doesn’t budge. “How-” Sasha was surprised that Amber didn’t crouch down while covering her ears or sta

She opens her eyes slowly, pleading to whomever itis listening. Skye ~”Please don't, please don't.” She open her eyes. She screams. Skye ~”NO. NO. NO. NO. AMBER!” I catch her before she crashes to the floor. She pushes past the nurse who is trying her best to stop her. Skye ~”Oh no Amber. God no Amber.” Damon ~”Skye baby.” Skye ~”No Damon, no.” Damon ~”Baby come here.”

ALEXA Every glance… Every touch… Every laughter… His smile… His face… His smell… The wetness of my pussy every single time How I wish he would just bend me over, and let me scream his name Was that too much to ask? The way my feelings for him looked like nothing but forbidden love, incest between a brother and a sister