Smart Amy Herman Novels & Stories

I gave her the most innocent smile I could think of. Something that never worked on my mate recently. She sure saw me as a nuisance no matter what. But this.. I had to help her solve it. She nodded, accepting my smile as she walked towards me. I kept my gaze on her, feeling someone look at me. I didn’t want to turn, I also didn’t think I needed to. It had to be Alexa, and it only made me more interested. “I’m alpha Raemon,” I said to her. “Your biggest mistake.” I smiled and said the last part to myself. “I’m Amy.” She shook the hands I held out for her.

I mumble, "But I was lying, you will see him again in a few months. And whatever you heard about him... don't believe it. Your dad is an actor, too. He acts meaner than he actually is, but just like me, he's real with you. So you should only believe what you see and what you feel, okay? Never let other people tell you what to think. You're smarter than them." Amy thinks for a bit, then she nods. "I know I’m smart," she says like there's no question about it, "My mom thinks I'm dumb just because I don't talk... but I don't talk because I think she's dumb." That makes me laugh. For once, she sounded more like me than Damon. Thankfully, there’s no random people outside the house today, only our

She forced herself to hand him over even though something fierce rose inside her. Serena scooped up Theo and pressed a kiss to his head, her face softening before those sharp green eyes zeroed in on Amy. “So I spoke with Clara, and I have a more accurate picture of you,” Serena said, all honey with a razor edge. She bounced Theo on her hip but didn’t look away. “Amy Hart, right? Twenty-six. A graphic designer who couldn’t cut it. Quite the career pivot.” Amy kept her expression neutral - the same one she’d practiced last night.

So something is already injected into their bodies that no one wants to see or know. Ranks are based on letters, with A being the first, followed by the next. Ameira was ranked first because her body was the most powerful, and when it comes to intelligence, she has the highest IQ among the rest. That's why she became the special subject of every experiment and was too horrible to remember her past. She doesn't want to remember any part of her past.

“Let me introduce you two. This is Amy. Amanda Charles. One of my acquaintance.” Amy threw a brief glance at him, then looked at the food. She barely ate anything all day, and the fragrance made her stomach growl. She focused on the food while Ryan introduced Jim to her. “And this is Jim Hamilton. My secretary, more likely my close friend,” he smiled. “Would you now explain why she intrude herself in our car or we should omit it?” Jim asked menacingly, his paranoia stayed with him. He could not possibly let her go slip if she came with any ulterior motive.

Madeline and Jeremy’s excitement slowly returned to normal. “Hello. I’m Amy Young, Adam’s fiancée. I must really look like this Cathy you speak of, but I’m not her. Please don’t mistake me for her.” Amy explained with a smile. Yet be it her smile or her voice, they were no different from Cathy’s. Madeline was certain that she was not mistaken before. The woman from before who was buying yellow roses with two children in tow was this woman before her right now who looked exactly like Cathy.

Noah warped my thinking in ways which no other man has ever done, he did it the first time and there was no compliant from me then I left him back into my life when I should be older and wiser only for him to do the same thing but on a much larger scale. “And there she goes.” Amy tutted as I glanced at her, her voice jolted me back to myself, I was so out of it that I didn’t know even she came into the room and from the way the tube ice cream in her hand has gone down, it has been long. I swear, I don’t know where she pack those sugar into in her tiny frame and her exercises included, power talking and yelling at stars under her who misbehaves. Sometimes she power walks too but that has redu

Then, as if struck by inspiration, she threw herself at Sarah's feet, pleading, "Miss Sanders, I know I can't fight against rich people like you. You can easily fake voices with your technology. I'm just a simple, honest person - I don't understand all this high-tech stuff. But I know heaven watches what we do. How can you do something so despicable without fearing divine punishment?" Sarah let out a soft, mocking laugh. She hadn't expected Amy to still be able to counter-attack at this point.

I was always the one out so everyone thought I was the problem, he was the biggest problem. “It is someone from the pack house” This piqued my interest, no one was bold enough to try that. Who the heck was that? I am going to slowly kill that person and make sure even his wolf becomes nothing to write home about. “I haven’t sniffed out the rat yet” he responded, “but two of the omegas have been snooping around lately. I made some research and I found out they created Amy” Amy was a fast rising intelligence company. If done properly, it would become the biggest intelligence company that ever existed. I remember their CEO sending me an invite to the opening ceremony but I didn’t go, I didn’t e

“Amy,” Mr. Garcia called her when she was about to go upstairs. “We want to talk with you.” She looked at my side and realised that it was related to me. Well, about me. Amelia stayed where she was for a while and came towards Alfred who was sitting on the long sized couch, Mrs. Garcia was standing beside him. “What is it, Al?” She asked him, looking briefly at me and turned back to him. “We know that you would be angry at us but this is for your safety, Amy.” Mrs. Garcia started.