Sonic X Amy Novels & Stories

We exchange a few pleasantries before Xavier takes me to a seat. Zel sits next to me, I caress his fur and he growls lowly, enjoying my touch. There are a few others like Adrian and Mateo, with their women. Our food comes and we eat as we all engage in small talk, I'm mostly talking to Amy, she's such a sweet girl. I learn that she was twenty-two in age and met Michigan when she was only seventeen. She and her family were rogues, but Xavier took them in. " So Luna Aurora, do you still not remember me?" She asks and I cock my eyebrows in confusion. She giggles

But he was pushing her away. “Go away, you little weirdo,” Xander said, shaking his arm. Amy’s lip quivered. She didn’t cry, not yet. But she frowned, her eyes narrowing in frustration like a tiny kitten scolded unfairly. Xander paused for a split second, thrown by the rawness of that expression. “Who are you?” he muttered. Just then, a soldier dressed in plain clothes, one of the hidden guards assigned to Scarlet and Amy, burst through the entrance. Relief washed over his face the moment he spotted her.

I hope you didn't take me away from my baking just to convert me to the True Path or something? Amy shook her head, licked her lips, and drew a deep breath. 'I . . . My name's Amy Hammond.' 'Oh.' The voice was now icy, not an echo of the velvety tones remaining. 'I wonder you've the nerve to show your face here.' The woman's eyes, dark as a gipsy's, took in Amy's companion. 'It hasn't taken you long to find yourself a new boyfriend. Or were you two-timing my husband all along?'

She felt like smashing the glass with her fist, when a voice cut off her thoughts. "Stare much longer and you'll punch the mirror," Alex said, his voice startling her. "Huh?" She asked confused as she turned around to face Alex. "How have you been Ariel?" Alex asked in a worried tone. "I'm-" she was about to reply, when the thought of Damien flashed through her mind and what he might do to Alex if he finds him here.

Amy took her sweet time to join me, and I could clearly sense how upset she was when she sat down to my right. “Kujo, this is Amy. She’s afraid because she doesn’t know you, but she still wants to help you,” I said. “So please, let her do it.” In the pause that followed, Amy stiffened, frowned and then gaped, eyes like grapefruits on the corner. “What is it?” I asked, bringing my voice down. “It— It sat down and sort of changed its shape. It’s trying to look friendly!” She leaned forward. “Careful,” said one of the Blotters through my phone.

A dog-eared book with a peacock feather serving as a bookmark rested on her lap. Like every other proud mother, Rose was always more than willing to talk about her beloved daughter. Anyone who had ever cared to listen knew of how Amy was a model student and was intending to study paleontology at university once she finished high school. Felix sighed at the tired look in her eyes she tried to mask. He knew all too well what it was like being a child and having to wonder whether a relative would be fine after a heart attack. She smiled up at him, pearly white teeth held back by silver braces. “I know you.” She stated, cocking her head to the side as she tried to place where exactly she knew hi

I tease. “Both of you, please, leave me alone!” That makes us laugh more, then she rushes inside the kitchen. “So, Phoenix, do you like my friend?” Amy crosses her arms over her chest and raises her eyebrows. “Is it too obvious?” I raise a brow. She gives me a high-five. “I like you already.”