Novel & Cerita Sticks X Amy

I answered firmly, not in the mood for coddling. With a sigh, Amy turned and walked back to the kitchen, rummaging through the fridge. A few moments later, she came back with a shot glass filled with whiskey and handed it to me. The amber liquid sloshed in the glass as I raised it to my lips and downed it in one go. The burn was immediate, but it barely registered compared to the fire burning in my chest.

EMMA* * “That bastard really has the nerves!” Amy huffed out as she paced around the pavement. Paxton had already walked away for his own safety the moment he say Amy approaching us, knowing how crazy defensive my friend was. She must have done something when I told her he cheated on me with a campus floozy. “He should thank his stars that he ran away! I should have done something worse than scratching his cars with my keys,” she muttered. “Oh my God, Amy, so that was what you did; no wonder you didn’t want to tell me!” I voiced out to her; she didn’t look fazed; she shrugged her shoulders instead, looking proud of what she did to Paxton as payback.

Xander was there in a flash and caught me. “Steady there, buddy,” he joked. “Here,” Amy said. Suddenly, a blood bag appeared between the black spots in my vision. “Drink this. It’ll make you feel better. I looked up at her and raised an eyebrow and she smirked. “Don’t worry. It’s human.” I smiled and then drank down the blood bag as a thirsty child would drink down a juice pouch. Amy quickly gave me another and after that one was gone, she asked, “Better?”

Maybe this is Xena’s lesson for all of us. “There’s dumb Xylon,” Amy says with a sigh when the emergency jet shows up. I know get why she was mad earlier. Xylon lied about the emergency. He always acts tough with is sisters, it turns out that he is a softie like us too. “Let’s test how dumb he is,” Xena suggests before calling Xylon. “Mother?” “Amy is in labor. You need to come back.” I flash my wife a cold stare. She is setting Xylon up. It will take a lot for him to fix this if he makes a wrong choice.

He winced, and I relished the sound of it. Yanking his head upward, I brought my mouth to his ear and said in a rough whisper, “Friday night. Hemlock Club. A beautiful girl. Spiked drink,” I paused, smirked devilishly before dropping the last bomb, “Twisted writsts. Ring any bells?” I straightened up to see his eyes widen frantically as realization dawned on him. Finally. His face reddened, and he stammered, “I…I didn’t know she was your girl…”

They went out to meet Alpha Damien. When Damien called for the pack members, he didn't expect them to come quickly and within twenty minutes, they all met and started discussing. They began discussing the plan of ambush and that's when one of the members told him that he couldn't defeat Williams without a mate or the golden staff and book, and he told them that he didn't need them, the anger within him was enough.

Amy rolled her eyes and laughed mockingly, “Oh please, Stacy! You’re shameless! Tammy is the one carrying Toby’s baby. Toby’s been doting on her! “If that thing in your belly is really his, then why isn’t he here with you? Why is he letting you stand here alone, being humiliated by me? “You are just a pathetic liar, hoping to pass off some illegitimate child like Toby's to trap our family. Do you think we are stupid?!” She slapped me across the face so hard I hit the ground. The shock nearly knocked my prenatal meds out of my hand. I could not hold back the rage inside me any longer. Just as I was about to fight back, a group of pack guards tackled me to the ground. “Oh? Still got the nerve

There was a loud crash, which scared everyone there. My ashes scattered everywhere. Jasper still felt angry. He laughed disdainfully and stepped on my ashes, grinding them with the sole of his shoe. The staff members' jaws had dropped in shock. They hadn't even had time to stop him. Jasper kicked my ashes and sent them flying. "Tell Amara that she came up with a very innovative trick this time round, but it's lame. I'm not going to waver at all, no matter whether she's dead or alive!

“Nah, all I was hearing was ‘bleep, beep, error, error 16, file not found, boom.’ But hey, I gotta be honest—I’m not sure Amy even knows your name, big guy.” Arnold’s face flushed. “Yeah, she does! And… and it’s more than that.” Bryan’s eyes glinted with amusement. “And what? You ‘like’ her? Shocking revelation. You puff your chest out every time she walks by.” Arnold stammered, caught off guard. “I like her because, um, she’s… um…” Bryan interrupted smoothly, leaning in. “You just want to claim her, like a trophy. Even though everyone’s seen you making eyes at that technician from the motor pool. What’s her name… Stacey?”

Pearl calls out as she blocks a kick from Leslie. “That’s not a bad idea. Saph! Switch with Amy. Let these two take out their deep-rooted issues on each other,” I tell Saph. She shrugs her shoulders and makes her way over to me. “Are you kidding? How am I going to get better at fighting by training with miss-stick-up-her-ass?” Amy says, throwing her thumb over her shoulder in Emmy’s direction.