Surge X Amy Novels & Stories

Amelia morphed back into her sweet self again. “Yes, for fuck's sake, you psycho,” Alex rolled his eyes. Amelia was like a sister to him and he loved her but she can be so aggressive sometimes. And he hated being manhandled by another woman. Amelia let go of him and pointed her fingers at her eyes to let him know she was watching. Alex signed and went to look for Saoirse. She was hanging out by the fireplace, sipping on what appears to be some orange juice. “Ahem...Suri,” Alex cleared his throat to grab her attention.

Amy welcomed me with a glare when I went back to our table. What is this? I didn't think Karma would hit her in the face so soon. I snorted. "Are you aware how long you were gone? I was freaking worried something bad happened but I was tied to my seat because I feared someone would spike our drinks. I tried calling you but it said you're busy. You,"... She stopped midway. "You are glowing. It's as if you just have an orgasm," she commented. Of course, she could tell in an instant. Amy has a hidden talent for recognizing a face after a satisfying orgasm. When she saw me flushing at her words, her mouth hung open.

"The baby's small huh?" Amelia blushes, slightly embarrassed from what she said. A few minutes later, the consultation finished. The doctor gave her a list of what vitamins she needs and she also explained what's good and bad for the baby. Amelia says goodbye to the doctor and left the room. She walks to the elevator with the printed ultrasound on her hand. The elevator opened and she was greeted by a familiar face. The same ice blonde hair, the same jade eyes that stared at her. It was him. Amelia froze in shock, her eyes wide in surprise. Damian immediately recognizes her face and was about to call her name when Amelia ran away and heads toward the fire exit, completely disregarding what t

*Hey Gaby,* I smile when I hear a notification, she sent a waving emoji. *Hi Ava, you good?* *Yes, just need some help,* She takes some seconds before she replies, I know she's busy with the packs but she's the first person I thought of since she is some stylist for Aurora. I hear giggling in the bathroom and I go to check, Amber is playing with water and all her clothes are drenched. "Amber, what are you doing in here?!" She gives me a cheeky smile and then puppy dog eyes. We start the changing process over again.

“Too bad. I was hoping we could still be buddies after this. I didn’t realize you’re trying to make a new enemy out of me.” Before I could react, Amy lunged at me with surprising speed, her fangs bared in a menacing grin. I barely managed to sidestep her first attack, feeling the sharp gust of air as her hand swiped past me. The adrenaline kicked in, and I quickly regained my footing, ready to defend myself. I dodged her grasp and swung my fist, catching her off guard. She staggered but quickly recovered, retaliating with a swift kick that I barely evaded.

Kade rasped, his voice cracking with raw panic. He grabbed the heavy duvet and pulled it back to cool her overheated body down. Amy let out a weak, painful whimper when the cool air hit her skin, but she lacked the strength to open her eyes. Her small hands curled into tight fists against the white sheets, and her entire body trembled from the massive infection attacking her system.

"Thank you." "Spencer mentioned you like black coffee," she said. "Right..." He picked the mug up. "You're Sage Marie. Spencer mentioned you were visiting.” "That's me." She leaned against the counter, arms crossed loosely. “And you’re Miles. The one who pulled Scarlett back from the OR." "It was a team effort." He set the mug down, then picked it up again. "Spencer also told me you run a gallery." Sage gave a small nod. "I do."

I let her climb over me, shoving me to the window seat as they did their reunion. She hugged him so tightly that I feared she was going to bruise him. “I am so sorry. It was stupid of me to leave without telling you. They used one of my friends to try to–” Silver interrupted her explanation with a kiss. “I do not want to know how they took you. All I care about is if you are safe. Did they hurt you?” Amy paused and then shook her head. “Not me…but I saw what they were doing to the mates of other wolves to try to break them. If they had taken you today…”

The pristine, white sanctuary of my clinic was turned into a battlefield triage unit in a matter of seconds. "Alex, what happened?" I demanded, instantly snapping into trauma-surgeon mode. The slight tremor that usually lived in my hands when I thought about my situation vanished completely. "An ambush at the secondary warehouse," Alex gasped, his eyes wide and bloodshot as he hooked the first guard to a heart monitor. "The Ace of Spades used heavy explosives. We barely got them out." "Clear the floor," I ordered, my voice cutting through the panic like a scalpel. "Alex, start an IV line on table one, normal saline, wide open. I need to scrub in right now."

My heart pounded violently against my chest, my breathing turning erratic. “I’m his mother!” I shouted. “Call my husband.. call Adrian!” The machines beside me started beeping rapidly. “Her blood pressure is spiking,” someone said quickly. “I said call my husband!” I screamed. But no one listened. Instead.. “Prepare the sedative,” a voice ordered. My blood ran cold. “No…” I whispered, shaking my head weakly. “No, don’t..” I knew those types of medication, it didn’t just calm you. It puts you under.