Surge X Amy Novels & Stories

A projection blinked into the air above the seat. A flickering image of a woman, silver hair, pale skin, sharp teeth behind a sterile smile. Mira’s heart froze. Her voice echoed, clinical and cruel: “Subject Luna-13 achieved 93% resonance. Full weaponization pending emotional suppression.” Grey growled. “What the hell does that mean?” “It means,” Ash said, eyes shadowed, “they thought she was almost perfect. Except for one thing.” Mira whispered, “My emotions.” “Your humanity,” Ash corrected.

She cried, but he silenced her with a hand. “Later.” He glared at her for a second before he turned back to Rowan. “So Amy came back?” Rowan nodded. “Her first mate killed her when she was twenty-four.” Garith’s eyes tightened. “What does that have to do with today?” Rowan smiled. “Everything. You see, Amy met her mate on her eighteenth birthday. She mated him within a month and then became a luna. She did everything she could, but she never shifted in her previous life.”

Amy followed Zion through the bustling lobby, her grip on his hand tightening with each passing moment. As they made their way to the elevator, Amy stole a glance at Zion, her heart fluttering at the sight of him standing beside her. But despite the prying stares and whispered conversations, Amy held her head high, refusing to let the scrutiny of others intimidate her. She was Amy Armstrong, CEO of Diamond Group, and she would not allow herself to be cowed by the opinions of others.

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.

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

The door knob turned and Sandra walked in. "Hey." She smiled and the other girl sighed. "Amy says she can't loan at the moment, got some things working out. That monster has a hand in it." Sandra hissed and Ashley hissed. He always managed to get his hand into everything. He knew what to do that would spike a reaction and he was so good at making people Beg for something. She could recall the day at school, when she was thrown out of class for her school fee. Mikhail Mazza was born with a Golden spoon, not even a silver could be compared.

Angela says, “how did it go?“ Angela asked, “Everything went well and he made shopping for me, this is what he bought for me, and he bought this mobile phone and some catering equipment for me but he didn't give me cash,” Angela says, “let me see the phone,” Angela says, where is the catering equipment,” Angela asked, and Shasha gave the iPhone xxmax to Angela, “take the phone,” Shasha says, “Where are the catering equipment?“ Angela asked, “he called a delivery van for me and he told his driver to drop me at the village with the equipment” Shasha explained,

Slick marble stairs, covered with an expensive Persian rug. "Julia, please, I'm pregnant..." "With MY child!" Her eyes flashed with a mad light. "Maybe... maybe I don't need a surrogate after all!" Her foot shot out. My world tilted. Time stopped. I saw the vicious satisfaction in her eyes as her lips formed two words: "Goodbye, vessel." Then I was falling, tumbling down the stairs. A sharp, ripping pain tore through my belly. I couldn't get air. Then, a warm gush down my legs.

“Amy has agreed to become our surrogate. We will pay her child support and five thousand dollars after birth. It’s a good deal, Sir Liam.” Gamma Mathew tried to reason calmly, but Jason burst out. “Step aside, Liam. It’s our personal matter.” “Jason is right, Liam. You are overreacting.” Liam glared at that blessed couple, panting hard. “It has all to do with me and Amy.” He grabbed her arm and pulled her closer. “I apologize for being a dick, Amy.” He removed hair from her neck and bit her, an involuntary shriek left her mouth. “Liam!”

Joy asked, her head resting on Kai's shoulder. Amy sighed, a sad smile on her lips, "No. She died in a surfing accident when I was younger." "Oh," Joy lifted her head, a sheepish look taking over her features. "I'm so sorry. That must've been rough." "It was but don't apologize." Amy gave Joy a reassuring smile.