The Amaya Mga Nobela at Kwento

Amaya blinked rapidly and shook her head, trying to compose herself. Why was she even paying attention to this? Why did it matter that Tiana was getting close to him? “Amaya,” Zara said, pulling her back to reality. “You okay?” “Yeah,” Amaya replied too quickly. “I’m fine. Why?” Zara gave her a curious look. “You’re staring.” Amaya’s cheeks warmed, and she looked away sharply. “I wasn’t. I was just… observing.” “Observing,” Zara repeated with a little laugh. “Right. Sure.”

'She's too precious for this world' Amy thought and cupped her cheeks as she stares at Amelia happily. "I'm glad" Anne suddenly said as she sighs. "Anne?" Helga said. "Oh, I'm just glad that madam Lia isn't the kind of person we all thought her to be. She really suits the master" Anne said and smiled with relief. Amelia felt herself blush after hearing Anne's compliment. "Oh! madam Lia is blushing! How cute!" Maisy chuckled. "Maisy," Helga said, calling Maisy's name with firmness in her tone.

Those animals deserved to be punished severely and if it was left to Anna, she would ensure they never got to use their manhood ever again. “My every breath reminds me of their touch on my skin. The way their dirty hands came in contact with my skin is a nightmare I keep reliving and I can’t make it stop!” Amaya finishes her words with a loud tone as she drives her fingers into her blond hair, gripping it tightly in an attempt to pull it out. Her face had become so pale, as her breathing had lost its pace and became unsteady. “Amaya, why don’t you breathe in slowly okay?” If she went on at this rate, she was likely to end up with a panic attack and that wouldn’t do her any good.

I don’t have the patience for idle chatter. When I finally step into the hall, the air feels cooler, almost expectant. The corridor is quiet, lantern light spilling in warm pools along the floor. That’s when I see her. Amaya moves silently down the hall, balancing a tray with effortless grace. Her hair falls loose around her face, a dark veil catching the light. She doesn't see me, or maybe she does and just pretends not to. Either way, she walks past, steady and self-contained, like she carries her own gravity.

Yifa continued to gaze at Amaya , her eyebrows furrowed, feeling a mix of confusion and frustration at the woman's behavior. Amaya 's tone turned cutting as she remarked, "You must be out of your mind to even consider starting a relationship with someone like Killian . The look on your face when I mentioned our connection was priceless!" Her laughter bubbled up once again as she reminisced about Yifa 's expression. Trying to hold back her tears, Yifa bit her lip, refusing to break down in front of Amaya . Despite the harshness of her words, she couldn't deny the truth in them. Yes, she had been deluding herself. Overwhelmingly so.

I promise that my scream will be heard by the other pack members," stated Bianca. She was afraid, believing that the ghost of Amaya was haunting her. Then, very carefully, Amaya got up from the chair and faced Bianca. When Amaya mentioned Bianca's look, a smirk appeared on her lips. "Hi," Amaya continued to smirk. "Who… who are you?" Bianca enquired. "Oh…you can't recognize me because of my new face, really sorry about that," Maya murmured, turning to face her. Amaya stated, "By the way, I go by the name Amaya," with a hint of malice.

Jacob said Yeah....yay

Roman replied, handing the baby to Camila. "What are we going to call her?" Roman tilts his head to the side as if in thought, smiled and then said "Amila Romie Romero" Camila laughed " That's just our names alternated" Roman nodded sheepishly "exactly Mila, I want her to always remember how much we love her". He pressed a kiss on her forehead and smiled. So did Camila. And so did little Amila.

“I thought she’d changed, but she’s still James’s daughter.” “That's not true!” I cried, clutching my face, blood slipping between my fingers. “I didn’t touch her! I didn’t do anything!” I cried out. I looked at Alpha Damon, hoping he would believe me but the look on his face told me he didn't. In his eyes, I was the villain. The omegas who dared to harm his mate. “You vile creature,” he growled, eyes blazing. “How dare you lay a hand on my mate?” He turned, voice thundering. “Guards! Take Amaya to the pack hall. She is to be lashed and it doesn't stop until Freya says so.”

his voice made me wake up from my daze and realize that I was openly staring at him. "Sorry. So why are you here?" I folded my arms ready to hear his explanation. "Listen, Amaya, you have to get your powers as soon as possible. We cannot afford to lose any more time. They already found out you have the book and are ready to attack you at any moment in order to take possession of it. You're not safe anymore even with my protection. I think you need a more experienced mentor to guide you. Therefore I know someone but she lives in Miami."