The Amber Room Novels & Stories

“Mom.” “Morning. Sorry, I was keeping these two busy with the ball pit, but she got away from me.” Diane grinned at Addi, who hugged Amber’s leg now. “She’s a slippery one.” “That’s okay, Diane.” “Why were you guys in the mudroom?” Sam asked. The mudroom was a huge room that had several pits filled with softballs. It was a playroom, one of the many the Gamber used to relax in. After one of the children was hurt, she’d told them it was only for the grownups.

His alliance with the rogues is already agreed upon and the fate of the Alba Noctis pack has an expiration date. (...) In one of the gloomy rooms of The Mansion, known as the place where young humans are auctioned off for hunting by werewolves, Amber's body is lying on the stainless steel countertop. Next to her, there are several more countertops with bodies, waiting to be incinerated so that no one can ever find them.

Amethyst huffed, pointing to the horns on her head that were standing firmly tall. Her eyes ran throughout the room and unconsciously fell on the fantastically decorated objects of different names, in every corner of the room. It was dark, though a couple of scented candles stood up to cast their beautiful light. Getting up from the bed, Amethyst's bare feet touched the black rug that abruptly calmed her down through its soft wool. "Demon's Domain!?" Amethyst questioned, landing her eyes on the gothic-designed casement window— that was the source for her sights to catch the glimpse of the incredibly tall trees that were only found in Demon's Domain.

"I have an appointment I nearly forgot about. It was lovely seeing you, Cynthia. And nice meeting you, Amber." She turned and walked away quickly, almost hurrying, her shopping bag swinging at her side. I stood there watching her retreat, confused by the sudden shift in her demeanor. What was that about? Did she and Nikolai have some kind of history I didn't know about? Or was there something else going on? "Mom, can I open it now?" Amber's voice pulled me back to the present. "Of course, baby." I helped him unwrap the package, and his face lit up when he saw the collection of model cars inside—expensive, detailed replicas of classic racing vehicles.

Para akong nasa loob ng isang mayamang bahay. "Is this a building or a mansion?" tanong ni Amber na nakanganga. Her question cut to the chase. Ang ganda talaga. But wait 'til you see our parking lot. Its a mixture of gold and black with intricate designs. Nonetheless, this place is one to behold. "Mahihiya naman ang heels ko sa kinis ng sahig ng parking lot" Amber jokingly said. Napatawa ako sa sinabi niya ang bumaba na ng sasakyan.

It was quieter there, away from the noise of the party. Amber's mouth fell open slightly as I gently dropped her on the bed. The cabin was lined with sleek mahogany and soft, ambient lighting that cast a warm glow. The furniture, minimal yet luxurious, were arranged with precision, just like everything else in my life. To me, it was just a room. Nothing more. Nothing less. Crouching next to her, I took her feet in my hand before taking off her heels. It wasn't until I was taking off the second heel that she noticed. “What are you doing!” She leapt off the bed like she'd sat on hot coals

He didn't give her an answer then, but she made a mental note to include the question in the feature about his company. "....And my personal favorite, A.A Entertainment studio," Axel said and that seemed to catch Amber's attention as he threw the big doors of the studio open. Amber's eyes widened. "Wow!" escaped her lips as she gaped at the massive studio which looked like a building on its own. The main hall had a big stage, with a spectators corner.

he answers as they open their doors and go inside. Amber doesn’t take long to unpack her things. The room is large and spacious, with a queen size bed, small fridge and table with the things needed to make tea or coffee on it. As well as a desk and small comfy chair with large flat screen TV. There is a decent size, built in closet. Then a bathroom that has both a bath and walk in shower with rain head.

I mean, in a world driven by technology, things like these are considered rare. “Samara, look! There’s something at the end of the room!” I looked in the direction Amaris was pointing, and sure enough, something gleamed at the far end of the room. A lone glass cabinet stood there, its edges made of gold. Inside is a golden arrow alongside a golden bow that looked as though it had been carved from a living tree branch. They are hung using a golden thread, making them look as if they are suspended mid-air. I slowly approached the glass cabinet as my eyes traced the outline of the equipment, and suddenly, my heart pounded—not in excitement, but in familiarity.

must have seen lots of shit and signed massive amounts of non-disclosure forms. Amber made a great show of sauntering across the room and checking her surroundings. It was fancy digs of course. A mirrored wall by a bed the size of a soccer field. A massive fireplace, ugly ass orange couches, heated bamboo floors, expensive art which looked like an unsupervised preschooler did it, and a hot tub big enough for a ten person orgy. Oh, and the platform with the pole, along with chains mounted to the wall, hanging from the ceiling, and a sex swing.