Treasure Planet Captain Amelia Novels & Stories

“I love my little gemstone.” “I love you more, Daddy,” she replied with a sweet smile. As the chairman walked out of the hospital room, the room fell into a deep silence. Amelia was no longer smiling like the sweet little girl from moments ago. “Hey, darling, could you sit up straight so you can take your drugs?” the nurse asked gently. She sat upright, not giving the nurse any attention. “Here’s your medication, dear.” Amelia looked at the nurse for the first time since she entered.

“You’re lucky Thomas came to me first, because Goldwing won’t give you a second chance. I told the wolves you were harmless. Don’t make me a fucking liar, Riordan.” “Fine,” he said angrily. “I won’t.” Rosalyn studied him. She knew it had to be difficult being the only one of your kind, unsure if you were the last one or not. “Go downstairs,” she ordered. “I’ll let Eden know you can have your pick, whatever you want tonight. Forget about the Alpha. Forget about the girl.” Rosalyn reached into her pocketbook and pulled a gold coin from it. It had the Ouroboros on one side and a fierce dragon head on the other. It was a symbol of elite membership for the dungeons below. She offered it to him.

Not one of them knew how much she had sacrificed for Damian. The sleepless nights. The abandoned scholarship abroad. The endless loneliness inside their mansion. Amelia swallowed quietly and stepped closer to the VIP section. Then she froze. Her breath caught painfully in her throat. Standing beside Damian was a woman dressed in red satin, her hand lightly resting on his arm as she laughed softly at something he said. Vanessa Cole. The daughter of one of Vale Corporation’s investors. But Amelia barely noticed Vanessa’s face. Because around her neck— Was the diamond necklace Damian had personally placed around Amelia’s neck on their third wedding anniversary.

She used her remaining Moonstone sovereignty to shape the boiling liquid mid-air, hardening it into a solid, translucent shield of crystallized Alpha telemetry that slammed into the ground right in front of me, perfectly blocking a secondary blast of Aurelia’s venom. “You sentimental fool,” Aurelia mocked, her eyes flashing with a predatory silver brilliance as she stepped onto the dais. She reached down, gripping her twin sister by the hair, forcing Elara’s head back. “You gave him your sovereign telemetry? Now he will feel every single fracture when I break you.”

"You said you wanted to drive a car like this." Amelia nodded happily, bringing Tika into the car first, followed by her and Sandra. "I'm becoming a princess! A princess, yey!" Amelia jumped with joy. "Today you are a royal princess," Sandra pinched the tip of Amelia's nose lightly. "Are you ready for the next surprise?" "Yes?" "We're going to visit the old town of New Pearls, Princess Amelia," said the tour guide. "You will get to know the old history of New Pearls before visiting the museum. I'm sure you'll enjoy it." ***

Liam reported thoroughly. In their pack, many people had superior business acumen. That is why, even though they had a gold mine, they had only used a quarter of it so far. Rest was left for contingencies. A happy mood permeated the air. Liam took a few hours off and went to play with Zian, while Steven escorted Amelia to her bedroom. “Brother, do you want to share something?” Amelia whispered quietly. Steven turned toward her and saw her trust filled eyes. He spoke slowly. “The Scarlett Witch is back.”

“She has been lying since the day I was born. Why should I care what a bunch of corrupt elders write down in their dusty ledgers?” “Because if you do not speak, they will treat her like a victim instead of a monster,” a quiet voice spoke from the hallway. Amelia stepped into the kitchen, wrapped in an oversized fleece hoodie, her damp hair falling in soft waves over her shoulders. She looked pale, the dark circles under her eyes revealing how little she had slept, but her posture was surprisingly steady for someone who had just discovered she was born a genetic experiment. I stopped pacing, my chest rising and falling as I met her gaze. “Amelia, you should be resting in bed.”

Great fear if I've overheard their conversation. "I help myself in to wait on the alpha, the maid gave me the key," I took out the key from my pocket. "Oh, morning," alpha Eric greeted me. The Luna just waved at me. I was trying very hard to act as if everything was normal and that I had just got here. They seem to be buying it. I hope, I beg the moon goddess inside. "Where is Pamela?" Luna Talia asks me. "She had something at home she has to do urgently, and she gave me the key to inform the alpha when he gets home before her," I told him. "If I knew the house wasn't empty, I wouldn't have helped myself inside," I said as I gave a smile.

She quickly took it off, then saw its color was purple. Amelia now clearly realized. She had somehow gone back to when she was 10, the exact same day when she first met Ian. Adam once specifically described her outfit to her. Did someone use the Moon Goddess’s relic again?! Or was there something wrong with the universe?! Amelia felt panicked at that moment. But she soon calmed herself down. She had grown strong now and she had already known what kind of trash Ian actually was. Even if she was sent back again, she would never let him manipulate her.

She is carefree like a pup and it really balances out Grace’s serious attitude. “Amelia!” I call out, watching her head pop up from her paws as she looks in my direction puzzled. Waving my arm, I disappear into the cave once more knowing she will be coming in shortly. I take this time to check the contents of the metal chest, the lid opening with ease and not making much sound. I hear the soft tap, tap, tap of nails on stone and turn my head towards the entrance just as Amelia walks in, her fur still damp from playing in the water. Turning my focus back to the chest, I rummage inside to find some long baggy shirts and canned food. Smiling triumphantly, I throw a shirt at Amelia, watching her