Treasure Planet Captain Amelia Novels & Stories

The Tosca green dress with a sprinkling of sparkling gems adds to the appearance of a more vibrant look. The second car, Mr. Kusuma and Amelia. Amelia is transformed into a beautiful princess. Wearing the boots asked me yesterday, her hair is curly with a crown encrusted with diamonds. A white stacked dress with transparent green accents, the cut is simple but elegant, making her look like Princes of the Jungle.

i tried to compensate. I watched her eyes dim a little. “i don’t have a mummy. Aunt Lilly makes all of us call her that” I was dumbfounded, looking up at Ronan for a bit of help. “Amelia? Why don’t you let me talk to her for a minute?” he said, carrying her away from me. But she did not break eye contact. She looked at me as they were taking her away. “are you going to leave again? You are the only one that takes care of me and pay atention to me.” i sighed, the guilt was eating me away at this point.

She cuts in. "I have to go back for my jewelry. That's the only memory of my mother I have." She said, determination to return to the palace filling her. This caused joy to well up inside me. Gradually, everything was coming in order and that made me so happy. "We're going to penetrate the palace company, the entire starmoon business space like we planned. There's no turning back now." I said to her and she nodded. Amelia's quest for revenge for all Oliver and Sane put her through made it easier for me to manipulate her.

“For now, I will allow you and Jake inside. Lillian. Martin. Please wait here for a moment. I… need to talk to you privately.” Healer Eve sent Jake and me ahead with a nurse, but not before touching Jake’s shoulder like she was giving him some kind of comfort. What was that about? Was there something wrong? The nurse led us to Amelia’s room and I rushed inside. Amelia was sitting upright on her bed, with wires and tubes attached to her arms and chest. But she was awake, and when she saw me, she started smiling. “Damien,” she said. She held out one arm. “I need my mate close to me.”

But even if there was, I wouldn't be caught complaining. Amelia was already scrolling through her tablet, a cup of dark roast coffee balanced carefully in her hand, looking entirely too functional for 9:00 AM. "If you wear that shade of blue again on a Monday, I'm billing you for visual distress," she muttered without looking up, tapping her screen with a sharp, rhythmic sound. I arched a brow, crossing my arms as I leaned back against the leather seat. "Visual distress? It’s called royal sapphire, Amelia. It practically commands respect. Unlike your current strategy of micro-managing my wardrobe while ignoring the fact that your scarf is currently trying to strangle your notepad." I retorte

She clutched at his leg, breasts spilling against her torn dress, eyes glistening with false tears. “Grandfather is right, she whimpered, tilting her face up at him. Kaelen… you’re my mate. Why are you resisting me? Tonight showed how much you need me.” Kaelen stepped back sharply, disgust flashing across his face. Ezra snarled again. “Do you not see her act? She doesn’t care for the blood on the floor, only the chance to spread her legs and secure her power as the Luna.” Selera’s lips curled. “At least I’m not a disgrace who runs abroad wasting grandfather’s money. Tell me, Ezra, how many women did you crawl into while pretending to study?”

Right, she had once touched her. She must have sensed it then but kept it to herself, she is known to not reveal one's secret except when they ask her to. "Amelia is the key," Ophelia affirms, her expression serious. "The mate bond acts as a stabilizing force against the dark magic within you. It's rare and powerful, Alpha." I absorb her words, nodding my head silently. "What about Pyro?" I inquire, my concern shifting towards my wolf, who remains elusive in the depths of my consciousness.

Samara was surprised and she will definitely get into trouble again. "Misty," Samara held Misty's arm who just violently removed it and ignored Samara's threatening tone. "Please???" she pleaded with a sweet smile and puppy eyes. Kendrick suddenly dried up because the woman in front of him was beautiful and then the—"Thank you!" Misty stood up and she herself pulled Kendrick upright to leave the seat and swap with it. Of course, Misty is pretty sure he won't say no to her beauty! Well, that's one of Ameira's charm. Whenever they look at a person in the eyes, they will fall for her charm and nobody can resist that.

Name: Amelia Maria Black Lockwood (Mel) Age: 27 Job: CEO of Lockwood Event Planing (event planner) Physical description: long wavy brown hair, oval shaped face, curvy figure, pointed nose, full pink lips, almond shape emerald green eyes, 5’7 ft tall. Personality description: Confident, careful, dedicated, adventurous, friendly, funny, ambitious

Amelia touched queen Mackenzie’s lap and said, “My daughter, everyone is tired. The country needs to be rejuvenated!” “Yeah, mum. How about our proposed saviors?” queen Mackenzie said and sipped her cold water. “You called those ones saviors? They don’t have any power, so forget about them,” Amelia said. “That’s not true, mum. I once told you that Mrs. Sarah turned pebbles into food…,” queen Mackenzie said, and Amelia cut in.