Wooly X Amanda Novels & Stories

Amanda immediately turned to find a handsome figure with brown hair with almond-coloured irises. The man who was utterly unknown to her smiled sweetly as sweet as honey before pulling the back of Amanda's hand and kissing it. "I'm Apollo, Prince of Landyork. I think it's the first time I've seen a woman as beautiful as you at an event like this. I can't forget if I've met you before," Apollo said as he released his kiss from the back of Amanda's hand. "And who are you, lady?"

Xander I stop mid step and turn to face Amanda. “What do you mean? Did something else happen?” I ask as Kyle re-enters the room. “Geez Xander put some clothes on" he says blocking Amanda’s eyes with his hands. Amanda tries to pry Kyle's hands away from her eyes, “Stop it Kyle. This is important. I need to talk to Xander.” “You don’t need your eyes to talk to him.” “Give me a minute to change Amanda or this clown won’t let up.”

So, that explains why I didn't get burned too? "I'm so happy to finally see you with us!" Val exclaimed in joy and hugged me tightly. "My long wait is over!" Xandra said and hugged me, too. She has a bright ocean blue set of eyes that is now sparkling with joy. Her eyes were the most expressive, yet almost dark in the shade. Xandra is beautiful with her glowing golden-white hair. "You're probably wondering why you are here, Alex," Willow said while smiling at me. She has the forest green set of eyes, yet cold like mine. But it lights up when in contact with mine. Her white, long, straight hair is so stunning.

“Choked on my drink, that’s all.” “Careful. Don’t spill anything on the carpet,” I said. He scowled. “Funny.” They must have felt the tense energy between us, so Alex interrupted. “How is your new product going, Amanda?” “I am still working on it. I promise that this time it won’t fail. I am hoping to go somewhere tomorrow and get one last ingredient.” He was puzzled. “I thought you received it this morning.” “It’s a last-minute thing. I already called the place and Diego has agreed to come, right Diego?” I turned to him. His eyes bulged out of his face.

“I have work to do. I will see you tonight.” “Okay!” Amanda grinned and exited her room with an elated face. ~ Amanda checked herself again in the mirror to make sure she was looking appealing. She was wearing a wine-red dress that brought out her curves perfectly. The plunge neck exposed the skin of her chest but in a decent amount of way. She chose to match it with gold hoop earrings and a pendant along with smoking hot makeup. Her hair was kept open and the wavy strands reached her shoulders. The red heels made her look taller than she was.

Amanda’s expression didn’t change, but she reached up slowly, untying the ribbon from her hair. The long single braid fell free, heavy and sleek, brushing against the back of her legs. She moved forward and swayed her head once. The braid shifted before her and Henry immediately noticed a blade at its tip. Valen took two steps back and his smile faded, replaced by wariness. “You’re really doing this,” he murmured. Amanda’s voice was calm, deadly. “You wanted to show him. Let’s show him.” She moved with defiance, her braid slicing through the air toward Valen like a serpent. He dodged, barely. The blade missed his face by inches, embedding itself for a moment in a wooden pillar before snappin

“And to see you both doing well.” Just as Emily set Olivia’s gift down, Amanda arrived with her son, Ulric, a spirited five-year-old who immediately ran to the Christmas tree. Amanda, now one of New York’s top talent agents, was a beacon of confidence and poise. Despite her success, she was focused on raising her son alone, and her life seemed more fulfilling than ever. “Amanda!” Emily called, embracing her warmly. “It’s so good to see you!” Amanda smiled, looking between Emily and Vincent with warmth in her eyes. “Thank you for inviting us. It’s been a busy year, but Ulric wouldn’t let me miss this.”

Sometimes, when she’s home alone, away from anyone’s gaze, she savors it slowly, letting that bite linger. All three of them know Amanda—Riley, Rex, and Amanda work at the same company, and Shawn’s sister Lily is Amanda’s close friend. On paper, they should know her better than Faye. But none of them seem to notice that Amanda likes Baileys. With milk, oolong tea, coconut water—Amanda is game for any pairing. Sometimes, she just pours it over ice. These men don’t know her half as well as I do, her so-called rival. Faye lifts her chin slightly and mutters, “They don’t treat me any better either, so… potato-tomato.”

But I never knew she would try to kill me. "Amanda has a daughter, Rory Moore. She was from her first marriage and Rory lived in London most of her time. Amanda's wealth came when her first husband died. Rory is only a year older than you. From the day Amanda saw you, she started changing Rory like you. Rory was brunette, but Amanda made her blonde and always bleached her hair. She even made her daughter undergo multiple plastic surgeries to look like you, and she does look like you. So this woman who is doing it is none other than Rory. "

However, as bewitched, instead of scolded Darko, she chooses to refocus on her new toy. The white Calvin Klein brand underwear was lowered by Amanda slowly and cautiously. Amanda closed her eyes, just say she is an old modern woman. Repeatedly make out with several men, but she had never felt or seen firsthand the shape of the lollipop of her random partner. Her ears were only satisfied to hear the story that was brought up by Nana about the shape and size of a man's lollipop. But, specifically this afternoon, she will launch her first eyes, hands, and even her mouth to stare and feel directly something like the stories that Nana told her.