Amelia Shepherd の小説・ストーリー

Amelia didn't want to turn back, but if she pretended not to hear, Jenny might whisper something in Alex's ear again and Alex would come after her again. She turned her head and looked at the two men coldly. Alex froze for a moment. Amelia was bright and beautiful with exquisite makeup. She always used to wear straight hair, or long hair pulled back in the head, but today her long hair permed into wavy curls, with exquisite features and a lustrous red dress. She looks like a genie in the dark as sexy and seductive.

Amelia wanted something that would hurt slowly until she's unable to fight it anymore and end up dying. Amelia couldn't stop pacing around the pool area with a glass of juice in her hand, she was in deep thoughts even though she was pretending to everyone that she had changed. The only person that knows she hasn't is Shirley and Amelia only confirmed it after the words exchange they had a few hours ago.

She said, realizing what she had done. "I've been trying to get a chemistry major. I'm a new student, and I know nowhere." She explained, to which the girl just smiled. "I'm Alicia." The lady said, to which Amelia also smiled at her and answered. "I'm Amelia." "Come with me; I'll introduce you to the class rep. And we also have a class an hour from now." The lady said. Alicia is a pretty human with brown hair and dark eyes. Same height as Amelia, five feet eight inches.

I sat, the weight of yesterday's conversation with Amelia still heavy on my mind, a sense of unease settling over me. Amelia had arrived at the company in mourning attire, a stark reminder of our pack’s tragedy. Frida, the beloved Luna, had passed away, leaving a void in our hearts. "I'm sure you know why I'm here. Don't you?" Amelia's voice broke through my reverie, her tone laced with suspicion and determination. She raised an arched brow, a gesture reminiscent of Frida. Despite her grief, Amelia had inherited her mother's fiery spirit and unyielding resolve. She is everything her mother's personality and everything my features.

"I told you, didn't I? I told you to trust me. I know my brother better than anyone else. He may appear to be strong-hearted, but deep inside him, he is a sweet and considerate person. Trust me" "I can not believe he bought all that you told him even though they were the truth" "Exactly! We didn't tell any lies" Amelia wore a white shirt and a black T-shirt. She is a very pretty young lady with a bright smile. Her furrowed brows are all curled up which always makes her look better.

she crouched in front of me kicking my shoulder with her boot as I struggled to get up “Go easy on her Amelia,” one of her minions said laughing In front of me was Amelia Alistair, the worst human I have ever come across in my whole sixteen years of living. I called her the devil reincarnate because that was what she was, in fact she was worse than the devil. Amelia was the queen bee of the school even as a freshman she made her mark in the school one of the reasons being her mother was the owner of the school and she was untouchable.

”# A grim smile tugged at the corner of Amelia’s lips. “She thinks she’s won,” she whispered. Amelia stepped out of the shower Minutes later, she stood in front of the mirror, dressed in a sharp black suit that cut like a blade. Her hair was tied back neatly in a tight knot, every strand in place. She decided to apply red lipstick for perfect finishing of her outfit. She was done being silent. Katherina had gone too far. Flashing her pregnancy like a prize. Twisting Damien around her finger. Trapping Amelia in front of everyone like the past still belonged to her.

she shouted at her own image. "Good. Now describe her in detail. Be cruel." Amelia took a shaky breath. "She's… pathetic. Look at her. She gets wet from being used. She came while watching another girl get raped. She begs for cock like a starving animal. She's a empty-headed set of holes, only good for taking cum and screaming filth." "Does that turn you on?" George asked, his hands sliding down to cup her breasts, pinching her nipples hard. "Yes!" Amelia moaned, her eyes glued to her own desperate expression in the glass.

But then Emilia descended the stairs, and the spotlight shifted, leaving Amelia in the shadows. Amelia's eyes narrowed, her thoughts racing with resentment. Who was this girl, really? The same one they'd found unconscious on the road? She looked...transformed. The peach gown hugged her curves, and the Tear of a fairy necklace sparkled like diamonds against her skin. She was stunning, a true beauty who could give the current Miss World, Kylie Paterson, a run for her money.

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