Amelia Shepherd の小説・ストーリー

Because if it didn't, if he never learned what she'd discovered, what Lars had confessed, what she was planning, then all of this, all the pretending and manipulation and staying in this nightmare, would be for nothing. She touched the ring on her finger. Twisted it so the diamond faced inward again. Her small rebellion. Her reminder that no matter what Lars believed, she would never be his. The letter was out there now. Moving toward freedom. Toward Carlos. Toward hope. All she had to do was survive long enough for it to matter. Amelia returned to her room and continued playing the role Lars needed her to play. The devoted, confused, slowly warming mate. But inside, she was planning a war.

SYNOPSIS FOR REFERENCES Amelia Harper: An eighteen-year-old, a victim of sexual assault, and a slave. The two things she lives for are to serve the master and to serve his sister, otherwise, she is useless. She is an omega which also adds to her feeling of worthlessness, she doesn't remember anything outside of her service to her master and mistress as she was brought to them when she was just a few years old, and her initial years were spent in hiding with the person she believes is her mother, who actually isn't, that was before she was sold out to the alpha.

She was the same girl she met in Xander's company the first day when she brought Alexander back. "Rhea. My assistant." Amelia nodded her head motioning the girl to sit beside Xander which she did. Amelia for some reasons didn't like the girl. She seems younger than Amelia yet obviously attracted towards Xander whose eyes were stuck on Amelia. Can't this snow man see what kind of eyes his assistant has on him? She scoffed again mentally before placing the file on the table which Rhea took professionally. Amelia has to admit the girl was good in her work. Maybe that's the reason Xander was still tolerating her. Because of the glances and lip biting, she had done in those 30 minutes anyone can

Lee Amelia had always known she was different from the rest of her pack. At sixteen, she was the youngest of her group of friends and had yet to experience her first shift. Her wolf blood ran thick, but her human form was different from theirs in many ways. She was heavier, her curves more pronounced, and she wore glasses to see clearly. Her hair, a chestnut brown, cascaded past her shoulders in unruly waves, a stark contrast to her friends' sleek, glossy locks. Despite these differences, she had believed that the bonds of friendship they'd forged were unbreakable. But that illusion was shattered as she stood alone in the heart of the Forest of No Return.

She was tall, with soft, dyed blonde waves cascading past her shoulders, wide grey eyes, and a shy, dimpled smile. She wore a pale lavender sundress and white sneakers, clutching a small tablet to her chest. "Hi," she said softly. "I'm Amelia. The baby of the family." She gave Harper a small wave. "It's really nice to meet you, Harper. I've... heard a lot about you." Harper managed a nod, still reeling. Amelia's smile was genuine and a little nervous. She looked like she might apologize for existing if someone asked her to.

Hard and daring. Amelia.

When she saw Daciana’s appearance and reaction, she was able to deduce that she was either Damon’s fiancée or his wife. Amelia attempted to study her dress and she couldn’t help but be a bit surprised. Her alluring and tight-fitting dress would definitely make a man want to approach her. She wore a red, tight-fitting, armless gown, which exposed her smooth, white, and slender legs. Her cleavage was exposed, almost giving a view of her voluptuous jugs of hers. A pair of black shoes to match up. She also wore stockings and she looked so hot. Her blond and curly hair added to her beauty finished with her blue eyes. She looked perfect. Amelia was still dazed about the dress and she had some susp

Grandma Amelia came to Alpha Jake's room and as usual, she saw him staring at Leilah's picture. "I always hate myself for not believing Leilah, I won't stop apologizing to you for taking Leilah away from you, I'm so sorry." Grandma Amelia said. He didn't even look at her. "Why are you here?" He asked Coldly. "Uhmm, I guess you know about the great female Alpha Amanda." Grandma Amelia answered. "I heard about her name only and the great things she has done which won her the award of the most greatest female Alpha." Alpha Jake said.

Apparently, she hadn't found anything she liked in the previous section of the closet. Shirley heaved in a deep breath, it wasn't like she had forgotten that Amelia was a witch, it was just that she had no idea that witches could really disappear and appear at whim, after all, it wasn't everything one read about witches that was true, Amelia had even mentioned this to her on one occasion. "Well, I am attending this event as a friend of Alicia and Alexander, not as a celebrity," Shirley commented to what Amelia had said and Amelia spared her a quick glance, a smile curved on her lips.

Her mother looked curious. "Prince Adrian is the most level-headed gentleman I have ever met. For a shifter, he is polite and courteous and absolutely charming." ‘Charming. Blegh!’ Amelia thought with a scoff. "You have met him, mom?" Amelia asked curiously. Her mom had known him. So why hadn't she? Did she always spend everytime in the book stands and only with her friends? She spent most of her time with Cilia and Blaine. There was no one else...