Amelia Watson Hololive Novelas e Histórias

Same height as Amelia, five feet eight inches. Amelia was happy she had met someone like Alicia, a lifesaver, but she was a bit worried that she was a human. As a wolf, especially a weak omega, they have a limit to which they can relate to humans, especially the ones who don't know about werewolves.

I had 7 of them that I asked. “let the party begin” Matias yelled and the music was turned up. I walked down to the snack bar to get some snacks when I felt someone approach me. It was a girl not so older than I was, she had beautiful blonde hair and the most charming blue eyes. She smiled at me and proceeded to put a cupcake on her plate, I didn’t even know who the hell she was and she looked very creepy. “hi, you must be Camila, I’m Danielle but everyone calls me Danie” she introduced pushing her hand out for me to shake. I shook it.

So maybe I’m overreacting, he’s not mine and I’m not his. I’ve been busy working at the diner a lot recently and I actually made some work friends. Amelia who just turned 18 recently, she hasn’t shifted yet, something about it’s better to shift around your mate. An she hasn’t found her mate yet, she’s actually new to our pack and hasn’t really got to meet anyone due to working all the time. Amelia is really pretty and she’s super nice. She has auburn hair, grayish/blue eyes, about an inch shorter than me. An she’s really skinny, toned, smaller boobs than mine, but she makes up for it with her big butt. I laugh with her all the time wishing the moon goddess would’ve blessed me with more jun

Olivia said as she handed over the pills. Amelia smiled, trusting them completely. She took the maintenance drug without hesitation. She had a strange illness that weakened her body—a condition that prevented her from using her full Lycan potential. Her wolf still hadn’t awakened, which was why she remained ranked as an omega, unlike her father who was a gamma and once a beta. “I’ll go find Lucas. I want to tell him in person,” Amelia said cheerfully, waving as she left. “Be careful, okay? Be back before dinner,” Solana reminded.

Each passing second without an answer stretched my impatience thinner, until it was almost unbearable. We sat on the balcony outside my chambers, overlooking the vast forest and the Olympic-sized pool below. Amelia was dressed casually—a denim skirt that skimmed mid-thigh and a dark blue crop top that hugged her frame. Her voluminous curls were braided neatly into boxer braids, accentuating the roundness of her face. But it was her eyes—those dull, grayish eyes—that immediately soured my mood. There was hesitation in them. Discomfort. I already knew. “Well… er—unfortunately,” she began, her voice faltering as her gaze slid away from mine, “Anna is still very much alive. Worse… she’s currentl

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

"Scarlett." ******

The usual posts flooded my timeline: fashion influencers flaunting their outfits, food bloggers making me regret skipping lunch, and then there it was. Amelia. Of course, it had to be Amelia. My finger froze mid-scroll as I stared at the series of pictures and videos she’d been in. There she was, laughing, smiling, glowing. And not just with anyone. She was with Liam and another VIP Prince Tristan. The prince that everyone has been raving about on my timeline.

Sienna sobbed quietly, burying her face against my chest. I rocked her gently, whispering soft assurances against her hair, my heart breaking with every tear she shed. I hated that I had to be the one to break her peace. But she deserved the truth. And she deserved to know that no matter what blood ran in Delilah’s veins… it didn’t change who Sienna De Luca was. My Luna. My mate. My heart. I kissed her hair, tightening my arms around her as if that could shield her from the pain.