Romans & histoires Scream Amber

Bret said smiling "I don't think that is a good idea. I mean you are a stranger" Amber said as she walked. "I know I am but do I look like a sixteen-year-old killer to you?" he said laughing. Amber faked a laugh and said " of course you don't look dangerous" it was pretty obvious that she was being sarcastic. " Okay, I admit. That came out wrong. I just want to show you the place because it seems like you really like these flowers to come all the way here to look for it.

came a scream as soon as she picked up the call, she drew the phone away from her ears to check the caller and realised it was Ann “didn’t you say, you have goodness and I should meet you up here today by 9am, now am here and you’re no where in sight” Ann continued yelling on phone “am so sorry, I over slept, am so sorry, I’ll be right there, don’t go anywhere" Amber said, sleep vanishing from her eyes immediately, she got out of bed a d hung up the call, she didn’t bother to shower, she only rushed to brush her teeth, changed her clothe and rushed out of the house.

Heather sneered. "Like I said," Amber smirked up at her. "Your fucking weak",Beth lunged with a knife and Eve screamed loud. Fuck.

As I set up my laptop to continue my task a slender hand with garish orange nail polish set a crystal tumbler filled to the right mark with what could only be expensive whisky in front of me. Tracing the hand up I met the scintillating yellow-brown eyes of Amber. She was dressed in the casual maroon polo shirt that was the uniform of all the workers at The House coupled with a bartender's apron over a skirt that showed the right amount of the caramel skin on her mile long legs. “Haven't seen you in a while stranger,” her cherry red lips tugged upward. “Been busy,” I mumbled and raised the glass for a sip of whisky.

In Country A, Amber had just finished filming a scene for the day. Exhausted, she made her way to the break room. It was the peak of summer, and the sweltering heat left her glistening with sweat after even the smallest scene. “Amber, have some water. It’s lemonade—it’ll help cool you down,” Annie said gently as she approached, offering Amber a glass of lemonade she had prepared. It was light on ice and sugar—carefully adjusted to fit Amber’s strict diet.

Through his hand where it touches my neck. And Liam's eyes flash pure amber. Not shifting. Something else. Something I have never seen before.

It was part of the armor. The reception was in a grand ballroom overlooking the bay. It was filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, low conversation, and the subtle, complex symphony of Alpha, Beta, and Omega scents. I filtered it all out, maintaining my neutral projection. I was a blank slate in a room of vivid colors.

I giggle, "I'm still a storm?" He smiles and pulls me closer, my boobs pushing up against his chest, "When you are at your peak of desire, your grey eyes flash a deep yellow. It reminds me of lighting." He leans down and licks my mate mark. "It's a storm that happens just for me." I moan with the wave of heat that moves through me.

It was already close, too close. "NEVER!!!" I pushed Syberus to the side with all the strength I could muster. It gripped me with withered, bony arms and I felt the sharp pain as its teeth were driven into my neck. "BROTHER!" I heard Syberus scream as the demon ripped away the flesh on the side of my neck. I heard the sound of silver against bone as Syberus drove his sword into the demons side. It shrieked again even louder than before and fell back to the ground.

Reaper was snarling through me as we inch closer to the bitch. Amber was muttering under her breath, trying to cast a spell on us but it wouldn’t work, nothing would work now and she knew there was no escaping me. Her amber eyes flickered around the dungeon as she tried to figure out a way of getting pass me but there was nowhere for her to go, my huge beast filled the room “What’s the matter Amber, know this is your end?” “Never” she screeches and tries to run at me, her small body colliding with my own and whilst I did not move, she bounced off of me like a spring and lands on the floor in a heap, making me erupt with laughter.