Novels by Amaury Writes

Camila Collins' Point Of ViewI felt Lauren's arms Wrapping me carefully, as the rain fell over our heads. The car with the men had just gotten lost amid the darkness of that deserted field. I felt my body being lifted, causing me to sit."Camila? Look at me." I opened mny eyes and stared into that pair of so worried green eyes.Even with the darkness that surrounded us, I stared at her partially illuminated face by the lit headlights of her car, seeing the raindrops running down her white skin. Even knowing that none of that was real, and that I was never in danger, I felt incredibly safe in the arms of that woman, as if she could surface me from that quagmire of lies and rancor."Everything is okay, they are gone.""I'm sorry." I let out almost automatically, without realizing.Lauren frowned, joining her eyebrows in the center of her forehead. She stared at me with a confused expression, but soon took care of shaking her head. I felt my breath falter in pure fear."For what, Camila

Christopher shouted loud and clear, attracting the attention of everyone who was in that place. I felt my whole body boil, as if the hatred accumulated with all the other bad feelings that I suffered in the last hours were joining."I am to blame? You are the one to blame, you moron! I am responsible for covering your wife's safety and not yours! She would be safe if you were with your damn security guards, because I'd have taken her out of that damn car, and left you in the hands of those thugs!"He stared at me astonished at the audacity in which I regarded him. I didn't care about his economic level, or even his power over Brandon. I wouldn't let him throw on me the blame for something that wasn't in my hands to fix, not alone."I'm sure those guys wanted you! And not her! But now they saw a weak spot, and theyll abuse it!""You don't know anything! You're just a shitty little cop!" I balled my hands into fists, trying to control the urge I had to punch him in that instant."You sh

Lauren Jauregui's Point Of ViewI pounded hard on the door a few more times trying to get the men's attention on the other side, but none appeared. I just needed some new about Camila, her absence in the room where Christopher and I were made me more and more apprehensive. I felt my wrists aching due to the ropes that bounded them, but surely, I was way better than Christopher. The men even left me on an old mattress, and the ropes only wrapped my hands, but with the businessman it was totally different. He was thrown on the ground, with his body completely bound."Stop with that infernal noise. You'll end up irritating them!" The man muttered grumpily. "She should be fine!""You don't know anything! What kind of husband are you?" "The kind who's smart and doesn't want any of us to die due to insistence and rebellion.""She could be suffering in another room!"We heard noises coming from the door, and soon I quickly backed away when the men entered with masks on their faces. They wer

Camila Collins' Point Of ViewThe sound of our high heels echoed through the empty corridors of that warehouse. I wallked ahead, having Normani and Dinah following right behind. One of the men accompanied us to provide the services requested by us. I stared at both women as soon as we stopped before a thick metal door; they nodded briefly, and then I looked at the man."You can open it." I ordered."Yes, ma'am."The man approached the door, grabbing the ring of keys from his pocket, and quickly took care of unlocking the door, which creaked as it was being pushed slowly by me."You can go for a walk. We'll call you if we need." I murmured at the marn who alternated his gaze before the three women in front of him."As you wish." He said before leaving. Dinah entered the dark room, followed by Normani and then by me. The blonde was incredibly beautiful for that situation, as if for my best friend that plan was also an act to be celebrated and reveled in the best possible way. She gestu

Normani opened the way for me to enter the system freely and withdraw what I wanted. Dinah just waited for the amount, which would be sent to an account abroad. I started typing the numerical sequence in an out of the ordinary speed, as my eyes ran through the numbers that appeared on the luminous screen.-We don't have much time. The system is paralyzed.I heard Normani's voice in the back, as if I were several meters away.-I'm almost there... -I said without stop typing the numbers that would give me all the access.I could hear the beating of my heart, strong and frantic. In that moment, all my concentration was there. I typed the last number and clicked on the little button on the left, when a new window opened on the screen, showing the following sentence "Access to the Financial System granted". A smile escaped my lips, drawing Dinah's attention, who approached quickly.-I hope that that smile is a good thing. – Dinah murmured hopefully.-Keep focus, I'll transfer the amount. -

-Are you enjoying the life you deserve? -I asked as I released him again -Cuckold!I walked away from him, seeing his body fall to the side completely limp. I glanced at Lauren who remained the same way. Until I heard some knocks on the door.-Ma'am. - one of the men entered the room -They are already waiting for you in the other room.I just nodded at him who left right away. I glanced one last time at Christopher, and then approached Lauren again.-I'm going to solve some things, but don't worry. I'm here to protect you. -I whispered, depositing a kiss on her forehead.I got up again and straightened the dress in my body, and then ran one of my hands through my hair and walked out of that room. I saw the men on the first floor in an entertaining conversation, and walked back to the main room. Upon entering my room, I came across the people who were waiting for me.Tower. Bishop.-Were you visiting your detainees? - Dinah asked with a cynical smile - 0r should I say your lovers?I ro

"Welcome, messenger," she said in a voice as smooth as honey.The trembling in the man's hands stopped and he stood straighter, clearing his voice."Thank you, Princess," he said, glancing at Moira. "And Your Majesty. It is an honor to be welcomed into your pack's territory. I bring a message from the Kingdom and King Gabriel himself."Sophia practically glowed at this news. The rest of the pack waited with bated breath. I fought the urge to roll my eyes. Everyone knew what this was about. It had been two years. The messenger could only be coming to announce -"The Hunt," he said, bringing a letter forward and presenting it. One of the guards stepped forward to take it and walk it to Sophia, who didn't open it, but stood holding it in both hands. "The Hunt will begin in a few short days, and King Gabriel and his mother Queen Elizabeth would be honored by your participatiorn. Twelve other princesses will be joining you at the Harmon's Palace to partake in several tasks. King Gabriel

New Generation:"Tell me why I should waste my time on a maid when I can have a princess tonight?"On every blood moon, twelve princesses from all over the world, belonging to different packs, gather at the Harmon's Palace, the home to the King of Alpha's and where the hunt takes place.For thousands of years, the hunt had been marked as the game of Queen's, where only one of the females get selected to become the next Alpha Queen, only after a long trial Valarie arrived at the Harmon's Palace as Princess Sophia's lady but instead, she captured the attention of the King Gabriel himself and vowed to have the prize all for herself only after a one accidental night, where she got the pleasure of her life.ValarieI was rushing. It was hard to ignore the murmurs and laughter as I passed by, as well as curious conversations; the laughter I knew were directed at me. As a servant I was at the bottom of the pack, and wasn't helping my cause by stumbling barefoot through the walkways. But my f

Marching her way out of his flat, Gabrielle quickly pulls up the black dress from her knees up to cover her cold naked body as she heads to the door."Idiot!" she grits her teeth as her knuckles turn white clenching it into a fist. She can feel her face heating up because of anger. God! She doesn't usually feel this much anger towards another person to the point that she really wants to punch his face if not murder him."Breathe Gab..." she closes her eyes tightly as she inhales before grabbing her stilettos and briefly looking around for her pouch."Stupid idiot!" she grits her teeth again not finding anything around Vincent's living room.She's already on the verge of screaming and stomping her feet in frustration when she noticed his car keys hanging on the hook on the wall just beside the main door.Not looking around, with the heels hanging on her fore and middle says to me, hands in his pockets."He's always been," I say with a smile."Aren't you jealous?" He raises an eyebrow,

Today is the day.After breakfast, Sebastian dropped me by our room, excusing himself to go and see if all the others in the mansion are ready to depart for the temple where this ceremony is.We have to leave in the end, after everyone else, so there's plenty of time to get dressed. Fidgeting excitedly, I rake through the closet and find a knee length white dress that looks sophisticated enough. I quickly take a shower and dry my hair, put on the dress and apply a bit of makeup. Quickly zipping up my ankle boots, I take another look at the mirror. The door opens, I see Sebastian's reflection. I grin at his surprised expression as he sees me and do a little twirl."Ta da!" I say excitedly. "So, how do I look?"He smiles as he crosses the room to come up in front of me, his arms up around me as my own hook around his neck."Can you ever look less than perfect?" Sebastian says."True..." I say brushing back a strand of his hair that fell out of place. Then I cock my head. "What are you w

Staring at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, wrapped in a sinfully fluffy robe, I as my fingers brush the skin at the junction of my neck and shoulder, where the mark was.Hell, the skin here is so flawless now, it feels synthetic.I shake my head, trying to get rid of the slightly hollow feeling that's settled in the pit of my stomach.Quickly getting dressed, I step out into our room. Sebastian looks up from the letters he's reading when I approach the bed and settle down beside him."How are you feeling?" he asks.I roll my eyes with a smile. "That's got to be the ninth time you've asked me that since morning."Sebastian cocks his head to a side. "I'm hoping for something a little more than a simple Fine' this time.""I feel." I tap my chin with a finger. "Empty? Like something's missing."An annoyed breath escapes me. "I honestly don't know if its only the fact that all my heightened senses are gone."Sebastian chuckles, I narrow my eyes at him. "That's to be expected, hopeful

"Sneaking out, Hazel?"I freeze in my tracks.Which, by the way, isn't really easy. Given I'm half hanging out of the bedroom window. Clearing my throat, I pull myself up a bit, grinning sheepishly as I catch Sebastian's eyes. He's leaning against the bedroom door, arms crossed loosely across his chest."Hello mate," I croon. "You finaly remember I'm alive?"Sebastian takes the liberty to walk over to the window and all but pull me inside the room, his arms wrapping around my waist."Do I want to know where you were going?" He asks, but amusement gleams in his stormy gaze."Who says I'm not just returning from my rendezvous?" I pick off an imaginary piece of lint from my shirt. "Because I'm just returning from my rendezvous," Sebastian says, interlocking his fingers with mine and leading me out of the room. "And I'd have seen you climbing up.""Where were you?" I narrow my eyes at him.After our date last night, I'd woken up this morning in an empty bed and a little note saying he'll

Georgia's Pov"Be there at six o' clock sharp, no later. I've already ordered the flowers, as you apparently couldn't handle that task last time, so you simply have to pick them up. Be polite and courteous. Next week I want to set up dinner with Cecil and his wife, so you better leave a good impression. Carlo picked the restaurant so let him suggest what the best meal is and take his advice."It was hard to focus on my mother's words as I stood in front of my bathroom sink, trying to keep my stomach from twisting and crling and its contents from coming out. My mouth was dry and tasted like old leather, no matter how much water I sucked down. And then there was the headache. I didn't know how I was handling her shrill voice when it felt like Muhammad Ali was having a boxing match with my brain. I couldn't remember the last time I had a hangover this bad.I never wanted to drink again."Are you listening?""Yes.""Why do you sound like that? Did you go drinking?"How did she know these

No, not something. Their mother. She Uses one to control the other. I guess I found my first question. "Why do you let your mother control your life so much?"Lee's response was simple. "She's my mother.""But you're a grown adult.""You've met my mother. There's not much you can say against her. She's cruel, but she is caring. Even if she doesn't show it.""Is she the one who sent you away?"He nodded."Where did you go?" I asked slowly, unsure if my question crossed the line or not."An inpatient rehabilitation center in California. I've been there ever since the accident."I tried my best to swallow inaudibly."Your accident?"He tilted his head to the side and grimaced. "Well, I'm sure you know. An intended accident. I barely remember it, to be honest. I know I purposely wrecked the car, but after that, I don't know. I had a pretty bad concussion so they said there would be some memory loss. I was in the hospital and then shipped across the country to recuperate. And I haven't bee

Wilson's POVWhat. The. Hell.I stared out the window of the car, my heart racing. Georgia's words rang in my ears-I love you, I love you, I love you. Why did she say that? How could she say she loved me when she was the one who broke up with me?Why ask me to stay when a few hours earlier she'd told me to leave? Was I just supposed to go along with her mood swings? Whether it was her mother's doing or not, why did I have to be dragged along?My hands balled into fists. It wasn't fair to me. Bennett had said he made his choice. He made it pretty dang clear. I was confused enough as it was. I kept telling myself to pin it off as drunken babbling, but there was that part of me that wanted it to be true. A very stupid, pitiable part of me."Are you okay, Henley?" Henry asked quietly."I don't know," I said honestly. "I'm not sure if you've noticed but I'm not good at, you know, emotions.""Do you want to talk about it?"My lip twitched, breaking my temper. Henry was too good of a person.

Before I knew it I was gasping on the ground, the phone falling out of my hand. I couldn't find the strength to get up. The world was spinning and suddenly I felt nauseous. Closing my eyes, I rest my head against the foot of the stools. "I'm sorry, Wilson. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."Walter forced me off the ground, leading me over to one of the booths."Wait here. I called someone to pick you up.""Not my mother," I said, my blood going cold with dread."No, Georgia. I didn't call your mother."My muscles relaxed slightly. I was afraid if I tried to relax completely my body would slide back onto the floor. It vaguely registered that I was being embarrassing, but I didn't know how to stop. Like everything else in my life. How to stop my mom from controlling me. How to stop Lee from throwing his life away. How to stop Henley from leaving me.I wasn't aware I'd fallen asleep, but I jolted awake when I felt a small pair of hands shaking my shoulder. "Bennett? Wake up. I'm going to take you

Georgia's POVEmpty.That's how the house felt. Maybe it was how I felt too. Rain beat against the windowpanes, blurring my view of the outside world from where I stood in my living room. Droplets of rain fell from my hair and dropped onto the tiled floor, already muddy and marked from my shoes. I realized belatedly I'd forgotten to take them off.The windows reflected my white washed image but I could barely process it. All I could see was the image my mind kept replaying- of Wilson, tears in his eyes, walking away from me. Straight into Lee.I gasped, grabbing my chest as it clenched agonizingly. My body tensed, trying to fight the pain and waiting for it to pass. Spots blurred my vision and I staggered to the stairs, using the railing as support to pull myself up them and into my bathroom. Locating my strongest bottle of pain relievers, I dumped a couple into my hand, swallowing them down dry.What was Lee doing here? How was he here? Why didn't anyone tell me he was coming? Had I

The sound of a ringtone filled the car and Lee picked up an iPhone from the center console. "Hi, Henry. Yes, she's with me now. No, you don't have to come out to meet us- it's raining, stay inside. We'll be there soon.""Uh, where exactly are we going?" I asked when he hung up, feeling it was a question I should of asked before we started driving."To your place. Henry sent me the address."Again, I thought I should be a little dubious about Henry giving out my address to Lee, but Lee seemed like a safe enough person. And I trusted Henry. Lee couldn't be worse than the hobos, anyway. When we pulled up to my house, Henry was waiting outside on the porch, despite Lee saying not to."Are you that excited to see me?" Lee teased as we climbed up the steps together.Henry cleared his throat, turning his chin up. "It's been awhile.""It has," Lee agreed, shaking off his umbrella. "Still alive, I see."The joke fell short as the happy expression on Henry's face slid off, replaced by a serious

~ Samantha Reese ~~ {Flashback} ~"Please get the door, Samantha Reese." Lila requested, rolling her sleeves up. "I'm the pregnant one here, I shouldn't be overworking.""Getting the door isn't overworking. Stop being so lazy." I groaned and reluctantly rose to my feet, sauntering to the door and opening it.I was so surprised to see Faith standing by the door, grinning from ear to ear, holding a small bag. I opened my mouth to speak but she pulled me into a hug. "Gosh, I missed you. I'm so glad you're fine." I smiled, returning the hug.I gently pushed her by her shoulders."I didn't expect to see you here. Please come in."Shutting the door after she walked in, we took our seats on one of the sofas."Mr. Robert asked me to come here. As your maid, I should be at your service, no matter where you are.""Oh, that's great. I missed you too. Doing some things on my own feels like a lot of work now." I admitted and she chuckled."Then it's a great thing I'm here. Is there anything yo

~ Alvin ~Another frustrating day without Samantha Reese. I had been checking the internet on how to make your angry wife forgive you but it all seemed to be pointless. It was high time I gained the courage to call that stubborn woman I called my wife.I picked up my phone and searched for her name in the contact list. Just one click and the phone was going to be ringing but it felt like the biggest deal in my entire life, it felt like an issue of life and death. I had never been this scared in my life. I succumbed to it and called her. It kept ringing continuously but there was no response.I sighed and dropped the phone on the bed but flinched when I heard, "Hello?"I picked up the phone, staring at the screen like it was a dream."Hello?" Oh my gosh, that voice, I missed it so damn much. I immediately went into a trance after hearing it."It's probably a butt-dial, ignore it." I heard Lila say.I snapped out of my trance and exclaimed, "No! Wait!""Oh, it's real.""What do you wan

~ France ~"Georgina, it's so nice to see you again," I said as Georgina sauntered to take a seat beside me, dropping her clutch on the counter."Yeah, really nice. You probably remember me from Samantha Reese's wedding or something.""Uh..." I scratched the back of my head. That was not the only time we had met. Who could forget Georgina after so many plays we had had together in the past? "Of course not." I chuckled nervously.She smirked. "Great! I was wondering how anyone could ever forget this nasty Georgina after so many times together. So you're simply ignoring me?" She ordered herself a bottle of drink."Georgina Bend, it was long ago, okay? I wasn't ignoring you or anything, it was just supposed to be one-night stands."She laughed out boisterously."One-night stands that happened about a million times?" She rolled her eyes, chugging down a glass of alcohol in one drought."Okay, I agree with that. It has been so long, about 5 or 6 years ago. We were still in college, woman

"Samantha?" I asked again, scanning her from head to toe. Maybe I might've heard the wrong name.They paused, gazing at me."Do you know her?" Dash asked."Of course not. Where on Earth am I supposed to know such a disgusting person?""I'm so surprised to know you decided to go after such a cheap thing. I mean, look at her." She scoffed at me, resting her elbow on Dash's shoulder."She was supposed to be for fun but she was proving so hard to get and I wanted to make her my girlfriend to use her and dump her, baby." He admitted, not bothering about the fact that I was standing right in front of them."Aw, my babe is so nasty." She smirked at him, patting his head proudly."I can't believe you're so terrible. I thank God I didn't fall into your crazy trap, motherfucker!" Oh my, where was this courage coming from?"Why is she being so dramatic?" She asked with her forehead crumpled and wearing a lopsided grin.I stormed out of the house and quickly got into a taxi. Samantha was probably

~ Samantha Reese ~"You still won't let me tell anyone you're here? This torture is killing me. Won't you at least tell Mom or Georgina?"Lila asked, finalizing her makeup."No, I'd let Mom and Georgina know today. Please don't let anyone know yet." I smiled at her. "By the way, you look very gorgeous.""Thank you." She grinned."You're going to work? Aren't you late now?""No, I'm on leave again. I'm going over to my boyfriend's.""Oh... I'd love to see this man you and Georgina is so crazy about.""Stupid Georgina. She keeps blaming me when I've got nothing to do with her sleeping around with men." She rolled her eyes, rising from the vanity chair.I chuckled. "That's Georgina for you. I'll talk to her later today.""Please do. Talk some sense into her head.""I'll try to." I chuckled again. "I'm going to take a stroll for relaxation.""You need it. Call me if there's any emergency, don't work too much, don't destroy the house, don't get too emotional, don't do anything stupid, eat.

~ Alvin ~"You're just returning?""Yes, sir." The stupid driver who had driven Samantha Reese had finally arrived but not with her."And where is Samantha Reese ?""She made me drive for a long time and then asked me to stop the car in the middle of nowhere, no matter how many times I refused. She said no one should look for her there because she was going to go further away.""And why are you just returning?""She said I shouldn't return home until today. I tried to follow her but lost track of her. I promise it isn't my fault. I also have no idea where she is.""Please send me the address of where you dropped her off, I'll send it to the police.""Okay, sir, I'll try my best to recall the place." He nodded then left my sight. I returned to the building and dropped me on a sofa."Won't you at least have something to eat?" Mom asked, her tone was soaked in worry.I simply shook my head, resting my head on the arm of the couch and the back of my palm on my forehead."You have to eat,