Novels by Torieasy

EMMETT.“Have you checked the news?” Cullen doesn’t sound well. Tapping on the shotgun seat from behind, Jamal slows down even more; nearly halting the car. If Cullen sounded like that it can’t be good news. “Send all info to my tablet,” I respond, picking up my iPad from my side as I give Jamal the permission to step on the gas from the rear view mirror. Crestmont fangs infrastructure allegedly transferred $30 million dollars to two offshore consulting firms connected to senior executives.Accusing one of my holdings is crazy work. “You seem to be trending in different areas this morning,” I overhear Qet’s remark. “Send follow up articles.” I request my finger scrolling up to the next article. Emmett Adler of Emmett holdings announced engagement to a never seen fiancee, leaving his ex(new acting chairman of W&S by Hoffman) in tears. “Liam, get off this call. Get Qet to the penthouse” I say, while typing a text to him. [EMMETT]Stay with her, don’t leave her alone for a momen

EMMETT.The moment I shut the door behind me, I walk up to my phone and press it to my ear, heading out of my room for the next room as her moans hit my ears.She drives me crazy. “Emmett,” I hear Cullen say over the phone.My legs struggle to move me out of the room, all I want is to walk in on her touching herself and punish her for it, but I know better. “What is it?” I snap as I shut the door behind me“Hold on, what’s going on? Is she pissing you off?” Cullen asks, his voice strained like someone trying to lift a trailer alone.Piss me off? I am yet to imagine what she can do to piss me off, aside from ridiculing the love I have for her. “No.”I step out to find Liam throwing a ball at Shell who catches it. “What and what should I not tell her?” He asks, strolling in.“Leave her out of anything that concerns the killer wolf. We are not going to scare her. She barely accepted being more than a human. Informing her that one distinct one can put an end to all of us might just tri

SADIE.My eyes open in slits and for a moment, something feels different. My heart rate is normal. I feel kind of relaxed; the kind I haven’t felt in months. Memories from yesterday flood my thoughts and I attempt to move but Emmett’s arm draped around my waist and the steady rise and fall of his breathing against me keeps me in place.I hate to admit how good this feels.Fragments from early this morning glimpse through my memory like flashes. I wasn’t drunk, I remember clearly that he let me have the bed while he slept on the couch. He must have moved to the bed while I was having my episodes. I remember him jolting me awake with caution and soothing words like: “It’s just a dream, I am here.”I–I think when he rested my head on his bare chest and kissed my forehead, I lost it a bit and raised my head– there was this intensity in his eyes when he stared right into my soul through my eyes, and slowly our faces got too close, our lips grazed each other before I finally made the first

SADIE.A Few Hours Earlier (After Margo).Walking into the house, I notice some of my father’s men walking down the other hallway leading to the courtyard where we torture those who trespassed. No one seems to care about my return.The better.“You know everything now.” Aunt Kitra says as I ascend the stairs causing me to glance at her as she looks down on me from the top where she rests her hand on the banister in a relaxed manner.“Do I?” I ask as I get to her slowly.She lets out an exasperated sigh and I proceed to hug her, tears stinging my eyes as my thoughts become blank and she wraps her hand around me as well. Her constant pats on my back bring back too many memories of her hugging me while I cried as a kid and even as an adult.“Thank you for everything,” I really don’t know why I said what I just said, but maybe I am grateful for finally getting the light on my dark path.“What’s the appreciation about? You are not going to kill yourself, are you?” She asks, pulling back to

EMMETT.Shell is deeply asleep, and from the door, I can see my mate cosied up on the sofa. She looks so peaceful, like she has no worries at all; it kind of steadies my mind. My feet are unmoving. I know the moment I open the door, I might wake her.Moving into another apartment is a great idea. The thought of any other person getting to watch her sleep makes the almost non-existent hairs at the back of my neck stand. I love the way she appears mean to everyone.Only I get to see her this way frequently.I linger at the door, unwilling to disturb the rare calm that settles over her. The world outside is different—colder, harsher. The rain pounds against my skin like a cold shower, the chill seeping through my clothes. But none of it matters as long as she gets her beauty sleep.“Shit,” I mutter as she raises her head, her eyes narrowed as her hand moves over the sofa until she grabs her phone.“You’re late,” she yawns, sitting up as I walk in, my clothes heavier than normal.“The mee

SADIE.I should have known he wouldn't keep such documents at home. What if the records aren’t even in a file? What if he has them backed up on a storage device or cloud?Striding out of his office, I unbutton my shirt. The dog barks repeatedly, hopping so I see him, and when I glance his way, he calms down.“Can you talk?” I ask, making a face at the dog, and it shakes its head.Okay, he understands. I know to be quiet around him now. I’m sure Emmett won’t have a useless pet.“Do you think he’s going to return home tonight?” I ask, and he barks.I don't know if that bark means yes or no.“Let’s do it like this: if you think he's coming back home tonight, hop to the left. If he won’t be returning home tonight, hop forward. Do you understand?” I ask, pressing my palms to my waist as I move closer to the door.It barks.Okay.“Hop left!” He does. “Now, right!” He does.Okay, cool!“Is he coming back home tonight?” I ask, and he makes a whistling sound before hopping to the left.Okie.“