Alastor X Emily Novels & Stories

Emily rolled her eyes and turned her gaze to the window. Thankfully, Scarlett was not with them. Tyler informed Lucian a while ago that she left the academy earlier than them. Her stomach twisted, recalling how the Alpha denied that Scarlett was her mistress. So, what were they, then? Friends? Do friends devour each other’s lips now? Just the thought of it made Emily’s wolf stomp her foot angrily within her.

"It's a man. Not katrienair. Come see for yourself." Emiliar gasped. "It's dark. His aura. He's a demon. We're toast!" "We're not toast. He can't enter."Alistair assured her. "It's big risk Alistair. No one must know that you're here. They'll try all ways to get in." Emiliar said. That sent shivers down Alistair's spine. Images of how she was tortured in the past flicked through her mind. She knelt by the window and prayed silently.

I know that Rosy must burn in his anger. But I never thought that bitch have a child. Even Damon never told me. If I know that I will surely kill him, like her mother. That Damon protected the bitch child even after all this." She halted and suddenly changed her expression. She smiles wide, "But it's okay now she is dead she dare to think of my man. So this is the punishment of her." "You are not a woman, you are a monster" Emily shouted at her. Anastasia got angry and slapped Emily's face. Her cheeks burning in pain. She gripped her hair and pulled it back Emily screamed but Anatasia smiled and harden the grip.

Vevina’s muffled scream came through from her face pushed into the mattress. Getting off the bed Alastor laughed and then with an impish smile he said, “Oh and if you don’t want me to touch other woman then be sure to tell me that you love me every day or else-” “Alastor I am going to fucking kill you!” she said, throwing a pillow at him. “No you wouldn't, you love me too much!”

Elena felt a twinge of regret for what she was doing, because the way Evander called her name sent a shiver through her entire body. Evander groaned when he felt Elena's mischievous hand trail down his stomach. “Sir, what… AH!” The husband and wife sprang apart in shock. In the doorway, Emily stood with her back to them, her hands covering her face. “Ah, I’m s-sorry, miss! Sir! I just wanted to tell you that Mr. Alistair is asking for you, miss!” Emily exclaimed nervously. Without waiting for a reply, she immediately turned and ran from the room.

Anastasia's hand while crying, but did not put it in her mouth. "Eat it" she promised yesterday that she would cut the cake with me at night. "Look, the promise is very ripe, my Emily. We cut the cake last night." Seeing the claw marks on Emily's neck, Esen unknowingly hid her hands. These were exactly the same marks as when she hit Emily in the dream. It means there was another werewolf in her life besides me, but who? Aydin forcibly stopped Ms. Anastasia's hands, lifted Emily, and placed her in the coffin.

Daisy is the one who cuts Emily and Warren's sweet scene. Emily stood up and looked at Charles. Their eyes met for a while, and then Charles turned around and walked away. After a short walk, they reached the horror house. It was not literally a house but a substantial old ancient castle. Emily looked at it, amazed. Warren was right. It was definitely a different one.

“You’re so beautiful, Emily.” Emily tilted her head at him. “You’ve always been my only flower,” he wanted to say, but he stayed quiet. Emily caress his hands in her. “So, um, how long did you know about our encounter?” “What?” “When did you realized it wasn’t a dream?” “Oh,” Joshua peeked underneath her gown that she didn’t tie up. Her breasts were bare. Emily gasped and wrapped her arms around her. “Yeah, I saw it. I saw my hickeys.”

Jeremy’s POV The heavy iron door shut behind me with a bang as Lisa’s desperate cries echoed faintly as I swalked away from her cell. I ignored it as I couldn’t afford to let her words sway me. She was a vampire. A vampire. And not just any vampire—Lord Alireza Firouzja’s daughter. The implications of that alone were enough to make my wolf growl.

"Who are you?" "Ah, I was just hungry and hoping I could stop by" she replied. "Sure, we are open. Come in" they walked her in. As she followed behind, she paused and turn back to stare at the path Bellamy drove off with Natalia. A cunning smile appeared on her face. "Natalia, you have dug your own grave to let Bellamy A. Brooke touch your filthy body" Emily spoke to herself and rushed into the restaurant and pretend to be a customer.