Chasing Emily Novels & Stories

Emily questions. ”I have no idea of her whereabouts. Where do I start searching for her?” Emily tilts her head, pressing her lips together. She suddenly snaps her fingers “Go check her room, you would find something. Here's the plan, I will go get materials for our journey to the city. Celine, find clues, and Jones, tie him up.” Celine gave a positive nod “Aye!” she ran into her mother's bedroom, searching. “I can't dip my hands into illegal acts, I wouldn't wish to spend the rest of my life in jail.

Cheryl deserved the world, and Emily would give her that no matter what. The evening arrived, and Emily finally received a call from her sister's homeroom teacher. By then, she had already left the bank and brought groceries before heading to the bus stand to pick up Cheryl. But unfortunately, she didn't see a car following her from a distance. She walked at her own pace with her eyes fixed on the main road before her eyes to see her sister's school bus. Suddenly, Emily heard a screeching noise, and as she turned around to see what was going on, her eyes widened when she saw a black car rushing fast toward her, but stopped only a mere inch away from her.

That was three weeks ago. I stared at the numbers in my planner for a long time until I finally made sense of it all. I couldn’t remember anything. I completely blacked out that night. I quickly dressed in my jeans and grabbed my jacket and car keys. I got into my car and drove in high gear. I was going for a hunt. I was out for blood. And I knew whose blood it was going to be. Tonight, I am going to kill Nicholas Atkins! I drove to Rhythemes hoping he would be there. I ran into Brett at the door.

“You just have really bad luck.” We played deep into the night, alternating board games with absurd card complications. There were so many chuckles, mocking banter and groans of anger when a person lost, I almost forgot I was a text. It’d been a long time since I’d felt this light, this unburdened. For a few hours, I wasn’t Beatrice Emberlyn, the omega with a past she never escaped. I wasn’t the woman who was constantly looking over her shoulder, waiting to be betrayed again.

Below her, in the distance, she spotted a familiar figure rushing across the blanket of white towards the house. Emily. It was like watching a movie. The missing female was heading towards someone, an oblivious character who appeared out of nowhere in this bizarre dream. Emily was stalking them like a lioness stalking a gazelle. No, not a lioness. A wolf. Everything seemed to move in slow motion. Time dragged to a near stop and Chloe suddenly found herself in front of the scene unfolding. Gone was the unfocused watery glaze. Now everything was crystal clear.

I have never heard her but the way my heart thudded I knew I wasn't wrong. "Amber?" I called out but no reply. I saw a piece of white cloth going in the right and I decided to follow it. A heard a melodious laugh. It was a person or more of a girl I was following. "You ain't faster than me momma." I heard a teasing voice and tears filled my eyes. It was my Amber. I increased my pace not caring once that I would fall. I stumbled once or twice but never stopped. My Amber was here.

I told him while packing his things into his bag. "You know, if you want I can look for a buyer for your house. I can't still believe that you're Brad's and Chloe's Rutherford daughter. I've been invited to their dinner functions there, years ago I know the estate. It's a beautiful one." Patrick told me, brushing my arm lovingly. "You would? Oh, thank you! It's just that I haven't got the time for anything but Brenton lately." I held out my hand to Brenton's.

"You’re going to turn heads tonight. I’m sorry I can’t go with you. Violetta didn’t pick me among the other escorts. I would have loved to see you in action. But I can't leave the house, remember?" “Don't worry. I understand. I’m just happy to have a friend like you.” “Awww…” Ingrid pretended to cry. She leaned in and hugged Evie. She kissed her forehead and whispered, "Remember, it’s just business. And nothing more. Okay?” Evie nodded and walked out of her bedroom. Violetta was waiting for her at the entrance of the club with the other girls and some bodyguards. A limousine was parked outside and the chauffeur stood beside the vehicle holding the door open for her.

"Yes" He swoops me off my feet grinning, twirling me around while I giggled. He places me back on my feet. "Good. Now let's go make babies" "What?" I laugh. THE END!!! I hope you enjoyed reading CHASING STORM as much as I loved writing it.Watch out for my next book, and if you haven't checked out my old ones, be sure to.

He turned his car in the direction of Ash's house. “Is that all I can get? It's not fair!” Nelly wailed. “You owe me eight hundred!” Emma declared triumphantly. “Who?” Ash and Nelly asked in unison. They were playing monopoly game and the game was very interesting. They had so much fun that day. Firstly, they cleaned the house in the morning, cooked and baked in the afternoon. Later, they ate pizza and watched a movie and now, they were playing monopoly. They looked like a perfect family, a man, his wife and daughter. Emma was enjoying herself. There was indeed no dull moment with uncle Ash as her mother had said.