Chasing Emily Novels & Stories

Brady says catching our attention on the screen. "Dang! It's him!" Brandon slams his fists on the table. I narrow my eyes on the a particular old man with snow white beard and a hat on his head to hide his face from the cameras. He looks familiar not by the appearance but the moron forgot to take off his emerald ring. "Follow this old man, it's our squeaky shark."I instruct Brady and motion Brandon to join me outside the control room of our warehouse. "What is it, Hunter?" He asks with a frown itched on his face, he looks exhausted yet he refused to go and rest for a while.

My eyes kept finding her- she appeared so fucking invested in what the professor was going on about. "Mr. Hale," Mrs. Middleton's voice snapped me out of my thoughts, and the way I immediately looked up, eyebrow raised in question. "Would you care to summarize Chapter One of Pride and Prejudice for us?" Well, shit. I leaned back in my chair, fully aware of the attention now on me. This wasn't exactly the kind of thing I could fake my way through, but I had a reputation to uphold.

I really wish she would stop. Emily's sudden burst of spontaneousness brings confusion and intrigue. She takes me out to the driveway where a man in a black tuxedo is waiting in front of a black Mercedes E Class. I raise an eyebrow at Emily. Genelia exits the car. "Your chariot awaits," my best friend says with a huge smile.

I go to turn around but get distracted by my phone beeping with a text message. "Dear Emma, you guys took so long looking for Emily that I got bored so we had to play some games to entertain ourselves, unfortunately for Emily she lost but she still has all her other fingers so it's not so bad. However, now it's time for us to play a game, and if you win you get Emily back but if you lose she dies. Look inside the box and you'll find your first clue. see you soon j x"

Emily said catching Cherly off guard “ It's weird talking to you about it . You are the exact replica of her but you look strange …” Cherly said looking at her “I feel tired , since we already clarified the situation, don't bother me again . “ Emily said getting up Cherly looked at the tea before looking at Emily , why wasn't there any reaction . She spiked the tea . Cherly wasn't a fool . She made a plan to capture the woman and if she confirmed that she wasn't the one before she'll leave her but if she's Emily whether she had lost her memory or not she'll kill her this time there wouldn't be any mistake .

"Why the fuck are you keep following me?!! What do you want!!!?" She then sat down on the side road and cried out loud, only she can hear responding is the dogs barking. The man is still out there because she can see the shadow, now, she didn't hesitate to go to the man, she ran towards the shadow but it ran away, she tried to chase him but she's drunk and losing her control, she keeps crying while chasing the man. "Why!!??" she shouted and cried again. Emily thinks that she is now trapped and can't escape the pain because of the ring she wears.

“You’re supposed to chase me, Emily!” Emily groaned under her breath before finally jogging after her. Awkwardly. Reluctantly. Beautifully. Stephanie shrieked with laughter. “Too slow!”

He’s gaining on you. Hurry. Faster. Faster. You need to run faster, Emily repeated to herself as she ran through the woods. She was running as fast as her legs would carry her. Emily was leaping over fallen trees, ducking low branches, dodging dense areas of underbrush, but she could still hear him chasing her. The faster she ran the closer he sounded. Emily was too scared to turn around. She swore that she could feel him breathing on her neck. Just as she felt like she could not run anymore and her legs were giving out, Emily tripped over a log that she tried to leap over. As her foot caught on the log she stretched her arms out to catch herself. As the ground was rushing up to meet her, Em

Geez, she really took mean girl to a new level. “Emily.” We all look up to Chase, whose voice is suddenly very even, very calm. She looks at him, a desperate expression on her face. “Stop. You’re embarrassing yourself.” I swallow a little at the way he was looking down at her, like he was contemplating breaking her neck. It was creepy, and out of nowhere. It didn’t fit his angelic, perfect features. “Dammit Chase!” Emily exclaims one last time, wiping furiously at her leaking eyes before storming off in a huff, complaining about how this was bullshit and unfair.

If he won’t come to me, I’ll go to him. By hook or by crook, Charles Adam will see me. He will feel me. And he will remember that kiss. Emily closed the journal and stood, her spine straightening with purpose. She had a new plan. Not to chase him. But to infiltrate him. ** Emily knew her next move had to be bolder.