Corpse Bride Emily Full Body Novels & Stories

When her hair tumbled forward like a river of silk, there was no escaping it. The Scarlet Vampire pulled a player into her arms, and they surrendered completely, believing the NPC had fallen for them. Even after their blood was drained, a contented smile stayed on their face. Meanwhile, the Ghost Bride's presence was unmatched. With a single glance from her mournful eyes, players fell under her spell, willingly letting themselves be consumed by the ethereal folds of her white veil. Each bride shone in her own way, captivating viewers completely. "This is the true art of killing!"

And then Emilia gasped. She saw her father. Not in memory. Not in dream. In front of her. He stood beside the thing, holding a rose, the same one he’d given her the night before he died. “I buried you,” she whispered. The creature smiled. Only it wasn’t her father anymore. It was her. Dead. Her body. Her eyes. She watched herself die. And then it turned to Alessio. Now it was his mother. The woman he’d buried when he was thirteen.

And what I witnessed there, dried the blood in my veins…. Emily and Broderick's naked dead bodies were hung to meat hooks upside down from their abdomens, with their throats slit, and the floor was a large pool of blood dripping from their bodies which were nearly dried up. I couldn't bear to look at that barbarously cold-blooded sight for another second and darted away as fast as I could towards the washroom, where I spewed profusely, with my body shivering convulsively like never before.

Then she dropped her head to her knees, covering her head with her arms. “I'm still in the dark. What are you both talking about?” Nikkie asked, but none of us replied. There was silence for a few minutes until he broke it again, “Hello?” “She's not Keira. She's someone else. A wolf from supposedly another land. Something happened, and Keira died, and this… this person got into Keira's body, and woke up instead of Keira.” Emily said, still with her head in her hands. “What?” Nikkie asked, smiling, “Both of you are insane. Is this Halloween or what? What's with the weird story?”

Emily requested. Death didn't say anything. He just nodded. Emily went to the morgue and took a peak at her dead body. It is lying down on top of a cold metal bed. It is covered with a white sheet of cloth. She unveiled the cloth, revealing death face. Her thin pinkish lips are now pale just like her skin. Her round Asian eyes are closed. her long curly brown hair lays flat on the surface. "I look so peaceful," Emily commented. She felt Death's hand touched her shoulder again.

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I screamed as the firelight drenched them, revealing transparent skeletons instead of their elegant silhouettes, dressed in tattered shrouds like grave-bound corpses. Without warning, Corpseboy grabbed an apple and shoved it into my mouth. I bit down reflexively. As its juices drenched my mouth, the skeletons became flesh, their rags turning into clothes. I was confronted by a whole retinue of noble-looking men and women dressed in elegant gowns and old-fashioned suits, eying me with disdain. Corpseboy, oblivious to their disapproval, grinned widely. “See, Callie? Nothing to be afraid of. Now come along or the tea will grow cold.” “They're dead,” I whispered in horror.

Emily crawls towards her weapon, she holds it tightly in her hand. " Show yourself", she bellows. " This is getting interesting." The shadow becomes larger and larger until it took over the whole room. Slowly Emily begins to see the shape of the creature. It stands in front of her as its cold eyes is fixated on Emily, its dirty blonde hair shown in the moonlight. Shivers run down Emily's spine as the creature smile at her showing its numerous spine like teeth. The creature captivates her. The body forms next, it is that of a human body, a female.

And then—she saw the first of them. A hollow shape at the edge of the trees, hunched forward, dragging one leg as though bound by invisible chains. But there were no chains. Only bones. Hollowborn bones, yellowed and cracked with time, strung together by sinew and rot. Its eyes were gone. Smoke leaked from its sockets in wisps of silver-blue. Emilia didn’t scream. Not even when it opened its mouth and whispered her name like a question. “...Emilia…” She stepped back. Once.

Her parents forced her to marry a billionaire who loved her sister. On their wedding night, he whispered her sister's name, f**cks her to please himself, locked her in a room for two days. Then the night her sister came back, he threw her outside in a storm. She left for dead and returned as a queen. Now he stands frozen at a gala, watching her accept an award. Two children hold her hands. One of them has his jaw. He does not know they are his. He does not know the woman he truly loves is the one he destroyed. And he does not know that sister is hiding a secret that will shatter every single one of them.