Crazy Emilia Novels & Stories

(Sulking) 😓 Me: (glares) are you done with your emotional blackmail? 😒 Ayesha: (looking at me with puppy eyes) what emotional blackmail? 🥺 Me: uggh! Fine. I'll write the Epilogue! 😵 Ayesha: yaay! (Jumps on me) 😄 Armaan: tsk tsk tsk. Such a selfish bestie. Making my Ayesha beg like that. 😕 Me: get out of my face you pretty boy. 😡 Ugh! I hate you soo much... stealing my bestie like that. (To readers) but I love u all 😍

She teased, playfully tweaking my nose. I swatted her hand away, sending a playful glare. We sat on the bed, enjoying each other's company. "Anything new to share?" Emilia asked, flashing her signature grin. "I've been having weird dreams," I confessed, avoiding her gaze. "How do you mean?" Emilia asked, scooting closer. "It's difficult to explain. I dream of weird places and giant wolf-like creatures speaking in parables, saying something about finding my purpose." Emilia shrugged. "Wow, that's a lot... but I don't think it means anything." I blinked, surprised. How could it not mean anything?

Feed her scraps or let her sleep on the street with you? "I might’ve used her, but at least she eats well and lives well with me. How have I wronged her?” … Carter was enraged. “You’re insane!” Emilia curved her lips into a slight grin. “Yes, I’m a madwoman! I’ll stop at nothing for money.” At that moment, the sound of a man’s shoes echoed through the hallway, and it grew louder and closer by the second.

“She is doing what she thinks is right.” I glared at him. Harmless? “Jerk!” I cursed. Emilia was a fertility-obsessed dictator. One evening, she cornered me immediately after I returned from work. “Layla, have you considered fertility crystals?” I raised an eyebrow. “Crystals?” “Yes, they align your chakras,” Emilia explained. I shook my head. “This is insane.” Now I feel like a science experiment. Emilia glared. “You want to be a mother, don't you?”

Her name was Emilia Lane. Emilia was a rising singer of that time who had immense beauty. But she was circulated by many rumours that caused her to lure the youngest child of Miranda Anderson. She was sly as a fox! She knew how to put an end to the rumours around her and she completed her mission since the rumours gradually died after she got married to Aiden. Besides the rumours, money was also a factor for such a middle-class woman like Emilia. Other than that, she never held any love for Aiden. It was always a one-sided love.

Was Emilia fucking with him? *****************************************

She pursed her lips. " You heard me right Rose. What do you want from Caspian? " She tilted her head. " He's my brother. " She snapped. " Richest man in Goa. You've already broken millions of girls' hearts, marrying LIAM. " Emilia said his name as it tasted honey on her tongue. " You are a jerk. " She snapped. Emilia grimaced her face. Then suddenly came back to sweetness, " It's really nice to meet you. I'm glad you came and agreed to meet me. I hope we'll see each other soon. " She smiled.

She lived happily with Raoul until old age and died peacefully before moving on to another world without any memories. Then, what about Emilio? Well, although he mostly looks crazy, he also split his soul into three. Emilio in the first world is a melancholic man. He's quiet, and the perfect embodiment and puppet for Melisa. It was only after Ariana died that his evil nature began to emerge. He killed many people, and fell completely into madness.

It was dangerous and she had no idea. She had dark wavy hair over one shoulder, sharp cheekbones and hazel eyes that looked permanently seconds away from rolling in annoyance. And she was completely unaffected by the circus around her. That was the part that grabbed Luca's attention. This woman looked like she'd rather be anywhere else. Luca pushed away from the bar before he could overthink it. "Where are you going?" Emilia asked suspiciously. "To investigate." "You say that like a serial killer." He smirked. "Relax."

"No. Like where your father currently is since he is certainly not six feet under." I felt my blood run cold, my chest heaving. My eyes went wide as Emilia or Claire, whatever she was, broke into laughter, her head shaking slowly. "Oh, well. That was pretty unexpected. Your little lover has been a bad, bad boy. At least mine is pretty tame. Doesn't matter if his sister is the one who is..." she trailed off, moving her hands in a downward spiral to the floor. Emilio grabbed her by the waist and brought her to him, his eyes taking her in. "You are crazy, you know that."