Crazy Emilia Novels & Stories

I asked, studying the figure. The stranger reached up, slowly pulling off the mask to reveal a petite woman with a pixie-like face and short black hair cut close to her head. Her gaze was sharp, intelligent, and assessing. “Hi, Noah,” she said, extending a hand toward me. “I’m Emilia.” “Emilia…?” I echoed, reaching out to shake her hand, still somewhat taken aback by her sudden appearance. “Emilia, the hacker,” Raymond clarified, a grin touching his lips as he took in my surprise.

Almost a year ago I was out on the streets with nowhere to live and Emilia sold herself to make ends meet. We despised each other as we were worlds apart because she was doing something that I loathed. Many things that I would have never imagined, were happening. It was almost as if life was mocking me with an array of events and people, this growth was crazy and everything was happening too fast. Emilia started her foundation for young women, My career as an artist. This wedding, “How did we get here?!” I demanded and a tear slipped down my cheek. I blinked away tears and I hoped I had not ruined my makeup because Lee would not let me hear the end of it.

Jack, in the same shocked, hoarse voice, said: “Greetings to you, the she-wolf of the Ruling Southern Clan, the daughter of the leader Gabriel, the heiress of the Southern lands, Princess Emilia. The she-wolf growled again, looked around the entire Great Hall, or as Mike and Jer called it - ritual, and the wolves in it - no one got up and did not dare to raise their heads. "Who is Jack talking to?" a thought flashed through Emily's head. "Who is this Emilia? Where is she? And why is everyone on their knees?" and then it dawned on her. Emilia, princess, is there something? What kind of nonsense is he talking about? The girl tried to answer the leader, but instead of words there was a roar. "Y

she trails off in a murmur, and she could hear her big sister sigh as she dropped her hands. "Livi-" "I can't!" Liviana says, spewing out a series of apologies right after. "Why not?!" Emilia questions, voice raising ever so slightly. "It's possible! We can do it right now. There's nothing stopping us-" "Yes, there is," she disagrees. "It's a thing called common sense. Ever heard of it?" Emilia glares, blowing out a huff of air and asking, "really? I'm the crazy one here? You have met our parents, haven't you? Don't you see how insane they are?"

but I am proud of it. It was their journey, ahad and izzah's journey. After many obstacles in their life, they are now happy. Their were many obstacles their was heartbreaks, tears, sadness, pain and loss but they have each other, they have their families and they don't need anyone. THEY LIVED CRAZILY EVER AFTER....... THE END ————————————— I hope you guys liked the epilogue. Signing off...... ~Zaveria akhtar

I was wearing a cream blazer and black trousers, hair up, no makeup except gloss and fake lashes . Emilia met me the moment I stepped into the hallway, and from her face, I knew something was up. “What happened?” I asked. She handed me her tablet. “ i have two news …Firstly our company found its way to the raising rate …we are at the bottom but we found our way after not being there, Girl…in just one week “ i turned and gave Emilia a little hug . “ That’s crazy ! Unbelievable! That’s unbelievable!” “ I know , i screamed too …”

“It’s great how much you’ve grown. Well, be quick about it. It would be impossible to explain the chants and visions to a man like Jay.” Emilia got down on her knees beside the buck. The buck watched her suspiciously with scared eyes. “It’s alright, champ,” Emilia said soothingly. “I don’t want to harm you. I was hoping you could show me what hurt you so much. Help me see what happened to you, champ. Yes, I know you can do that for me.” Softly, Emilia began chanting again. Her hair whipped up in a halo around her head, and her eyes turned a bright purple. “Show me, champ. Show me what happened to you…”

Lola flashed Emilia a smile, Emilia avert her gaze, only to steal another glance two seconds later. Curses, this Asti girl smiled so sweetly, and she smelled good. Caesar addressed Emilia, "Let's talk." Emilia remained silent, and before departing, she looked back at Lola, who had resumed her seat on the carpet, absentmindedly tossing darts. Emilia had observed her for five minutes through the window earlier, convinced Lola was clumsy and aimless. Not a single dart had hit its target. But by some stroke of luck, Lola's dart struck the bullseye, eliciting a joyous exclamation after a brief five-second silence.

Emma is stunned, but she knows that for her not to incur this man’s wrath, she must answer all his questions. “Yes, Master Milan.” Emma says. “I will tell you.” Milan smiles tightly. “Good. I am all ears.” He says. “Well…” Emma begins. “Emilia is a free-spirited soul, and she does not let things get to her, except it really gets to her. She does not like being told what to do, and this is because she is very wise. She thinks that whatever decision she makes for herself is the best, so she does not want to be bullied into doing what she does not want to do.” Emma says.

CASSANDRA'S POV I couldn't tell whether what I had done had actually worked on her. For one, Emilia was a very strange person, you can never fully know what will get to her and what will not. But I had hope that even for her emotionless being, this should be able to do the job. And it did.