Crazy Emilia Novels & Stories

Crazy! This is indeed crazy and very unhealthy for Edna's feeling that has been empty for a long time without a man's touch. Since Zyan died, and her status changed to single parent, she never thought about playing with various men like she used to. Her goal at that time to be a wild woman was to pay back her pain to Acelon. And after all her plans were carried out, she no longer wanted to live like that. It's too risky to run a wild life. Even she couldn't imagine what it would be like if Elyseen really wasn't her Son with Acelon, it was really scary. Even though Acelon is not a good man who only touches one woman, but at least from the beginning to this second her body has only been touche

THE CRAZY NEWBIE CHAPTER 1 ★★★★★ NEW YORK≈9AM RESIDENCE OF THE BLANCOS‘ Adelia came out of the kitchen with a bowl of fries sitting on her hands, she's munching on it as she walked to the dinning room. Dropping it on the table, she noticed a backpack on the couch in the living room. "Wait...she has class by 10, she's still at home?" She asked herself, walking to the living room.

She pounded her fists on the door,frantically. "Esme .... Are you crazy! You're committing a crime! You can't leave me here!" "So what, although you are Lorenzo's wife, my father will never let the scandal get out and your body will only be disposed of secretly. Oh I can and I will." she heard Esme say viciously. “I’m sorry for calling you pathetic….just let me out.”Fabiola begged but then she heard footsteps fading. “ESME!”She shrieked hitting the door with all her might.

"A wedding, a family, and the moment I needed him most, he abandoned me and our unborn child for some woman he barely knows." The room went dead silent. Emilia's eyes snapped to mine. Her eyebrows lifted slightly, and the corner of her mouth twitched as she caught the anger in my face. "Well," she said quietly, watching Serena's performance without so much as a flicker of surprise. "Looks like we're not waiting until morning.”

I took a step closer to her, and she stunk of smoke and alcohol. "Yes. I didn't expect to meet you here," I said."Why did you push me?" I needed to know what had come over her that made her act like a crazy woman. Emilia chuckled dryly. "Did you expect me to run to you and hug you because you are here? After all, you put me through?" She paused and nudged her nose. "Crazy bitch!" "Emilia I don't understand where all of this is coming from. What do you mean by this, and is this how you've been reflecting on yourself? By drinking and smoking?" My eyes scanned her from her head to her feet.

Turning, I sighted a new car and turned to see Calvin also staring at the car. “Emilia. It's her,” Calvin mumbled and walked off while I ambled after him. We got in and of course we found her seated right on the sofa. “Oh look who we have here,” Emilia chuckled the moment I stepped in, “the mere sight of you drives me insane. From the first day, I always knew you'd be trouble.” “Watch what you say, Emilia.” “Really?” She chuckled ridiculously and dropped her wine, “watch what I say? You're a fucking CEO and you haven't been in your company for days? Especially when the company is crumbling and not only that you're with the woman that's making everything crumble.”

"She has the advisor's contact on I*******m. Maybe they'll respond faster if you identify yourself as the guy who got her number.” "The boy is twelve years old and is smarter than you, Hazz" mocked Emilia, fixing the bag pierced on her trunk. I showed her tongue, and she showed her back. Emilia was momentarily distracted as she opened her bag and took a cigarette out of it. She wasn't even old enough to smoke or go out so late at night, but her parents were never at home to avoid the damage. And she didn't care about anything. "Good, have fun with the search for the modern cinderella. I need to drink.” "You'll end up getting into trouble because of that, Emi," I said in a cautious tone. "No

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?

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.

"It's not a dream, Max. Everything is real. I... Fuck, touch... Why don't you... You're so dead. Emilia will kill you both" *****************************************