Disventure Camp Emily Novels & Stories

“I know it seems silly, but you always seem to have the weight of the world on your shoulders and I wanted to help you loosen up a bit.” “I don’t have the weight of the world on my shoulders.” She sat up and ran a hand through her hair, smoothing it back. “Well, it can’t hurt to unwind, anyway.” He stood and held a hand out to her. She smiled as she took the hand. “I guess, but it’s still a little strange.” “That’s not really a bad thing, is it?” Emma thought about it for a second. “No, I suppose it isn’t.” Camille laid Emily onto a bed in their fourth motel room. They’d been travelling for several days, but she couldn’t find a decent job anywhere. The most she could get was fast food and th

Vanessa adjusted her coat as she walked out of the hotel room. Emily followed closely, her steps quick to match Vanessa's pace, while Lily and Diego trailed behind. The morning air was crisp, and the sound of their shoes echoed in the quiet hallway. Emily had been staying with them ever since her school closed for the year. Her parents were constantly traveling, leaving her alone in their large house. So, when Vanessa suggested Emily come along to her company, she jumped at the chance.

I swallowed. “Who is it?” I asked as I stood to my feet, reaching for the plates of food to return them to the kitchen. Izzy and Fabian exchanged cryptic glances before Izzy pushed himself from his seat, helping me with some of the plates. “A woman named Emily. Beta Trent and Silas found and captured her while she was on the run. ”My world tilted for a second. I stumbled, then caught myself. Izzy and Janine were saying something, but with all the ringing in my ears, I couldn’t hear them. The name Emily punched through my skull like a hammer, dragging with it memories I thought I had buried.

Operation Steal Emily Back is officially underway. I laughed into my pillow. Emily: Goodnight, Jay. Jay: Dream of me. I’m way better for your blood pressure than Sophia. I laughed and turned off my screen, finally feeling ready to sleep. But it felt like I had just closed my eyes when my phone started buzzing like it had a personal vendetta. Groggy and half-blind, I reached over. “This better be a national emergency.” “EMILY!” Lisa’s voice exploded through the speaker. I jolted upright, heart pounding. “What?! What happened?!”

the grumpy dude says. “Adrian,” I say shortly. “How sweet. The last three letters of your names match!” she beams. Damian and I turn to each other and nearly gag. I hadn’t even noticed it before, and now it’s stuck in my head like a cursed jingle. I’ll save that fact for when I need to induce vomiting. “I know you both will be best friends after this camp,” she chirps before leaving. We blink at nothingness for a second, then both gag dramatically.

A mechanical voice echoed through the room: “Zone 1 Dorm 4. Hygiene rotation.“ The girls groaned like this was normal. I was frozen. My heart felt like it slipped down my stomach and shattered. “Hygiene rotation?” I whispered. “For what?” The mean girl smirked. “bathing duh.” The tiny girl nudged me. “Come on. Put on your shoes. You don’t wanna get punished.” Punished? For not bathing or what? What kinda sick-ass summer camp was this? I stumbled to a metal locker beside my bed, with my name on it EMILY JARVIS printed like I belonged here. My hands shook as I opened it.

she said as she walked carefully toward me and put her hands on my shoulders. "I saw everything—people, housing complexes, and small businesses." I got to know Emily." "What is her state of health? Is she fine, healthy?" "She's fine, she was a mess when we left, Damon was telling her about his father...her mate." "Indeed, she was his doll; the unfortunate girl was infertile, so they simply dumped her. She spent most of her first year in the cell. "Do you know a boy named Evan?" "You don't?" she asked with a gentle smile.

Emily screams closing her eyes tight and pressing her ears harder, panting loudly and as if magically, suddenly everything goes quiet, except for the rhythmic sound of the water, flowing down the stream! Emily slowly opens her eyes and removes her hands from her ears and frantically looks around to see where did they vanish! But there is no one around! There is no trace of any human being around and not even the basket with clothes! With a thumping heart Emily very carefully walks towards the stream, taking each step with caution. She finally reaches the stream near the rock where a moment ago Clara sat with the clothes! Emily carefully steps on the wet rock, trying hard not to slip! She is

You showed up for the people you loved, even at eleven at night, even when your own homework sat untouched on your desk at home. Emily didn't scare easy. She'd learned that early — the year her father walked out the door and never walked back through it, the year her mother started working doubles at the diner just to keep the lights on. Emily had been eleven then, old enough to understand that some things simply left and didn't come back, and somewhere in the years since, that understanding had hardened into something like fearlessness. She'd stared down a senior twice her size for shoving a freshman into a locker. She'd walked home alone in the dark more nights than she could count. Ghost

Then finally, Emily shifted slightly, resting her chin on his shoulder and glancing down at the floor where a few papers had fallen. “You think your team heard anything?” Adrian smirked.“Not unless they’ve got microphones in the carpet.” She rolled her eyes, swatting his chest lightly before going still again. Her phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen—Lila(Video Call)—then looked at Adrian. He gave a slight nod, lips curving. She answered. “Lila!”Emily smiled, tilting the camera so her friend could see her clearly. “I’m back!”she beamed.“Finally. My professor dragged me across five countries, three labs, and one very haunted guest house, but I survived. Barely.”