Eden Emory Novels & Stories

We were just outside the conference room when a voice called out. “Alpha Orion?” I turned, my brows furrowing as I took in the man standing a few feet away. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with the same commanding aura I recognized in seasoned Alphas. Something about him felt familiar, yet distant—like a name I should know but couldn’t quite recall. He smirked slightly. “You don’t remember me, do you?” I squared my shoulders. “And you are?” “Draven,” he said smoothly. “Alpha Draven. Alpha of Emberfang Pack.”

her voice chimed, delighted, “I saw the news! Clara is wonderful for you. I’m so proud you’ve finally chosen wisely. Forget the past. Clara is your future.” Damian couldn’t speak. He hung up. His hands trembled so violently that Marcus had to steady the tablet before it shattered on the floor. ***** Meanwhile, Emery stirred awake in the tiny apartment she now shared with Ethan and their mother. Morning light filtered through thin curtains. She sat up, hand pressed to her stomach as a wave of nausea rolled through her. She swallowed hard, blaming it on the cheap dinner from last night. She pushed herself up, checking on her mother, who was resting peacefully, then Ethan, still curled under hi

‎ ‎ ‎—no it can't be, ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎—," I tucked my falling hair strands behind, ‎ ‎ ‎"I'm not sure I know him Becky...." I swallowed. ‎ ‎"Oh, I was hoping you would know , ‎ ‎ ‎"Finn Emory, Billionaire, he plays the nasty business games and ends up buying up any company he picks interests in," ‎ ‎ ‎— ‎ ‎ ‎—he's made it public to be a major shareholder in your father's company for a while now,"

She looked at Veronica’s leaving figure and snorted. “Brainless jerk.” **** Knight Corporation, New York “What the hell is wrong with these guys?” Emma muttered under her breath watching the people running frantically inside the company. With the constant ringing of cell phones, the clanking of heels and shoes against the floorboards, and screams and blares coming from all directions, it looked as if she entered a fish market.

Eyes tightly closed, I just waiting for the pain to end. I smelled him as he slammed the door open. He was rooted to the spot on the floor. If anything it confirmed I looked like shit. “DESMOND THEODORE WRIGHT, FUCKING MOVE.” Even I jumped, Marcus yelling at Desmond. I also mentally made a note that if I did make it out of this to absolutely make fun of his middle name. Maybe I would start calling him Teddy from now one. The thought made me smile but my lips wouldn’t move, my bite on the towel too strong.

She says angrily. “ I’m sorry what? You said something?” He says over the phone acting like he didn’t hear her. Emilia groaned in annoyance. “ You need to ask me first Liam, ask if I’m free tomorrow, if I want to go to that dinner. Don’t tell me to do things, ask.” She says in a low but frightening voice. “ You are free tomorrow Emilia. You no longer work at Peyton Inc. You may not have realized this but you are now jobless.” He says mockingly.

Questions swirled in her mind, a whirlwind of uncertainty and wonder. "What does all this mean? How did I come to be a part of this ancient lineage?" Emma whispered to herself, her voice filled with awe and confusion. Emma Reynolds was, the daughter of Eliza Reynolds and Edgar Reynolds, major guardians of the Moonrise Legacy, unknowingly Emma had inherited her mother's legacy. Tragically, Eliza had lost her life in battle a few weeks after giving birth to Emma. Taking the oath, that he would go wherever his wife went, Edgar took a knife, and stabbed himself to death too.

Satisfied, he grasped her hand, pulling her along, and the two of them went on together to join with their companions in their merriment. *** Damascus was a small town northeast of Elkshire. Located deep in the southernmost forests of Delphi, set on the far side of the river which flows up through Sa'ar to the North Sea from its origin on the Royal Mountain Chain, Damascus was a town of little worldly significance. It was, however, the home of one Eliezer Horatio Webber, the Kingsmen Ambassador who had left his property in the care of his friend, Ignatius Eldstrom, a kindhearted emigrant from Euphess who was, also, a skilled metal worker and devoted Kingsmen.

She shrugged. "Kamsahamnida." Emily carried her bag and walked out of the office. Min Ah and Maria twitched their lips, what was wrong with her? They shrugged their shoulders. Emily got in her car and drove straight to EWEI. She drove into the corporation and parked her car. She stepped out of the car and walked on, to the ground floor. "Annyeonghaseyo, please I'm here to see Mr. Noah." Emily fondled with her hands as she stood by the desk

It satisfies me. Honestly, Emery is far from what I've expected. He has lived in Melbourne since he was eighteen and due to that, he has not act like a self-centred prince. He seems very humble and common; like a normal person. No one would have expected him to be royalty. Neither would I, at first.