Novel & Cerita Em Forster Novel

spread across the world, sealing the walls between them even higher. The morning broke with a peculiar heaviness. Emery had woken up before dawn, restless, her palms clammy, her head pounding as though her heart had migrated upward. She tried to busy herself, making Ethan's bed, preparing breakfast for her mother, pretending the walls of the tiny new apartment they had managed to rent were not closing in. But no matter how much she forced her hands to move, her eyes kept drifting toward the silent television in the corner.

Ralph choked up, “Why not send him to Exile Island? That’ll teach him how to behave.” Exile Island… I had heard of that place. It was an island where the wealthy traded power and people. “No!” I dropped to my knees, clutching Mother’s pant leg. “I don’t want to go there! Please, I don’t want to go!” She kicked me away, her face full of disgust. “Don’t want to? You’re leaving tomorrow morning!” Suddenly, I thought of Agnes and shouted, “I’m Agnes’s fiancé! You can’t send me to Exile Island!”

***** Author's Note: Next chapter will be the last one. I've been working on a book called "Love Amongst the Shadows" it's in the same universe as these stories and eventually those characters will meet with these. You should be able to find it in the app in the next couple of weeks. I will be working on a book for Eric and Lucy after I finish that one. I hope you've enjoyed Ember's story and I hope you continue to read my books! I really appreciate all your support!!

Breaking Free-- An emotional novel about a young expecting mother trying to break free from the pain of her past, while being on the run from her abusive ex. While running from danger, with nothing in hand, Katie bumps into handsome navy seal, Kaleb Song, who promises on his soul to protect the woman and her unborn child from any endangerment that is lurking around the corner. Will Katie break free from the pain and fear that her ex caused her, so that she would be able to trust and fall in love again?

"Jaxon Rolf Forsythe." "Jaxon," Emory murmured softly, as if tasting the name on her tongue. "Your name reminds me of someone." Jaxon clenched his jaw and nodded once, meaningfully. "I'm sure it does." "He..." Emory took a deep breath and rubbed his neck again. "...is my enemy. He's the one who brought misery into my life." Jaxon's hand tightened unconsciously on Emory's thigh. "He's brought misery into your life?" Emory nodded. "He is truly cruel. Heartless and ruthless. But you're clearly different from him."

Emerson Em woke up the next morning feeling awful. Her head was pounding, and she felt like she had been run over by a bus. She sat up, dizzily, and noticed she was still wearing her clothes from yesterday, but they were covered in grass stains and dirt. “Oh no.” She slightly panicked at the realization that she couldn’t remember how that happened. But she knew she didn’t go anywhere last night. The last thing she remembered was her bright idea to make soup for Aspen. Did she take it to her?

“You missed me, didn’t you? Grandfather was just talking about how you let your brother steal our first dance together as an engaged couple, and I explained we already danced before coming downstairs.” “Right,” he responded, not taking his gaze away from Calista. “Care to introduce me to her, since Anthony would not?” “Oh!” Emily shrugged, taking her hands away from his neck while she held his hands instead. “Meet Calista MacQuoid, my best friend from college,” she explained, smiling. “Best friend?” he asked, more directing the question to Calista as a way to ask her if she knew about them.

Like something that could shatter with the slightest touch. But her eyes were steady. “Answer the question, Damien.” Her voice wavered only at the edges. “What question exactly, Emily?” he threw back defensively, running a hand through his hair as though the conversation itself annoyed him. Ana had shifted quietly to the corner of the room, leaning against the console table with folded arms. She watched them through lowered lashes, silent and observant. Everything was aligning exactly as she had intended. The explosion had begun. Emily swallowed. “Ana said my father is a Forde.” Her voice dropped lower, steadier. “Is that true?”

Kurt announced. “Long live the future Empress Bedelia!” I turned to Penn and he kissed me. “And long live Empress Zelda.” A/N: Thank you for all who read this story! It was my first werewolf-like novel and I wanted it to be unique and funny and I hope I accomplished that and it was an enjoyable journey! I fell in love with these characters so much and it was an honor to write about them! Once again thank you for the reads, I'd love to know how you all liked it! ~ Mo Marie xx

Most of them were what I expected—books on strategy, history, a few on Italian mafia politics. And then, tucked on the bottom shelf, almost hidden— "You weren't kidding about these?" I pulled one out, raising an eyebrow. "Really?" "Put that back." "The Duke's Dangerous Desire," I read aloud, grinning. "A Rake's Redemption. The Highlander's Captive Bride—" "Jameson." Her voice was sharp, but I could hear the embarrassment underneath. "Put them back." "I'm not judging," I said, turning to face her. "I'm just surprised. You kill people for a living, but you read romance novels?"