Em Là Niềm Kiêu Hãnh Novels & Stories

she cursed and then quickly covered her mouth as she realized she just indirectly called her mother a bitch, and I chuckled. Emelia really has her way around here as she already grabbed Kira's heart also. I felt a little jealous because she seems to have achieved what I haven't been able to do all these years. And I wonder if perhaps I actually have my own kid, would I be accepted and loved by this family?

It was obvious that the poor soul was deprived of parental love. Emma cupped both of her cheeks and then she kissed her forehead. "I'm so proud of you, my daughter. You are my strong warrior," Emma said with so much admiration and it was like that was the only thing Emma needed as her strong spirit started to return slowly and she could feel it in herself.

"No, you're more grounded and hardworking than I expected. You're also calmer and more rational. You do have pride, but you're not haughty. No wonder…" No wonder Paul liked her. "On the other hand, you're exactly as I imagined," Miranda said. "Me?" Emilia was taken aback. "What did you imagine me to be like?" "Someone hardworking, diligent, and reliable. I imagined you to be stubborn and determined. Someone who sticks to their principles, but that doesn't mean you're inflexible. Most importantly, you're brave, and you know your limits. You understand what you want and what suits you best."

Not until we were drawing nearer to the Palace. “I haven't thanked you all yet.” Emily began, with her head bowed, as she walked slowly, “You all risked your necks, just to save me because I chose the wrong answer. I'm actually ashamed of my reality. Perhaps I'm really an attention seeker. Perhaps I get jealous of Keira sometimes, and maybe I do wish Nikkie liked me. I guess I really am…”

she replied. " If you think so, then no problem, I will do this with you" " Good! No one in the world deserves Xavier as much as I do, I am the only one worthy of him, I have worked hard, trained hard for years to get to this status just to be able to get him to look at me and now, I won't be letting someone else take away from me such a rightly entitled title" Emilia said, her voice dripping with determination. "Tomorrow for you Adriana"

Alexander gently asked and sat down to her. Emilia hesitated. “Mia said today that I am always so “perfect”. That I always the best in math and the best big sister. And that her mom says, I it would have been easy because I have such a great family.” Alexander wrinkled the forehead. “And how did you feel about it?” Emilia cried with his shoulders. “Come on, I told her it wasn’t always is easy. That sometimes I'm afraid not to be good enough. But she just has

“Well, go on and tell her what you really feel. Ember is every werewolf’s dream woman. Beautiful, strong, kind and don’t forget that she can take care of herself. You saw how she fights, right? Damn! I think I like her too!” “Fuck you, Kean.” Before Liam could even stand, Kean was nowhere to be seen already. He’s gone like a lightning.

Emerson shot back without a second’s pause. Eva stood quietly at the door, the shadows hiding her presence. Her chest tightened at his words—not from fear or confusion, but something bittersweet. Here she was, witnessing for the first time someone choosing her without shame, without hesitation, without conditions. Someone seeing the worth she herself had forgotten. The room smelled like sweat and broken pride. Emerson’s voice cut through it, strong and clear. “She’s kind,” he said, his eyes never leaving Bradley’s. “Gentle. Brave. Strong. No matter how tough things get, she never gives up.”

She wasn't scared. She didn’t back away. She just whispered, “Then let it burn.” Her words stunned me. I was surprised by her braveness. It was a new side of Emery I was seeing. It was like she had transformed this past few that she had distanced herself, and I liked it. The media has really done a lot in changing the way she approaches things Then let it burn. She wasn’t just standing beside me—she was anchoring me. Not because I deserved it, but because something between us had refused to die, no matter how many times I tried to drown it in ambition, in control, in fear.

She was really fearless. “ Look here, Mr. Liam Kings. I don’t know what makes you think you can walk in here with your father and impose a marriage on me. You maybe the most powerful, richest man in the country, but I’ve got some power of my own and I will never –ever let you have your way in this matter.” She says looking at Liam in the eye. He looked undisturbed, like he knew he was going to win. Emilia had to look away because, the more she looked into his eyes, the more she felt herself being trapped by them.