Emerald X Lars Novels & Stories

she whispered, her voice small and scared. Lucas Antonio,a man in his late thirties, a name whispered in boardrooms with reverence, a titan of industry, knelt before the small, broken child. The man who commanded vast energy empires, whose decisions swayed markets, found himself humbled by the profound grief etched on Ava's face. He recognized the hollowness in her eyes, a mirror of the despair he had once known. He gently lifted her into his arms. Her small body trembling against his.

I lifted my head to look at him and my eyes widened when it landed on his face. His eyes... His green eyes... green like an emerald. I gasped when realization dawned upon me. "Finally, I was able to connect with you." He said while looking straight at me, his voice was echoing in this dark void. My lips parted with shock. My mind can’t seem to process what the heck is going on. I can’t move any part of my body. I feel like I’m frozen like a statue, even my eyes were locked on his. What am I exactly seeing right now?

Nora introduced them to Lara who was standing beside her looking at them. "Hi Emmy, Hi Zayn!" Lara greeted them excitedly with a smile. Emerald looked at her for a while before smiling where Zayn hid behind his Mama shyly. "Hi Aunt Lara. You are pretty." Emerald said with a grin. She was always outspoken unlike Zayn who was soft-spoken just like his mother. "Hello." Zayn said after a while with a awakwad yet cute smile. Lara smiled before bending down to their level.

If the winner was not Aiden, they should not bother to wait for her to come back. * * * "Crystal, is that you?!" Crystal took a deep breath and then turned around, looking at a beautiful woman with dark brown hair in a black dress with red accents and a high slit. Samantha Emerald Ederd, the main heir to the Emerald family — one of the diamond suppliers for Inquiereta. Crystal gave her a small smile, although Samantha had delayed her 'escape' plan after she had successfully managed to escape from Xavier and Javier's watch. "Ah, Sam! Are you coming too?"

Emerald couldn’t help but think of Alaric, who could effortlessly lift her with one hand. Alaric hadn’t been in touch recently, and she had no idea where he was. But that morning, she saw a post on his social media—a single word: "Sunrise," accompanied by a photo of green mountains, free from towering buildings. Where could he have gone? When Emerald entered the car, Iris waved from the front and opened the back door. A man sat there, dressed in a black jacket and heavy hiking boots. His face was hidden beneath a black hat, shielding him from the sun.

bs and my mood turns cold. I try my hardest to turn my emotions off, after all its just sex. Why should this bother me, it won’t be the first time I’ve done it without it being my choice. I open my eyes and coldly stare at Mark. I walk toward him with my face emotionally blank. I stop inches away from where he sits with his eyes glued to me. Reaching behind my back, I pulled the string that is holding my shirt up. As my blood red top falls to the floor, I kept my eyes on Mark. I watch as he stares at my bare breasts and felt a little more in control of the situation when his mouth dropped open. I move toward him and placed my legs on each side of his legs in a straddled position never takin

Although, Lars did remember Edwin told him there were allied mythfolks assisting him along. With a heavy heart, Lars let go of Hymeno and returned to the penthouse with Edwin. Lars didn't talk much since then and just watched the skyline of Al Tarf washed by the golden glow of sunset. He held out the purple diamond of Len's memento, caressing its smooth resin surface. "I'm sorry, Lars. Are you alright?" Edwin said, approaching Lars from behind. Lars smiled briskly. "I feel like I'm turned into a Scion in a really wrong time."

"Shane, I need you to promise to kee my secret." "I'll take it to the grave, my lady." "Your crew?" "If they speak a word, they'll die." "Shane?" "Look, I'm sure our paths will cross agian." She went to say something else when Marvin walke throught the door. "Pardon me, captain, but it appears that The Emerald took much more significant damage than we did."

“And you, my Lady. I was hoping to see you again.” Emma beamed, blush rising deeper at her cheeks. “Lord Larian, this is Lady Elena Ashford. Elena, this is Lord Larian Hartford, of the southern territory.” I nodded, holding his gaze a second longer than was polite. “We’ve met,” I said evenly. “Not officially,” Lars replied, lips quirking. “But I feel like I know you. Your name comes up often.” I wondered whose lips it came from. Vanessa’s? The same noblewoman I’d just seen him brushing hair from her face?

, Leviathan uttered in surprise, walking towards Larsen with his glass of red wine, " Mr. Leviathan," Larsen called, smiling and shaking hands with him and the honored hosts. "I never heard that the Obsidian Larsen is the party type, it never popped up in any rumor", Leviathan said, " Oh well, I'm not", " Then how come you're here", " Because... he's my guest", Ember said stepping forward with a chuckle and slightly touching Larsen's arm. " Your guest?", the host and Leviathan asked,