Emerald X Lars Novels & Stories

I should not be feeling this way towards a stranger. "Well mister, whether it's your intention or not but atleast apologize to her! Don't you have manners?" Leana shouted angrily. I look up to see the face of the arrogant guy who have the nerve to bump into a princess like me. But I was literally lost when our eyes met. It feels like I'm seeing millions of stars in his dark blue eyes. His shoulder length gray hair were like ashes dancing with the wind. And his perfect jawline, pointed nose and masculine body made him look like a God who have just descended from the Heaven Realm.

Okay boys, let's have dinner first before we continue this discussion," Lia said. They sighed and followed Lia. They all eat in silence. After dinner, Alex told them to go to the study. Mew excused himself to make a call first. When Mew entered and settled beside his man, Gulf asked right away. "Can you tell me now about Emerald?" he said Alex handed a picture to him. That is James Harris. Emerald's owner. He's a wicked man. The don of a mafia group called Serpents," Alex told them. "It suits him. A snake indeed," Lia intercepted. Alex chuckled before continuing.

Trying to hide my own anger, I walked over to answer the door. “What?” I answered as I looked at Lars. He barged in, steam was still coming from his ears. “This whole fucking mess!” “I know.” Closing the door, I went over to the couch and sat down. I watched as Lars paced up and down the room, basically ignoring Kristen since he was in his own little world. “Emily is scared shitless and I can’t blame her! She is already off to our pack.” “I thought you were going with her.” I said more calmly than I felt.

His eyes fully focused on me as he enunciated the last word. Chills emerged on my skin, as my hands trembled a little, luckily for me, it was hidden beneath the layers of bed sheets. I turned around to go out with James, when his voice came in again. " What's your name?", he questioned I stood still as my father's warning flashed into my head, " don't reveal your surname to anyone", he had warned. I took in a short breath as I turned around to face him. " I'm Ember" " You have a sweet name Ember", he said as a smile made its way to his face.

Everything he’d built would crumble. But maybe there was another way. I knew Lars. We’d done business together over the years, I supplied him with information occasionally, helped facilitate certain shipments. He trusted me, or at least trusted that I was greedy enough to be reliable. I could use that. I pulled up to Lars’s compound. The guards at the gate recognized me immediately. “Fenris,” one said, waving me through. “Been a while.” “Business,” I said simply. They didn’t question me. I drove through the compound to the main building where Lars conducted most of his operations. His office was on the top floor, overlooking the arena where fighters trained and died for his entertainment.