Emerson Books Novels & Stories

Leaving Erica's office, I felt agitated and on edge. I was used to controlling my emotions and my actions but at this moment I felt like I would explode. I had begun to pry open the safe that I kept locked in my mind and feelings were beginning to seep out while I desperately tried to push them back in. On my way home, I called my husband and told him that I needed a break, and asked if he could watch the children so that I could spend the night at the casino alone. Usually, you would have a good time staying at a casino, but I was more interested in the free room that they give you for gambling there in the past. I needed that free room right now. I do not want to put this burden on my fami

I smiled at her in reassurance, reaching for her hand and giving it a squeeze. Seraphina turned back to us with an armful of books and returned to the table. With a loud plunk she set the books down and looked at Ember with a smirk. "More books for the bookworm. Verona loved books just as much as you, dear Ember. For now, I'll give you these books that will help you with your training." "Oh wow, thank you so much, Seraphina," Ember said, looking at the spines of the books to read their titles. "These look nothing like the books available in Kieran's library."

Gladdy was awake now, and Emma was patting her bottom as she browsed through the books she needed. He noticed her head turn to the fictional books, then back to her textbooks. It was subtle at first, but as they went nearer the end of the aisle, he was sure she wanted a particular set of books from the opposite shelf. He made a mental note to browse through it later, or maybe just buy all of it since he didn’t know which ones she wanted exactly. What am I thinking?

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.

This body’s got a mind of its own. “Uh, just... reading,” I stammer, grabbing a random book to hide my panic. My fingers fumble, and it falls open to a page about magical bindings. Fitting, since I feel bound to this plot. Ardyn’s smirk grows, and he leans against the table, close enough that I catch his scent, sandalwood and sin. My heart’s doing cartwheels, and I’m torn between squealing like the fangirl I am and bolting.

"See. We barely know each other. Apart from little hello hi we haven’t talked about anything. But there is a certain urge that I want to meet you again and again and talk to you. Even if you seem friendly I don’t know how to explain." Alex was confused too but he was still waiting for him to continue. And he was free anyway. "How about we start from start"? Emerson suggested and Alex raised his eyebrow. "Okay I guess its better". "Well. Hello. I am Emerson Donovan. A PHD in ROBOTOICS. And I have a little garage that I manage with my friends as the production unit. So far am good in earning and managing my financial life.

His hands moved rhythmically; through his hair, down his face and to his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose as if the pressure could force clarity into his thoughts. “He's still not answering my phone calls. Why? Just why? Why aren't you picking up, Stupid Raven!?” Raven has always been a fortress of some crucial secrets, but Emerson had learned to see through the cracks. There was always something weighing on him and of recent, it seemed... heavy A faint click jolted Emerson from his thoughts. It was the door to this study. Opening. Emerson didn't lift his head. His eyes remained closed as he exhaled heavily.

"Have you spoken to your mum about it?" "She is making the pressure even worse." Eric didn't want to go into details for Emma unless, he would be saying all he was trying to hide from her. "Don't worry about any of it though, I will be fine." "You didn't look fine earlier," Emma said Eric forced a smile. "Do I now?" He asked and they both laughed. They got to the bookstore a few minutes later. It was a big store. Had their books labelled in order of genres and each genre had about 4 big shelf's arranged based on sub genres.