Emhyr Var Emreis Novels & Stories

Agreeing to that condition was the least I could do for the protections it afforded me. The promise of soon echoed through the rest with the touch of my cheek and the first embrace I’d ever felt in my lifetime. The simple ‘hug’ I’d never shared before filled my heart with so much emotion I cried. Holding the vampire unable and unwilling to let go. The alien feeling wrapping through me was hope. Vlademyre pulled from me looking into my eyes, brushing my tears and kissing my forehead. “Soon I will bring you home and explain everything.” The promise warmed the flame of my soul.

He moved fast, extremely fast,as he caught Jemy in his hands, holding her not to bother herself. He gaze turns back to Lucas,he watched as Lucas squirming like a baby. "I must commend you,old fat bully to keep the good works up.If you dare those filthy hands of yours against her,I will dice you into pieces myself". Erimense said,as he walked towards Lucas,but he suddenly stopped looking beyond the walls of the house. And then,he finally smiled again and said. "Nice to meet everyone here". He said,as he went over to kiss Jemy on her forehead,looked at Moriana, smiling at her,then he was gone.

His name is Emre, and he’s here to whisk us away to our hotel. “Welcome ladies. I’m Emre,” he says, his voice warm and friendly, and we greet him back with equal enthusiasm. We exchange pleasantries, and he leads us to a sleek black SUV waiting for us. The anticipation builds even more as we settle into the luxurious leather seats, and upon our confirmation, Emre starts driving. He becomes our unofficial guide, sharing tidbits about the city’s rich history and culture, and the sights outside the window fuel our excitement.

'Kiss him. My head snaps to Emerald. Her face is emotionless, but I've looked into those eyes a million times during all types of emotions. She's helping me when she should be laughing at me. Cheering on Wes for leaving my selfish ass. But she's not. Emerald is genuinely wanting to help me and make sure that I don't lose my favorite person. "Goddess! Fine, you know what! Fuck this! I, Gamma Wesley of Silve...."

I needed to know if I could still trust him. They both walked up to us and Demir knelt to the ground in front of us immediately. His head bowed as he looked at the ground and waited to be spoken to. “Demir, stand up,” Ember said. He slowly stood back up but kept his eyes downcast. I could tell that he was ashamed of what he had done, but could we trust him? “Grace told me that Soren was using her to get information about the pack from you. How much information did you give him?” I asked.

The electric hum of the old walls continues, steady and unconcerned. In the corner chair, Emre opens his file. He takes out a single photograph and looks at it for a moment. A woman on a cliff path, coat dark against a grey sky, looking out at the water. Not a surveillance photo — the angle is wrong for surveillance, too close, too personal, the kind of distance that requires presence. He puts it away. He closes the file. He calls a number. When it connects he says: "Tell her I'm looking. Don't tell her who's looking."

Alpha Riley There’s something in it for me dwelling on each person’s lives and scooping around knowing that there are mysterious truths behind what their lips limits to tell the world. Lies. Werewolves are predators in their own kind, not because we are capable but only because this is our nature. Our nature is to be the beast of the world. And it's my nature to know everything in this world because I am the Emissary of the Tri-Alpha pack. An emissary who digs every ground to know the information that is needed for the transaction.

"But...but...you can still save your people. A little token in return is all I ask to seal my lips." "I will send your head back to your Igwe." Ikemefuna beat his chest and groaned like a wounded dog, "We are one. We are fearless. We are, Umu Ejima (children of Ejima), we cried, we shrieked, we screamed and the God of gods answered. Nothing can overcome us, not even the king of Ame." "Umu Ejima you say?" Ume asked. "Haha, you sound surprised." "Because I am" Ume whispered as he tried to place two and two together. "How can that be? I know a woman called Ejima. She never had a child of her own."

he replied while taking a deep breath"i saw my father,or so i guess" "what! your father? how? thought your mom said he died or did you find his corpse there?" i was really confused. "There's more to that bro"shield replied"he is alive,i think.more to that he said he's some kind of greek god or something called Hermes" "woah! you mean Hermes the god of speed .mmm that'll explain a lot. But thought the gods were myths,and how did he get to meet your mom? How come he is in that tomb and can't come out?" I bombarded shield with questions

This was the first time since that day I would be seeing him again. Emery moaned and gasped around me, the vibrations she was causing nearly tipped me over but I wasn't ready to come yet so I fingered her even more intensely. She released me to gasp, her back arching as she came. "Sir… I…" She struggled to put her thoughts into words as she came down from her high.