Emi And Maou Novels & Stories

Edward burst into laughter. Emma's gaze fixed on Draco, who had remained silent until now. She noticed something unusual in his eyes as he stared intently at Misa. Emma found it strange; could they know each other? No, despite Draco going out every day, it was only for school, and he could not meet a woman of such a background. Yet, looking at his expression, it didn't seem entirely unfamiliar. Emma lowered her voice and asked, "Your Highness, who is this Miss Misa?" Edward laughed and replied, "She's from Thương Châu." He had thoroughly investigated everyone in the tavern; there was no room for mistakes. But why was Emma suddenly asking about this?

The memory of his transformation still haunts my dreams. "That's... thoughtful," I manage, the words tasting like ash. Emilia leans forward, her manicured nails tapping against the polished table. "We'll begin with the basics. Pack hierarchy, moon cycles, the mating bond—" "Mating bond?" The words tumble out, my eyes darting to Callum. His jaw clenches, muscles rippling beneath his skin. "Yes," Emilia says, her voice near pitying. "It's sacred among our kind. An unbreakable connection between true mates." Her gaze flicks to Callum. "But of course, that's not something a human would understand."

I retrieve the gem and leave. “And yes, Emilio's baby did escape. I don't know how, but when I came back to HQ they told me, it was a "Tiyanak". That doesn't bother me. What bothers me is Emilio's words. “What am I? What does Emilio mean when he said that I'm a Half-blood?” “IW seems to be hiding something”

The emperor said. "Enjoy your night empress." They both bowed before walking away. "Oh! So this is your mate?" A tiny feminine voice said. "Oh, that’s it, Marissa." Emperor Vins Bond replied. Finally Kiara looked up to meet the beautiful silver eyes still trained on her. Who is she? Yeah, her name is Marissa and from the looks of it they seem close. Kiara thought. "Meet my mate, Kiara." He came to stand beside her as he did the introduction.

She's very breathtaking,'' She chuckles as she smiles. Emery glances at my direction, ''My fiancée.'' My heart starts to beat at an unstable pace, leaving me smiling awkwardly as her eyes widen. As I turn to look at Emery, I see him taking a bite of one of the cookies, nodding his head ay the questions that is being asked by 'Ma'. ''Oh my, what's your name, dear?'' She asks. ''Emma,'' I answer with a slight smile on my face. Her eyes twinkle with shine as if she's glad to hear such news. The way she looks at Emery shows how she cares for him in a way that any grandmother would care for their grandchild; that's probably the reason why they're close.

"Ignore the Wendigos and Fae that will be coming on to your territory. They're just here to take care of me." I just gave her a nod, and Ari, Eric, and the woman who was my mate and I headed towards my home. Half an hour later we had reached my mailbox and Ari and Eric went door to Ari's house. I looked at my mate and she was staring at a group of women I had slept with in the past. "Ignore them." I told her. "Not with what they said about Emiko." She growled, looking at me. "Emiko is?" "The female Wendigo. The Fae Queen." She said, crossing her arms. "They call her a slut."

His ears aren’t as pointed as a true elf’s are, but there’s no mistaking that he’s an elf hybrid. “Jax, Kano, Amne,” he greets, then turns to me. “You must be Emmi,” he says as Kawai squeals his name. “Hey, Little Wai,” he says, using his earth element and lifting Kawai out of Amne’s arms and letting it carry Kawai to his arms. Kawai squeals in delight. “Show off,” Amne grumbles as Kano wraps his arms around her. “Keagan, this is my mate, Emmi,” Ajax says proudly, wrapping his arm around me.

I look at him in awe, his smile and his dimples make me remember that of Eren's. “You got dimples too!” Eren says excitedly as he notices the guy’s dimples. “Mommy got dimples too.” He whispers to him, glancing at me. “But ours are more indent than hers.” He flatters himself, forking his fingers in his dimples. The guy chuckles and ruffles the soft dark hair of Eren. “Beautiful.” He mutters, his eyes strangely sparkling. “Look mom!” Eren cries out, jumping a little. “His eyes are the same colour as mine!”

Their smug expressions sent a chill down her spine. "Who are you?" Emily asked, her voice shaky but laced with defiance. The man on the left, with piercing blue eyes and a smirk that made her skin crawl, stepped forward. "Matthew," he said simply, his tone filled with a twisted kind of pride. Emily’s mind raced as she tried to place the name. It was as if the pieces of a puzzle were slowly clicking into place. She tilted her head to the side, confusion giving way to sudden realization. "The Matthew!" she yelled, pointing an accusatory finger at him. Her heart pounded in her chest as the name resonated in her mind. Isabella had mentioned him—the man who was orchestrating the chaos that had en

Tiartu started saying when Idum pushed her way through and pushed open the door. The room they were met with was a dark and silent room. The Emperor was also gone. "I thought you said the Emperor did not want to be disturbed." Inal asked, stepping back out of the dark room. "The emperor has gone on a stroll and asked that if anyone comes looking for him, I should tell them that he doesn't want to be disturbed," Tiartu said. "Mother, I am glad to have found you here, "Aranar Enlim said. Aranar Enlim was the crown prince, and he was just nine years of age. He had been looking around for his mom for a while.