Emil Idv Novels & Stories

Emil was relatively generous. During the divorce proceedings, he gave me $20 million on top of a car and a house. I started a modest florist business with the money. I had just bid farewell to a customer when I received a notification on my phone. It was a text from Emil, whom I hadn't contacted in three years. "Meet me at the city hall tomorrow at nine o’clock. We’re getting remarried." The tone of the text was as curt and authoritative as he had always been.

Hi, I’m Ashthelyn. I don’t really have a last name, but I learned it is customary to take your parents’ name in this realm. My father is Luferine, King of Ethos. So I introduce myself as Ashthelyn Luferine, rather than Ashthelyn of Ethos, 6th daughter of his Majesty King Luferine the Ender. This world has many biblical senses of Hell.

Another surge of joy swept through Emily's heart. She had known Ivan for over four years, but this was the first time he had asked her something so personal... Did it mean he was starting to take an interest in her? She took a deep breath and said with a soft smile, "Yes, I was admitted to the Central Institute of Cuenca with the highest grades in the city..." She and Haley had shared the top spot... Ivan nodded calmly. "Did you ever study piano?"

At least the world already knows her as my wife, the news would get to Serena soon. “ Hi…..sir,” Emil said as he barged in from the door beside me. There was restraint present in his voice as he spoke and he didn't look so pleased to see me. “ Can we talk outside for a minute?” It was surprising and I was really inquisitive about whatever he wanted to talk about. He went outside without waiting for me to reply him. He looked more fierce than when I first met him with Eleanor. I followed him and met him outside with a hand in his pocket and a cigarette in his mouth. His eyebrows were almost touching each other and he looked like he was really pissed. I stood beside him with my hands in my poc

‘You need a little bit of insanity to do great things.’ -Henry Rollins Sandy It was a new morning and things were going splendidly crazy. I pulled on my usual bright colored clothes and put Legs, my tarantula, on my shoulder so he could spend the day with me. I had breakfast with everyone in the dining hall before we split up to go do our own things. I knew Ember was headed to go meet with Killian in the woods. She told me the things that she had learned about him and the things that she had learned about her father's family because of him. It was good to see her light up about something new.

I tapped his shoulder " Did you forget about us , or what ?" " Jesus , Bells " exhaling harshly he cursed as he turned to look at me " Sorry , my bad . I got side tracked , can you guys umm wait there for me ? I will meet you in a jiffy " His brother who was standing in front of him diverted his attention to me . His hardened jaw relaxed sliglty as he nodded in my direction , holding his hand out for me to shake " Good day , I'm his elder brother William Davis , you can call me Will , you must be Bella right ? Your uncle is the head minister at my church "

how Emilie had convinced her to frame Alva, the plans they had made, and how she had gone along with it because of her jealousy. Emilie’s face twisted in anger and panic. "Lies!" she spat. "Mina and I aren’t even close enough for that! She’s making it all up to save herself." Vidar’s expression darkened further. He glared at Emilie and said, "I held back the last time, but I won’t now." He pulled out his phone and made a quick call. "Bankrupt Emilie Larsen’s family’s company immediately. Pull all investments and partnerships."

she vows, taking out her phone. “Hello, Fab,” she says as soon as the other end connects. “Hi, baby. How are you doing?” Fabulous? asked the other end. “I want some information on Mark Camfrey and his mother.” Fab needed not to ask more. “Onnit,” Emeilia sighs in relief, placing her mobile on the nightstand. “I have been overly weak, and it is time we get this show running.” Emilia closes her eyes, and soon, sleep drifts her away. In Fredrick Camfrey's home office, Kelvin Glen stands shivering like a mouse soaked in cold water.

Their bond was unbreakable, a testament to their shared experiences and unwavering commitment. Emilio, had married Evelyn a year after Skylar and Pietro’s wedding. They had been blessed with twin boys, Aiden and Adriano, two years into their marriage. At six years old, the twins were the biggest fans of their older sister Valentina, who was now 21, and a successful fashion designer.

No one has ever called her that. "I'm Emiliar." They gave her that "you're too old" look. "You can call me sister Emiliar." "That's too long."Jameal complained. Emiliar wanted to laugh. Her name is too long? Gush, this guy is ridiculous. "Don't dare call me Emily. Call me whatever you want but not master and not Emily." "Why not Master?" She heard a voice from the stairs. It was Ethan. He seems like the oldest among them. 'Here comes the old man.' Emiliar's subconscious grinned at her. He's beautifully handsome. Like his hair, but that's a turn off for Emiliar. She dislikes guys with too much hair. And his, is just too much.