Emil Idv Novels & Stories

I was still figuring out the best way to expose it when an infuriated Emil suddenly took to the internet to defend the fans who had been detained. [I've never been an obedient kid who would fall in line just because of pressure, and I still won't be! The only thing that matters to me is my own conscience. I don't answer to anything else. So if you have issues with me, come at me instead of dragging innocent people into it!]

Roman’s my left, and Kai is kinda the legs I stand on. If Hails’ my advisor, then Roman is my General. All my armies are his. Malachi is equally important. He is young, but he’s the one who keeps all our shit together. The eternal student handles every penny to the Vlademyre name and monitors every investment made by our clan. Clans and Families are different. Sort of immediate family versus cousins and others with several degrees of separation, if not linked to us by marriage. Any way, despite being the youngest, and possibly the most flamboyant vamp I’ve ever met, Kai keeps our businesses at pretty high gains.

‘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.

Just as she went to grab a particular sheet, Jacob picked it up and studied it closely. Curious I peeked at the page , the page looked completely ordinary except there was something weird written on it . From the looks of it the person whose case the fiery red head was fighting was named Neil Brown , he worked as an officer- and according the the criminal records the said officer had a weird fetish of kidnapping young girl . Through no criminal evidence was brought out against him , it was clear that he was a highly susceptible person as per his criminal records. At the bottom of the page included the department to which Neil Brown belonged to and to my surprise it was the IT department .

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.

The intel Alexius sent through to me when Emilia was getting ready, put everything into perspective. I now know why Ivan got close to me, and it’s not just because he’s working for someone else. He’s a disgraced Bratva heir who altered his appearance, and his sister just so happens to be a woman who cared too much for me…. Or rather, the woman who grew to have an obsession with me and what we never had. Now Emilia is heading up here, guns blazing, thinking I’ve lied to her about something. She’s going to be a wolf with a sore tooth when she comes in here, so I have to be honest about everything.

Her shoulders relax, and she gives me a grateful look. “Thank you. My name is Emlda. I am the Goddess of faes and magic, so I am also the Goddess of witches and warlocks.” People swallow when she says that. Milan and Ashless hurriedly stand to bow, but Emlda waves her hands. “That will not be necessary.” She says, looking at Ivy insead and sighing. Ivy in turn crosses her arms and narrows her eyes. “Goddess Emelda..” “Please, just Emelda. We are all family.” She answers with a small smile, tearing her eyes from her angry daughter. Ivy’s aura is building to something suffocating and dangerous. I sigh.