Emilee Book Novels & Stories

King Theodore Tauro of Taurosovia is here with Prince Kado, unfortunately, Queen Evelyn died when Kado was born, but the King never remarried. King Liam and Queen Amelia Agrum of Agrumvale are here with Prince Reede. King Grayson and Queen Camila Sim of Simia have brought Prince Arian. King Mateo and Queen Eleanor Ninkil of Rattavale chose to bring both their eldest and the next in line, Princess Mandy is the elder and Prince Marcus will rule in her stead if anything should happen. Finally, King Elijah and Queen Emma Ovis of Ovisaria have brought Prince Malakai with them.

I stood in the center of the mat, my sleeves rolled to the elbows, watching Emilie circle me with the caution of someone who’d been burned too many times. She wore loose black pants and a fitted tank top Rico had found in the storage closet. Her hair was tied back, a few dark strands already sticking to her neck from the effort. She looked different today, not just tired or scared, but focused and hungry. The girl who once offered herself to settle a debt was learning how to take something back. “Again,” I said.

Emilia Peyton Emilia snuggled even closer to what felt like a hard pillow but comfortable nonetheless. It had a certain warmth to it which she loved. Her eyes flickered open and she was met with an unfamiliar surrounding. It wasn’t until she felt something beating like a heart that she realized that it wasn’t a pillow but LIAM. Her eyes almost popped out of their sockets as she took in their present position. She was cuddled up against Liam, her head was on his chest and his legs were draped over hers while his hands were tightly around her.

“You’ll be the very first person to hear it.” Her small face broke into a sleepy grin. “Okay, Papa.” A few minutes later, Noah appeared in the doorway, his hair messy from sleep and his voice thick with a yawn. “What are my two favorite people doing awake at this hour?” “Papa’s writing a new book,” Emilia announced proudly. Noah raised an eyebrow at me, amused. “Already? You just finished one last month.” “This one’s different,” I said, feeling a rush of excitement. “It’s for kids.”

And with that Emilia slipped away, back into the party. Now alone, Delilah glanced at the sleek black book in her hand. According to the news, Emilia had made millions of Euros from the book sales. Everyone has been gushing about how hot, explicitly raw and delicious the book was. Emilia writing about sex and making millions from it was the last thing Deliah or anyone expected from her. Jax wasn’t giving her the kind of sex required to write such as heated erotica novel. Except she was cheating and getting that heated sex elsewhere.

Sylvia ran out of the hospital. She knew she needed to get Emiliar as soon as possible. *** Emiliar sat at a corner of the school library reading a book, she needed time alone. Her life has always been a mess and now it's even worse ,Katty's gone. There's no other human that believes that she's just a human. There's no one to talk to . Her life has crashed and now she's here to bleed on paper. she just sat there crying within.

She aims to be successful in everything that she do. She gently slaps her cheeks to make herself awake, then afterwards, she opened her book and notebook. After a few minutes, she's already concentrating on her studies... ========================= A few days later. Emilie forced herself to go to school even if she's feeling under the weather today. She can't afford to skip classes because she wants to get the "Perfect Attendance Award." Aside from that, she's scared of missing her lessons because she doesn't want to be left behind, and do some cramming in the end.

Emelia did not understand why the woman spoke so casually about a man as cold as Fredrick Camfrey like he was some toddler on best behavior. To her, the man was not only the coldest but the meanest. He was full of himself and she could never see him in the same light as the nana before her. Emelia did not want to break the pitiful woman's heart, hence she settled for the option of keeping her thoughts to herself. One year was all she had to put up with before the clock hit and she would once again be single and free as a bird. “Yeah…I do like reading,” Emelia replies reluctantly. She walks over reaching out for the books and unexpectedly, every book on the shelf was not only from her favorit

Next to them, there was little book full of different recipes and cooking ideas, all done in atrocious and illegible handwriting, with a cartoon girl with wide, giant eyes on second to last page of the book. Emmet stared at it for a moment, turned his head to the side to the little, and wondered who the drawing was of. If he went by the uniform, he could reasonably say that it was Lila, but she really didn’t have the face that was in the drawing. Her hair wasn’t nearly as perfectly styled, or as curly and puffy, and she had quite clear acne scars running all the way down both sides of her face. The eyes were also far too happy to fit her. He flipped the page and then perfectly understood tha

BOOK TWO EMILIA Emilia Morgan’s heart thundered in her chest as she tore through the woods. Her feet pounded on the forest bed, crushing twigs and dried leaves as she sped past relentlessly. Her hair whipped in her face and tears streaked down her pale cheeks. A low-hanging branch slapped against Juniper’s face in her haste. She barely managed to get an arm up before it could do any real damage to her. She felt a sting on her right cheek, but ignored it, jumping over a fallen tree trunk.