Emilia Crow Novels & Stories

It took him a year to transform her into a modernized human girl. He gave her a name and legalized it. The new name he gave to her was Sarah Cadwell, he also took her out on daily basis, most times she demanded to follow him to work. Emilia found it as an opportunity to find the killers of her father and her mother, she had no idea who the particular killers were but she knew they were from the Wolves Eradication Group and with the help of her powers she could detect them and that was what she planned on doing.

The wolf did not say anything and remained silent, which made Lucien also remain silent and look forward with the hope that she would return one day. Emilia* Emilia was still immersed between time and space. She was unable to know what was going on around her. The only thing she could understand was that she was now in her second life. She is the princess of vampires and has a relationship with Lucien She sat in her body silently, watching Amelia from the past “Emilia, what are you doing here?” A quiet voice from behind her forced her to grit her teeth before she turned around quietly, looking at her father, who was standing behind her, looking at her with a raised eyebrow.

I helped her forward, She signaled me to help her leave the house, but before we even got to the door, we were stopped by the maids "Sorry, Miss Emilia, you are not allowed to go out." Emilia ignored their words and just showed me a smirk: "See, Sam, I'm like a bird locked in a cage now, devoid of freedom. I don't know where the hell this Ben came from, daring to brazenly imprison me like this." I let out a sigh. "We'll talk about that later, did you have anything to do with Hill?" Emilia shook her head: "who is Hill?" she asked. "My half-brother, Hailey's brother"

“Sir, I have no idea who you think I am—” He laughed, bitter. “You’re not going to fool me again.” But something was off. The fear in her eyes wasn’t calculated—it was real. “I’m Emilia,” she said slowly. “Emilia Moretti. I don’t know you, and I think you’ve mistaken me for someone else.” “now you tell me your name?” he laughed with so much darkness and evil. Their conversation was interrupted when Liam, Emilia’s boyfriend approached them, and she freed herself from his grip

Amy, with her vibrant personality and infectious energy, provided a perfect cover for the tension simmering just beneath the surface. The observer continued to follow them as they moved through the city, stopping at a quaint café. They chose a table outside, and the observer found a spot across the street, hiding behind a newspaper while still keeping them in sight. The observer watched as they laughed and chatted, their bond clear and strong. This was the Emily the observer remembered: lively, full of hope, and surrounded by people who cared about her.

“And he loves to shock them too.” Helos laughed. He left his seat and came forward to help her to the table where he pulled a chair out for her to sit. “This is my wife Delia, Delia this is Queen Emilia of Camelorn daughter of King Festus of Intavia.” “The painters could not capture your beauty well enough, Queen Emilia.” Delia placed her hands on the tables delicately. Emilia smiled. “Do call me Emilia, please. How is the baby doing?” She tried to remove the bite from her question.

“Even after what I have done?!.” Emily sat on the bed and placed her hands on mine. “Love is something that can’t be explained!! Alora! Sweetie even I can tell Zemia loves you!.Sometimes in love we face things we never expected. We need people like Zemia to care and love us!!.” Emily said in the most gentle and loving way. Almost like a mother. I cleaned my eyes and looked at her, she was beautiful with dark skin and black long hair!, she was…. Zemias sister!.

Maria shot back, crossing her arms tightly in front of her. Mateo shook his head. Annoyance bubbled up inside him. “You are being so dramatic. I’m not interested in your crazy ideas about this.” “Fine,” she said, taking a deep breath. “But you are the one who is acting foolishly.” Suddenly, he stood up, pushing his chair back against the floor with a loud scrape. “You’ve made me lose my appetite,” he said, turning to leave the table. But Maria stepped forward, her voice firm. “Lilah and Amelia are actually the same person.”

“Emilia!” She rushed forward, catching Emilia before she collapsed completely. Emilia’s breath was ragged, her hands gripping Annie’s arms with what little strength she had left. “Izzy… she…” Annie leaned in closer. “What? What did she do?” Emilia’s eyes were wild, desperate. “She’s not pregnant.” Silence. Then— Melisa swore under her breath. Annie’s grip tightened. “Are you sure?” Emilia nodded weakly. “She faked it. The healer knew… but Izzy—” Her voice broke. “She killed her.”

How long until Marcelo finally finds out somehow? "Congratulations, Emilia!"