Emilia Figure Re:zero Novels & Stories

That was the last of us. Her dazzling white teeth, which made her smile contagious, were still the same, she glowed just like the old times, she was loving, caring and found it easy to express her feelings. "You haven't changed a bit, you stood there looking as if you didn't miss me. I know you did." I said no word she was right. I didn't know what to do. I was happy she hugged me. "Where have you been"? I finally found words to say. "You hurt me Emilia" she said with a teary eye; that's one thing about emotional people. Why did she have to start crying?

I searched his eyes for an answer, but whatever it was lay deep in his heart, a place I couldn’t reach with just my eyes. “She was brought back to life,” he revealed. “Elena?” My heart hammered as her name escaped my mouth. “No, Rhoda. She was returned from the dead by the moon goddess. And now my brother won’t rest until he finds her killer,” he answered. It was more relieving to hear Rhoda was back to life than Elena. Not that it did any good for both of us, but at least, it wouldn’t be on my side to struggle from the beginning again. I sighed, shaking my head as thoughts evaded it. “So what’s going happen. Everything’s in place, you need to do something,”

Constantine's POV What exactly happened in the elevator earlier why did I act like that, there's something about that girl that drove me crazy. I don't understand why i can't stop seeing her eyes or thinking about her. There's something about Eulalia that I couldn't get out of my head, I do not know whether it's her eyes the way it calls me or her smile. My phone starts ringing and the caller ID shows Larissa Why is the crazy girl calling me again doesn't she understand that it was a one time thing.

I became the monster he made. My attention was shifted back to the present, as I heard approaching footsteps from behind me. Tensing up, I turned around to look back, only to see Emilia in a robe. She seemed to have just taken her bath. Her blue eyes were locked onto mine in a gaze that instantly sparked something inside me. Slowly, she reached for the knots on her robe, loosening them, while still fixating her eyes on me. I frowned, confused about what she was really up to.