Emilia Knight Novels & Stories

Luca, on the other hand, followed me behind my back. Charlotte seemed to have a rather surprised reaction. “Greetings, Charlotte and… her mother, Ophelia Maine,” I said, slightly bowing towards them. Ophelia was mesmerized to see my appearance. “My, what a fine lad you are. May I inquire what business you have towards us?” She asked, observing me from left to right. I chuckled at her remarks and looked at the blushing Charlotte beside her. It seems like the princess didn’t expect that I’ll be showing my presence to her mom. “Pardon me for interrupting your talk. My name’s Damien Yves Etienne—” “Oh my! I heard of you, and your accomplishments!”

She was a naturally quiet person, more inclined to listen than talk. But the meeting was far more relaxed and easygoing than she’d imagined. Emilia was also much more outgoing than she’d expected. Before meeting her, Annabelle had pictured Emilia as a gentle, soft-spoken woman with a fragile heart, someone like a wall flower. But in person, Emilia’s eyes were clear, her smile was bright, and though there were traces of illness on her face, she radiated vitality. She seemed straightforward and easy to get along with. Thinking back on Emilia’s past actions, it made sense. She’d once saved Kendrick, and even donated blood without expecting anything in return—clearly brave, kind-hearted, and dec

Emilia didn’t look at herself, and it was clear something was eating her up from within. Emilia read through the file, but she was not satisfied. Not only was there a board meeting, but she also had to put up with her annoying cousin and uncle. Emilia sighed, tossing the file onto the table. There was nothing new that she didn’t know about. Kathleen was making advancements in taming Mr. Anderson, and the old hag was all over her. “I need to see Fredrick, Fredrick,” she concluded, watching the city from her balcony window. Emilia was restless; she was not good, and neither was her wolf. Lia wanted out, but now was not the time for her to get lost. From behind her, Emilia could hear the sounds

“I even picked my best shirt. Emilia has hers on too. She said she wants to look like a princess today.” My chest tightened at his words, a wave of emotion crashing over me. Emilia wanted to look like a princess because today, for the first time in her life, she would be chosen, celebrated, and claimed. I rose from the bed and followed Luca to the hallway, finding Emilia standing there shyly, holding the hem of her dress. It was a simple pale yellow dress we had picked out together, but on her, it was stunning. She looked so small and delicate, her big eyes wide with nervous anticipation.

Like they were a perfect match, he seem to be jumping from woman to woman, pfft. I couldn’t say a word. I just stared. Richard didn’t speak another word. His eyes didn’t blink. He just looked straight at Serena, his expression unreadable. Elena’s eyes landed on me, and for a moment, her smile widened just a little. “I’ve heard so much about you, Emilia,” she said smoothly. “It’s nice to finally meet.” as she reached out for a handshake. "Emilia Carson, but you already knew that," I said watching her closely while smiling.

“So keep dreaming demon boy, soon I’ll remember even the spells from Hecta and then my friend you will be in trouble.” Legion didn’t say anything, he hit her with another energy ball, she cried out in pain. She was bleeding a little bit. “If you want to keep pressing my patience Anabel Knight, I will make your stay here very painful, and you can bet those Angel’s aren’t going to be able to fix you when I’m done.” He said looking at her. “Don’t piss me off anymore, I have very small patience for annoyance.”

He's been able to sustain his family working for me, but I got involved with his daughter. Emille always saw Katana whenever she came around, she never suspected a thing because she liked Katana. Katana has this image of a sweet and lovely girl that everyone likes. She portrayed herself well in front of others that no one can suspect her of doing such a thing. That is why Emille was surprised seeing her that day. I want to stop this with Katana. I realized, I will never be comfortable with her like Emille. Emille and I have been friends for a long time, we've been through a lot together. How can all that be erased from her memory so easily?

I met Emilia’s door slightly open, just as I strolled down the corridor, back at my father’s residence. As I peeped through, I saw her zipping down her strapless emerald green dress, that hugged her skin. I sneaked in quietly and shut the door behind me. Emilia jumped at the sound of the door slamming against the door frame, fear gripping her soul. “What do you want Lucas?” She asked, her eyebrows blinking rapidly with anxiety. I walked towards her slowly, my footsteps clicking the ground.

she finally confessed when I abruptly got up from my place. “You knew the rules, Dr. Abel, never meddle with problems arising between mates,” I yelled as I took large steps towards her. “A mother could do anything for her child, Gamma Knight. I don't think you would understand that. Emilia has only seen suffering from the time she was born. But I will not let her life end that way.” she said with confidence as I grabbed her neck and lifted her off the floor.

Chapter Twenty "I beg your pardon," Emilia's eyes narrowed at the girl before her who gave her a good run in height, despite her slim frame. It appears it runs in the genes as Milan seems to look like a hunk himself. Too surreal, bigger than an average wolf. Well, so are the men here, who seem to come with their nature as Lycans. The girl's eyes glinted with delight as she jogged forward to meet her, stretching out her hand to Emilia. "Hullo, I am Emma, princess to this Kingdom and a princess apparently," She rolled her eyes mischievously