Emilia Re Zero Novels & Stories

They were everywhere, laughing and playing like there tomorrow would never come. It breathed life into Cassidy’s cheerful walk, which soon fizzled out when I heard Emilia’s voice. “You should’ve known better than to come back around here.” Emilia said, appearing from the side of a pale-yellow house whose front porch was in the beginning stages of construction. Even as a child her champagne eyes were bright and her voice a high soprano that reminded me of a robin’s song. Those eyes of hers narrowed into little slits and her hands became fists that trembled at her sides.

The student body went into applause. “Any question?” Chloe asked “What was behind the name Empire?” Cami was the person to ask the question. Yes Cami was still in school, she was still a grade away from graduating high school. “That is a great question. Empire was the name of my late Godmother; I owe her a lot so I named everything I own after her.” Chloe replied with a smile

On founding no response, Emmaline again tried to trigger him. "It's my first time watching a Richie rich trying to protect one who was tortured by his doppelganger. Both of you are sick and retarded. And I don't need advice from an oppressor who is repeating the same cruelty with his people. So, better shove your job in your ass and fuck off." She snarled with clenched teeth. Emmaline was losing her mind, and Matteo wasn't giving any response to her outburst. 'Stop it, Emmaline. You're making me furious now. Leave before you evoke me. Just leave Emma, he is not worth it.' Reina rebuked her.

She needs the ground to be wet with expensive wines, since she's the regent's daughter. She didn't get down from her carriage, Willow seeing that she must have been sent deliberately to create Chaos, tells the maid to wet the ground with wine, after which she gets down from her carriage. Emilia stands and looks at her with so much hate in her heart," who did she think she is? To order her family around like they are nobody.” She really has to teach this girl a big lesson, she dares to humiliate her dad in front of the crowd, how dare she?

Had she not considered the consequences of harming the sole heir of the Moores, or had Jayden’s indulgence made her so arrogant that she no longer cared about the immensity of heaven and earth? “Are you okay?” she inquired, taking a seat beside her. Emilia raised her eyes and nodded, taking a sip of her juice lazily. “I can’t believe that insignificant trash defeated you as well,” Lilian remarked. Emilia shook her head. “You’re mistaken. The game has only just begun.” Her condition wasn’t too severe. Apart from some superficial injuries, she was unscathed. “What do you mean?” “Relax. Revealing too much would do you no good. Just sit back and enjoy the show.”

“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.

she said, her voice low enough for just him to hear. Roman grinned "i love you too and our baby, i'll always love you Mila". "geez, why do you guys always turn every moment into something sappy" Mattias groaned. Ace smacked him at the back of his head ear earning many curse words from him. Camila leaned back, into Roman's side, him holding her tight and placing a kiss on her head. Together they watched the banter of the people around them.

She locks eyes with me, a sad smile gracing her lips as she stroked her belly. “You don’t get to make those decisions!” Emilio snapped. “You’re just a kid.” Emiliana, fearless Emiliana, stepped forward. Her shoulders rolled back and Vinnie and I already had our hands on our guns. “You’re wrong, Emilio. I am not a kid anymore.” “Gio,” Vinnie warned. “I know.” I had already seen Emilio retreat slowly, his hand gripping something behind his back. “I wanted to believe you had it in you to redeem yourself. I refused to accept that you were capable of this.” She looked at her mother, but all I could see was desolation in those eyes. Liliana was so lost and broken, just like Emiliana.

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[A/N: Just a little reminder that this book is rated 18+, as there will be sexually explicit scenes that some readers may find disturbing. ] Marcelo~ The constant pitter patter of rain drops against my window sill, was the only sound keeping me company, as I sat alone with my thoughts. Thoughts that revolved around a particularly interesting female. Emilia Anderson! She grew up to be a fucking goddess, one I'd love to worship on my bed. Those baby blue eyes and the sadness they seemed to hide, I couldn't get them out of my head. Not that I even wanted to, I've always had a thing for her.