Emilia Salt To The Sea Novels & Stories

“Oxford can wait. You are more important. They drove to the French Atlantic coast in two big cars – a remote House directly on the beach, with private access to the sea and a large terrace. The days were in a perfect, quiet rhythm. In the morning they had breakfast long, after that they went to the sea. Alexander built with the little sand castles, Lucas and Sophie disappeared to long walks on the water, Emilia las Books in the shade and helped Lena in the kitchen. Elias painted a new picture every day from the sea. One afternoon, when the sun seemed particularly warm, Alexander Emilia took on a long beach walk – just them both. “I am so proud of you,” he said quietly. “You go your way witho

And then he speaks. “I couldn't be mistaken…” he says slowly. “She looks exactly like a girl I know so well...Salt.” My blood runs cold.

Adrian responded coldly, "I see no need to be polite. Do you wish to relive the horrors of last night?" A shiver ran down Emilia's spine as the memories of that fateful night flooded her thoughts, causing her eyes to fill with dread and her body to tremble involuntarily. The cost of her defiance had been immeasurable, resulting in the loss of both her ears. Having endured profound torment, the imminent threat of death barely phased Emilia. She had nothing more to lose. "I planned it all," Emilia eventually admitted. "I've poisoned the water aboard this ship," she declared, erupting into a chilling, unhinged laughter that reverberated across the deck.

Noah reached over and laced his fingers with mine as he drove, and for a moment, it felt like we were simply a couple in love, heading toward an adventure with the two little people who made our world whole. The drive wasn’t long, but with the windows down and the salty breeze drifting in, it felt like a journey to another world. As the ocean came into view, a collective gasp filled the car. Emilia pressed her face to the glass, her little hands gripping the edge of the window. “It’s so big!” she exclaimed, eyes wide with wonder. Luca shouted, “We’re here! We’re here!” as if we might somehow miss the sight of the vast blue stretching endlessly before us.

Emilia huffed and fell back on the chair with her legs spread apart to grieve Betty. Betty shook her curls, knowing this wasn't the time to remind her strange mistress that wasn't the proper manner for a lady of the palace. She scrambled out of the room and Emilia was left to her own devices. Emilia jumped up from the lounge and reached the front door, nudging it open only to flinch back as she encountered two unsmiling guards closely barricading the entrance. She stomped her feet petulantly. "Just right!" She slammed the door loud enough to wake up the dead and stomped back to her only source of viewing the outside. Her window. Pushing the faded grey curtains open and the draperies next, sh

She pursed her lips. " You heard me right Rose. What do you want from Caspian? " She tilted her head. " He's my brother. " She snapped. " Richest man in Goa. You've already broken millions of girls' hearts, marrying LIAM. " Emilia said his name as it tasted honey on her tongue. " You are a jerk. " She snapped. Emilia grimaced her face. Then suddenly came back to sweetness, " It's really nice to meet you. I'm glad you came and agreed to meet me. I hope we'll see each other soon. " She smiled.

Emilia scoffed back, protesting that no one could handle Peyton Incorporation better than her. “ Well, carry on with whatever you were doing before I interrupted. Do have a good night.” She said before leaving for Lucia’s room. It was already late so Lucia was already home from her check up. “ Yeah you too. We have a busy day tomorrow Emilia.” Liam replied, disappearing into the bathroom. “ Do have fun okay love.” Lucia said giving Emilia a kiss on her forehead. They were about leaving for Italy. Emilia knew that this was going to be like a holiday for her. She wasn’t planning on spending it with Liam as it would look really weird. She just wanted a break from all this drama and this trip to

When I was five, I was always excited whenever it was time for bed. My Grandma Momma will cook our dinner. Let me brush my teeth and comb my long hair. And after that, she will put me into bed and bedtime stories will follow. She told me a lot of fantasy stories, but my favorite was the pirate of the Lost Sea named Escarial. He was the epitome of perfection. Gentleman, handsome, a knight in shining armor to most of the ladies in their land, and most of all, he caught the heart of the brave princess, Athalia.

"I don't know who it was. I was in the restaurant and heard someone talking about taking you, making sure you sign over the city and disappear." "You have no idea who it was?" "No, it was the launch of Saltino Delincio, the restaurant was full, I tried to hear them, but all I know is it was a man and woman." "Thank you, I will look into it." I watch as she leaves, Dwayne walks in. "Diesel should be here soon." "This weekend while I am gone, find out who was at the launch of Saltino Delincio. Once you get a list of names, see if any stand out. Get any CCTV you can from them as well, see if you can see a couple talking about me and making me disappear."

He grabs his glass of wine and gulps it down. "Umm.. from who? And.. are- are you drunk?" "No! Of course I'm not Charlie! But the letter was from Captain Tobias Bridge! You met him once at nobel Bellwood's ball we attended two summers ago, remember? You danced with his son." he says too gleefully.