Emily 18 Novels & Stories

he replied, raising his arms in a defeated gesture, "It's a confusing situation to be in." "Okay, here's the thing," Pam said calmly, "Emily has always loved her freedom. She is like a wild mustang that doesn't want to be tamed. She needs to run free. Unfortunately, the very first guy she dated in high school was... guess who?" "Josh?" Byron asked, his anger for the stalker re-igniting. "Ding-ding-ding. Correct!" Pam said.

I sighed. A while ago, basically at the beginning of that friendship that began on a day when a letter from the bank was delivered to Emilia's mother's apartment and she came to return it to me, in which I noticed that she gave some signs of being interested in me. And not as a friend. In those days, I had made it very clear that I had no interest in getting involved with a younger girl. Emilia was twenty years old, we met when she was eighteen, even though she was of legal age, I never had any desire to exceed a limit beyond friendship. But in the last few days I was noticing that that hope was growing inside her again, but I was too empathetic to want to sound firm enough to push her away,

She smiled now and blew a kiss at herself before skipped away. By the time she was out of her room, her aunt was in the dining room packing lunch for her children. Aunt Jane had two kids: David, who was thirteen years old and Mercy, who was ten. Emily has been living with her widowed Aunt since she was ten. Her aunt had just moved into their recent place when Emily showed up.

replied Emma. "What happened to her?" "She suffers from severe weakness due to less blood in her body." "She needs to get well by Thursday." "Why?" asked Emma, confused. "It's my eighteenth birthday." "You are already eighteen?" "Yes. How old are you?" "I will turn seventeen in January." "It's good that you are younger than me. I don't think it would be cool to romance someone older." 'I don't think it would be cool to romance a vampire pretending to be a human.' thought Emma.

Emily was too fast and way too powerful. She stalked toward Susan slowly.. who finally shifted. Susan ran at her then at the last minute jumped.. trying to jump over Emily. Where was she trying to go? What did she expect to happen. That Emily would just let it be? She had another thing coming. This was not polite Emily. This wasn’t submissive, pleading, bowing her head and take everyone’s shit Emily. This was Emily the powerful Luna. The daughter of the Elkwood’s. The mother who’s child was taken from her.

Chapter 2: Charity gala Catherine and Emma exchanged nervous glances, their faces pale. They knew better than to cross Emilia, not now that she had the upper hand. The rest of the day passed in a blur of preparations for the gala. Emilia spent hours getting ready, her dress a stunning black gown that hugged her curves in all the right places. Her hair was styled in an elegant updo, and her makeup was flawless. As she descended the staircase, Catherine and Emma looked up at her with a mix of fear and awe. They knew they were in the presence of something powerful, something that could destroy them if they weren't careful.

This Emily girl does not like me at all. As soon as I’d finished showering, which took me ten minutes, I put on the bra and sexy panties of red that I found on the bed. Then I slipped the black thigh-length dress on and searched for a hairbrush. Emily burst into the room without knocking, and I was only thankful that I’d already gotten dressed, in clothes my size, no less. How the hell could anyone know my size? Emily is a beautiful woman. Long blonde hair, big green eyes, slim, and skin that would make a porcelain doll jealous.

Yet this was not the real her. This was the court, she reminded herself, and she needed to get used to everything here. Emily comforted herself with the belief that she would gradually improve. Upon entering the dining-room, Emily saw Queen Catherine, mother of Leon, sitting at the table waiting for her. As soon as the queen saw her, she smiled and said, “You look beautiful, Emily! Come here!” I sat to the left of Queen Catherine, and the maid set the table for me, and placed before me a good breakfast.

Emily too was tire, she hadn't seen her mom in almost a month and here she was denying them. "She is not going anywhere just yet, not until she tells me why she did it" Summer was not the forgiving type and letting her go like nothing happened was unheard of. "She did it for me" Emily added "Quiet" Kate ordered "Let her speak" Summer said, if the little girl wants to talk then she can, it is her right. "I will tell you myself" she was finally giving up. "I'm listening" Everyone's attention turned to Kate "You were the only one with a story, it was easier with you because your parents didn't Know you so well" she confessed.