Emily 18 Novels & Stories

Emily replied keeping the remote down and marched towards the kitchen. Jeremy scoffed at her reply, earning himself a cold glare from his elder sister. “I am eighteen years old, Em. I am officially an adult now! Can you please stop acting like I am child now?” Jeremy asked in annoyance while passing his hand from his small chestnut brown hair. “I don’t think so!” came Emily’s teasing voice from the kitchen. She removed the cereals from the drawer and kept on the dining table of their open concept kitchen. “You are being too much these days” Jeremy uttered frustratedly.

"Uhm, I don't think-" "Oh my gosh, Elizabeth White of Libellule Couture?!" Someone yells excitedly, and Elizabeth whips her head up to the voice who called out to her. Standing there looking as gorgeous as ever was Emily Gray, August's fiancee. She smiles at Emily. "Hi there, Ms Gray," she says with a smile then pulls her wrist from August's grip. Emily looks like she was about to bounce off the walls. "Oh my gosh, you know who I am!" Emily replies and Elizabeth chuckles as she looks at the young girl. How old was she exactly? "I was at your engagement party last night," Elizabeth says curtly and looks at August, who was rendered speechless.

Assessing suitability against a list of requirements I had defined. I opened it now and went back to the beginning. I read it differently this time. Emily Rose Carter. Born in the city, third of April, twenty-eight years ago. Grew up in the house I had driven her father home to without ever seeing. Mother died when Emily was nineteen, breast cancer, fourteen months between diagnosis and the end. I read that line twice. Nineteen years old and watching that. I thought about what that did to a person and then I thought about what Emily was like in a room, the particular self-containment of her, the way she held herself when things were difficult, and something in the two facts connected quietly

Emily gently dropped down her cup of tea which was half empty on the table and looked up at Kate. Her deep black eyes perfectly matched her smooth black shoulder-length hair. "If you're here to ask about him, then leave. I'm not I'm in the mood now…I want to rest" Kate was surprised by her calm reaction. She even began doubting if she was insane. Or was Lucy exaggerating But looking at Emily now, part of Kate wanted to scold her for being too naive and letting a man steal off the family property from her. But then. Another part of her reminded her that Emily was a victim of this. She was the one suffering from all these.

"I won't say it's okay, since- really, it isn't. You can cry, yes, but please, please never try giving up." Althea smiled and proceeded to hold her face. "Remember, you are Emily. The girl who bravely came out at the age of 14, the girl who got her first girlfriend as well as her first heartache at the age of 15, the girl who moved out from her parent's house at the age of 18, and the 19 years old girl who came to me with bright and confident smile three years ago.” "You're brave, shameless, confident, proud, so tell me, Emily," Althea said and stared at her eyes again fiercely. "Tell me, will you be okay?"

Doris had no way of knowing that in no time after meeting her roommate, she would develop a strong and long lasting friendship and in fact, she would finally have a " BFF " In another town, several hundred miles away, Emily did what she could do to get through another shitty day in high school. Emily had always considered herself to be a little fat. Yes, she was a dozen or so pounds heavier than she should be but she was by no means fat. Emily having turned eighteen in February was only 5'4" and wore very loose fitting clothing to hide the fact that she had a very curvy body. She had dark brown hair and hazel colored eyes along with a slightly upturned nose that suited her pleasingly round f

Lucius also plopped himself on the couch. "A mortal.." Emily repeated his words, completely lost in her thoughts. "But the scroll never mentioned that she's old, right? My aunt's 42 and a virgin." "I don't do old ladies." He spoke loudly, irritation evident in his voice. "Don't go grumpy, grandma. I'm sorry." Emily rolled her eyes with a smirk on her lips. "Just go change, we're going to your world."

Emily said, chuckling, making Emma pout. "Don't pout," Emily said and Emma looked around. "Are you here?? How did you know I am pouting." "Because I know you very well Emma. You are my little sis. Okay listen. I am coming to London. I am joining an automotive design course there. I will tell you when and all in detail when everything is confirmed." Emily said and Emma squealed in excitement. "Wow!! You are coming here. That's so great. What about Emil?" Emma asked.

She teases I roll my eyes "No, thank you and why are we even talking about this? You’re eighteen, you shouldn’t be talking about all this stuff." "I will be nineteen in three months." She grins "You’re still too young for things like that." I stand up from the bed "Now if you excuse me, I have to take a shower." I head towards the bathroom but before I enter, Emma calls my name making me turn to look at her, expectedly. "I almost forgot. Emily is having a tea party in the garden."

“But still.. I don't want you to talk about those things, you're not allowed to talk about sex and you shouldn't think of having a boyfriend untill you're eighteen either.” “Violet, how old are you?” “I'm eighteen.” Emily gasped, “That's not fair, you're only two years older!” “Exactly. I'm officially an adult and you're still a teenager.” “Its not like the state cares about it. To them, I'm ripe enough for childbearing.” “All of those rules will be put back in place soon, just watch.” Emily huffed and ate more cookies, “We'll see.” Violet drank her tea and the rest of the cookies before they proceeded to stroll around the small town.