Novel & Cerita Emily And Sera

Chapter thirty five If you lay a hand on her you'll die. As much as Emily wanted to gauge his eyes out she couldn't. She saw him smacking his lips as he gazed at her with those disgusting eyes . "Hi I'm serah. " The beautiful lady that sat besides her introduced herself. "Oh , hi I'm Emily . " Emily smiled. She was glad to get into conversation with her own gender and not the unknown topic that the men were talking about. "I can see you're uncomfortable with the talk ?? " Serah whispered.

Emilia looked at her very angry and said to her in a voice that she tried to make him calm and not to do anything wrong because of despair and said to her: Welcome, my cousin, I haven't seen you for a long time, really believe me, I miss you in a way you will never imagine. sera laughed out loud and filled the place, then muttered to her after she finished laughing: It seems that you have never changed, malice will still ooze from your eyes and from your speech, nothing has really changed, you idiots, but believe me, I am the person who knows you the most, so there is no need to change your skin in front of me, O Stupid chameleon. Emilia did not speak, and she looked at Ayden nervously, so s

There were thoughts even I refused to entertain. Love. No. That wasn't part of the plan. It couldn't be. It wouldn't be. A knock interrupted the silence. Neither of us answered immediately. Then the doors opened, and Sera stepped inside. She wore a pale blue gown that caught the afternoon light beautifully. Her dark hair rested loosely over one shoulder, and she carried several rolled documents against her chest. She smiled the moment she saw us. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything." Logan and I exchanged the briefest glance.

Elena, or, to be more precise, Elyria - the Demon of the Water Surfaces, the daughter of the Prince of the Water Demon. They could not love each other: they were eternal enemies. The two strongest Empires constantly fought among themselves, without involving Oer Dakhar, the ruler of the Iri'es'shar Empire, the Ruler of the entire Dark World, into these squabbles, and he himself never interfered in the affairs of these two Empires.

Elias POV: I swear I don't know how I got through that difficult moment. I picked up Serena and ran like crazy to the hospital. The doctors are no longer there, and they were captured by Asher and imprisoned somewhere the warriors have not found. My heart is hot like fire. Damned! My Serena! She is in danger! I hugged her gradually cold body in my arms. I tried to put my ear close to her heart to find her heartbeat. It was fragile, like a fire that could be extinguished anytime.

"We have to move to Europe," was the first thing Inishola said as he strode into the mansion. "Again!" his sister Amy exclaimed, throwing her hands up in frustration. "Yes, again," Inishola replied, his voice firm. "I got some information about a man named Victor Serkov. He's after Emily." "Why?" Kamsy asked, a frown creasing his forehead. "How would I know?" Inishola snapped. "Some kid named Angelo gave me this information, and the way he sounded, he was worried."

“And what have you done to harm Storm Pack?” The first question was easy. The second was loaded. I blinked a few times, trying to clear my mind of any fear. Now was the moment I had to be at my best. “My name is Serena.” I cleared my throat, trying to rid the shake from my voice, so I could speak with more confidence. I didn’t want to tell them I came from the Pack Alliance. That might wrap Baird in with me. “I am on a special service and I would never do, and have never done, anything harmful to your pack.”

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.

*** Question of the day: If you were Sera, would you feel safe in Damon’s arms, or afraid of how far he might go for you? 070525, Anne Joyce