Emily Bennett Book Novels & Stories

“Lucas is quite capable, though he does tend to forget not everyone shares his urgency. I’m glad you’re working with him.” Her tone was kind. Sincere, even. She stepped closer, eyes falling on the leather notebook in Emma’s hands. “That belonged to Benjamín,” she said, nostalgic but not theatrical, as if mentally caressing a fading photograph. “I’m glad someone’s willing to bring order to his world. Sometimes I think he didn’t realize how much he needed that.” Emma nodded, unsure of what to say. Her presence felt like standing in front of a lit candle in a dark room: comforting, and yet dangerously flammable if approached too closely.

Who the fuck am I? The missing bride to a rich bachelor. Beloved daughter, and dutiful sister. Successful woman of business, the “it girl”. The malleable girl that doesn’t have a back bone or notion of her fiancé’s various affairs. Who smiles for the press and does as she’s told. The girl who looks happy and has it all together but is secretly dying inside. Shelling off every part of her that doesn’t fit the picture or….. Emily Danvers, runaway bride, daughter of betrayal, mistress behind closed doors and torturer of loathing cousins. Selfish and neglectful to her daily life.

In a few days, I would officially step into Vale Corporation. As the rightful heiress. Emily Vale. The thought settled heavily in my chest. Exciting. Terrifying. Necessary. I looked out the window as the city lights flickered past. A new chapter had begun. And there was no turning back now.

she murmured under her breath. Her mind drifted back to him - his calm presence, the way he carried himself, the way he spoke, the way he looked at her. Nothing about him felt like the kind of man who would require this level of… control. This level of secrecy. So why? Is this really about Robin Hood? Or is there something else? Something bigger? Something they’re not telling me? The thought settled heavily in her chest. Emily exhaled slowly, pushing herself away from the sink. Emily slipped her phone back into her pocket and unlocked the bathroom door, her expression once again composed, unreadable.

He seldom handed her the books they read because he wanted to have an excuse to stay with his mother, but as she skimmed the new chapter, she realized Owen wanted her to read the sex scenes out loud. “This is a dirty trick,” Regina sneered at Owen, and he grinned mischievously. “I don’t remember those words being part of that chapter.” “I’m not talking about the chapter, and you know it.” “What are you talking about, dear?” Mrs. Bennet asked. “I think it’s time we went outside for our walk,” Regina said after she closed the book. “Oh,” Mrs. Bennet’s face fell. “I wanted to hear what happened. It was getting to the good part.”

"Our vehicle has arrived, Princess." Emily froze seeing Cayden's hand stretched towards her. After pondering for a moment, she finally put her finger there. "I can't do anything stupid or embarrassing anymore. I am Emily Harper, the genius and reliable Savior heiress. I have to show them the real me—confident and brave," she thought. With her head held high and her steps steady, Emily walked beside Cayden's wheelchair. Orion happily carried her suitcase. He was secretly impatient. In a moment, there would be something funny to tell Louis.

But with Ember's help, I felt more prepared. I turned the page, refocusing on the words. The characters' struggles and triumphs captivated me until the last page. Time passed unnoticed. As I closed my book, Emily suddenly came to mind. I wished she were here to share her insights on New York's affluent families. I quickly got dressed and headed to the hospital. In the taxi, I gave the driver the address. Upon arrival, I walked into the hospital and approached the receptionist. "Emily Madden, please," I said.

“So, Emily, you’re new here, right? What’s your story?” Emily hesitated, unsure how much to reveal. “Just… trying to start fresh. Needed a change.” Katherine nodded knowingly. “Yeah, I get that. A lot of people come here looking for a fresh start.” She paused, studying Emily’s face. “You look familiar, though. Have we met before?” Emily shook her head quickly. “I don’t think so.” Katherine didn’t press further, but a flicker of recognition crossed her face when she glanced at Emily’s notebook. The name “Emily Vincent” was written neatly across the top.

he says. “Appreciate everything,” I tell him. He nods. “I’ll keep you updated on Daisy.” As he turns to leave with Clover and Zade, Emily suddenly calls out, “Wait.” He looks back. “I want you to meet my sister sometime,” she says with a grin. “I think you might be exactly what she needs.” Bennett raises an eyebrow. “Oh?” “She needs someone to rein her in,” Emily adds. A small smirk touches his lips. “We’ll see.”

She liked Julie, but sometimes her words felt like they came with invisible strings. When they finally left the mall, Chelsea dropped Layla then Emma . “Buy See you tomorrow, Em. Don’t forget sunscreen.” As Emma walked to her room , her phone buzzed—a message from Connor. Did you survive mall madness? She smiled. Barely. But I think I’m ready for the lake now. Good. You’ll need it. Ethan’s “chill” trips never stay chill. Emma laughed softly to herself as she looked out the window of her room. Manatee High was starting to feel a little less like a dream and a little more like a life she was slowly finding her place in.