Emily Blunt Novels & Stories

“Who?” Emily’s face darkened. She rose, and with a sudden, deliberate motion, brandished a sharp knife. Ethan’s heart lurched at the sight of it. Pale and rattled, he stammered, “Where did you get a knife?” Emily smiled—thin, humorless. “Why do you want to know?”

She often acted as a moral compass within the imperial family and wasn't afraid to stand up for her beliefs, even against emperors. What a woman! Anybody knew who Mark Anthony is? ^__^

“According to community laws, a rogue who wants to be accepted back to the pack must atone for his or her sins by being of service to the pack and the community. Has Emily atoned for her sins?“ He asked. A small smile lit up Ethan's face. “Yes Darius, she did, not once but twice actually, and she nearly died doing so.“ He replied. Elder Darius raised his eyebrows questionably. “Almost died?“ He asked. “She helped defend my pack from skilled assassins.“ Ethan replied. “Is this true?“ Darius' eyes moved to me. “Yes.“ I replied. “Even as we speak, Emily is still in the infirmary, slowly healing from the wounds she got from the assassin's blades, which were coated in moon lace poison.“ I said. E

Emily smugly said to Blaire. "I-I'm going to do that, but first Ms. Smith, tell me. Why did you tell me to throw the important documents that Mr. Morris told me to arrange?" "You want the reason? Simple Ms. Adamson, i don't like you here. Your presence annoys me, your face disgusts me for some reason, i hate seeing nor staring at your ugly face." Emily's reasoning to Blaire. At all the reasons Emily told Blaire, it was clear to Blaire that her senior was having the insecurities against her. Blaire sighed, because for her, Emily's reasons for hating her are childish and immature to do.

"Where is the Emily who was never afraid of anything? Where is that Emily who always met challenges head-on, who never hesitated to confront her fears? Where is the Emily who refused to turn a blind eye to wrongdoing, who always stood up for what was right?" Emily's voice erupted in a raw scream, she forcibly freed herself from Axel's grasp, her words pouring forth in a torrent of anguish and bitterness. "She is no more..." she cried, her voice cracking with emotion. "The Emily you're searching for is gone. She died—the Emily who once held onto hope and strength, who faced the world with courage and determination. She's gone,

Calvin teased, which earned him a playful jab in the stomach from Emily. There was no doubt about Emily's "dirty mind." Since high school, her brain had been filled with teen romance novels. While not explicit, romance novels had introduced her to passionate encounters and desires. So when Emily decided to major in education, her family was quite surprised. With her quirky and extroverted nature, everyone doubted that Emily could be a teacher. But Emily managed to prove them wrong. After she graduated, she received a job offer to teach at Cempaka Putih Elementary School through a friend. Thanks to her outgoing personality, Emily quickly built strong relationships with her colleagues and beca

Emily responded. Detective Garcia’s brows furrowed as he processed Emily’s words. “Are you insinuating that your husband, Henry, had indeed attempted to harm you, and you stabbed him out of self-defense?” Emily scoffed, her demeanor defiant, as she dismissed the notion that she was desperate and weak when she stabbed Henry. “Don’t you dare make me into some weak, defenseless woman, Detective. Henry tried to kill me, yes, but I didn’t stab him because I was trying to defend myself from him. I had very clear intentions when I walked into his house and office, so don’t make it seem like I was just lucky to stab him first.”

"My sister has returned home after seven years. She's asked me not to engage in any business with people who've mistreated her." My blood ran cold. "Sister?" "Yes. Emily Lothan. Or as you knew her, Emily Blackwell. Though she'll be dropping your name shortly, naturally." The world stopped spinning. Emily. Emily Lothan. Lothan Global Holdings. "That's... that's impossible. Emily doesn't have—she never mentioned—"

Madam Ma, the restauranteur, replied without looking up, recognizing Emily's voice. Madam Ma gasped as soon as she looked up at Emily. "Aigoo! What happened?" she exclaimed. Emily pressed her lips together. "Ah, this?" She smiled sheepishly. "I got hit..." "Aigoo!" Madam Ma exclaimed. "I've always told you to be careful. You're too clumsy," she scrunched up her face. Emily scratched the back of her head. "I... I was a bit careless." "So, the driver was blind?" Madam Ma frowned.

Emily said in a loud voice, "little sister, how do you think it's more reasonable to divide it? In recent years, the eldest brother and his family have given up the opportunity to go out to work in order to take care of their father. Do you suggest leaving all the things of their father to the eldest brother? If you think so, your second brother and I have no opinion. Sorry, your second brother and I don't have such high ideological consciousness as you. I'm sorry." Ruby White almost choked and vomited blood. Emman looked at Emily reluctantly. There was no way to take her. Looking at the interaction between Emman and Emily , Ruby White sneered: "you husband and wife bully me together. You al