Emily Cole Book Novels & Stories

Inishola stood outside Emily's bedroom door, his hand poised to knock. He took a deep breath, steadying himself. This was not an easy conversation to have, but it was necessary. He had made his decision, but he needed Emily to understand why. With a determined nod, he knocked softly and waited for her response. "Come in," Emily's voice called from within. Inishola opened the door and stepped inside. Emily was sitting on her bed, a book open in her lap. She looked up as he entered, her eyes reflecting a mixture of curiosity and apprehension.

She leaned against the door, crossed her arms, and stared at me. I didn’t say anything. What was there to say? I wasn’t in the mood to listen to any of her games. She was probably here to spy on me or check if I had anything to spill for Matteo. But after a while, she spoke. “Emily is dead.” Her voice was cold, like she didn’t care what effect those words would have on me. My head shot up, and my eyes met hers. My heart stopped for a second, then started beating so loud in my ears that I could barely hear my own thoughts.

I asked, curious. “It does not look like much at first sight but I think it holds the answers we have been looking for and hopefully it will help us trace the people who experimented on Alex,” Emily said, then unzipped her backpack and brought out some drawings with strange drawing and a green book which looked like something I have seen before. “Where did you get that book from?” I asked while pointing at it.

She leaned against the mirrored wall, arms wrapped tightly around herself, shoulders shaking. The elevator rose smoothly, carrying her higher into the quiet house, but the ache in her chest only grew heavier. Outside, Cole eventually started his car and drove away. Inside, Emily pressed her forehead to the cold glass and cried for everything she had almost become, everything she had lost, and the terrifying freedom of not knowing what came next.

"My brother’s best friend was looking like a snack and so, when he called out, I decided to go have a taste. The snack turned out to be perhaps the most delicious three-course meal I ever had" Emily’s POV There was no better thing to do than me pretending to scroll through my phone in the living room sofa. However, my eyes kept drifting toward the open doorway of the study. Cole sat at the desk there, hunched slightly over his laptop, completely focused on whatever code or spreadsheet he was working through.

she flipped the book from the first page to the end in one second. "I have prepared several designs to be launched in the near future. It will be a big move. I hope you are all enthusiastic in waiting." All the reporters spontaneously raised their hands high. They hope to be chosen. But this time, Emily didn't choose again. "I think that's enough for today. I don't like being late for work. Excuse me." While Emily entered the lobby, the reporters threw questions again. They were hoping for luck to get one more answer. However, Emily walked straight into the elevator.

I love myself before others . While gazing his way I noticed him move in my direction . "No going area ." I said to myself , before being prompted by the hot breath on my face . " Hi , I'm Michael and you are ?" O. M. G did he just speak to me. " I'm Emily ,nice to meet you ." " Pleasure is all mine ." Michael said in a low husky voice only the two of us could hear . "First day ,hope you enjoy your day" . " Yeah , sure will. " I wished this conversation could go on and on because for the first time someone gave me attention but suddenly our English language teacher showed up from nowhere .

Over the next thirty-five minutes my students go over the details of what has been going on and where they have been. Apparently these two have gotten into a situation. Christina has decided to drop out of school and move in with Johnny who she says she loves. She's pregnant and doesn't want her mother and father to find out. I like Christina, she is a clever girl with a smart-ass attitude. She wears a tight lowcut green sweater that is showing entirely too much cleavage for it to pass the dress code and a pair of ripped blue jeans. She has long black hair that she wears loose. It covers her face just enough to block people from noticing that she hasn’t lost her baby face yet. Johnny is ano

"No, seriously Cole I did think of you the whole time," Emily shouted into her phone. After she had dropped Marcus off at work, she spent her day at her friend’s house to do some homework after which she went shopping. She had promised Cole she would be at his house by 7:00 pm and she was almost late. “You didn’t,” Cole mumbled trying to sound sad. Cole blabbed about how he was sure she was lying—which she was. “Oh, crab!” she exclaimed.

Lucy said. She? “ She? Who is it Lucy?” Liam says as he tries to rack his brain. It can’t be Hailey, she wasn’t in Canada. So who? Apart from his mother and his sister, Hailey, he didn’t have much women in his life. “ It’s Emilia Peyton sir and she’s already here. Do I send her in now or later, although I doubt she’ll want to wait.” Lucy says. Liam is in shock for about ten seconds, reason being that he never imagined that Emilia would come to see him. It was still too early.