Emily Compagno Book Novels & Stories

Was Emily out to test my self-control? ****

I hadn’t been here long enough in both lifetimes to really know what would make a difference in this pack’s lives. “Hey, what are you up to?” Emily appeared, leaning against my doorframe, and gave me such a fright that I jumped, slamming the book shut in the process. Carl seemed impressed, but he made sure I wouldn’t show the book to anybody else. Not even Sebastian. It really was Luna’s secret diary.

They wandered through the aisles, running their fingers along spines that held countless worlds within their pages. Emily's eyes sparkled with excitement as she plucked a weathered book from the shelf. "Liam, look at this," she exclaimed, her voice filled with wonder. "It's a collection of love letters from different eras. Each page holds the raw emotions of someone's heart."

Yet she was placing the sole of those sneakers on his table. “I’m afraid not,” he breathed out slowly. “You should just SIT comfortably and wait.” “Alright then,” she crossed her legs, crumbs of sand falling off the sneakers as she did. “I’ll do just that then.” “Thank-“ “Whoa, you read?” Emily spoke up again, staring at the bookshelf by the wall housing over a dozen books. “Wow, I’m surprised.” Excitedly, she rose to her feet and walked towards the book shelf, immediately reaching for one of the books on it. She flipped through the pages, her expression immediately turning into one of disappointment. “Of course, you read. Work related books.”

No blood. She limped past them, her right knee buckling with every step. The bone-deep throb was a rhythmic reminder of the morning’s "lesson." "The professor's little lap-bitch is in a hurry today," Tyler Brooks sneered, loud enough for the passing Betas to hear. "Maybe Arnold needs his ink-wells refilled with something more... personal." The laughter followed her inside, heavy and mocking. Emily didn't stop until she reached the deep-stack vaults at the rear of the library. It was a graveyard of ancient scrolls and smelling of dust and dried herbs. Perfect.

Chapter 132 [ Emily ] Emily didn't want to start an argument with Matthew. Casper was waiting for her and she was already late .” Matthew it's fine , Cherly can't do anything to me . She's just venting her anger . Dan is struggling with the company even though he managed to buy over some people the few people opposing him would use this opportunity to strike. “ Emily said styling her hair into a tight bun “ I feel this is going to be different , the surveillance showed her entering a private room . The other person inside managed to leave without getting caught. That means it's someone capable .” Matthew explained

She thought about making herself a cup of coffee, so she could stay awake and read everything. Emery made her way into the kitchen to make coffee, she drank a full cup and felt a bit awake. Confidently, she returned back to study the document. Emery believed that Nick and Margaret were spending at the expense of the Company. There was no way she was going to let them get away with stealing. They had taken the company from her and thus, Emery vowed to fight her way back into the company. Emery took the USB drive and inserted it into her Laptop. Her eyes were glued to the screen.

There are, however, no borders separating the two. At his words, Emily’s hand instinctively reached behind her. Her fingers closed around a rusty pair of scissors resting on a nearby tray, their edges dull but sharp enough to do harm. She tensed but kept her expression composed. “Yes,” she said softly, her voice sweet and measured. “A woman who’s never labored a day in her life. Surely there are other ways I can compensate.” She offered a smile—charming, disarming.

’ I tell Finn. With a surge of determination, I crushed the steel lock in my grip. The drawer creaked open, and inside lay a single book. I picked it, as I turned the pages. My breath hitched in my throat and my eyes burned with anger at what I found. It was sketches—of Emily. Page after page, after page, her face filled the papers, accompanied by what appeared to be her white wolf with a mark of the moon goddess on her forehead. What kind of obsession was this?

When Damon brought up the topic of my books I was scared as hell. I wondered if he came across my dark unholy novels, but fortunately the one he found was a light hearted funny novella. "Hmmm, is that all to it? I see you added bookmarks to some pages, are they..." I turned red instantly, "You asked me to tell you about the book right? Let me, why are you interrupting me?" I stated cutting him short. "Okay princess, go ahead." My lips spread into a smile as I told him all about the book, "So, the female lead is Emily, she just got out of an abusive marriage with nothing and then she crosses paths with this kid in danger and then she saves his life..."