Emily Compagno Book Novels & Stories

"I'd like to hear your feedback on the black cover book next to you." Suddenly Emily turned to the side. Take the book that Rey said on the bottom shelf. "This one?" he asked lifting the book up. Rey just nodded. Let Emily explore the book from start to finish. Seeing the annoyance on Emily's face made Rey couldn't help but smile. "Why are you still keeping this?" Emily asked, struggling to contain her irritation. How come? Rey said she would forget about Alessia but, that guy still keep a picture book which contains a picture of Alessia's face which fulfills

After the breakfast, Emily walked to the compound and got into her car. She sighed before igniting. Although she was an Alpha, she was still tensed. Soon, she was on her way to the company. Soon, she arrived. She got down and a Twenty storey glass building stood in front of her. “They better avoid throwing things here.” She muttered as she walked in. She reached inside the company and went to the front lady. "Welcome ma'am" The desk lady seemed nice. Emily smiled and said, "Emily Greymond" She said. The desk lady

thought sadly. Perhaps she will be able to finish it tonight. I stood up and took a step toward the door. I stopped abruptly when I realized something. Something about that book suddenly felt wrong. I shook my head, trying to convince myself otherwise. It wasn' t necessarily the book itself that was bothering me. It' s the fact that the author never once mentioned Emily being born. How come no one ever mentioned it? Wasn't it obvious enough that she was born during the middle of the 1800s? Did everyone forget about Emily when she was young? It was probably a coincidence. Right? Maybe it is nothing. I tried to convince myself. After a few seconds I picked up the glass and went upstairs to pu

’ went unsaid but clearly heard. Emily didn't say anything at first but then slowly she shook her head. I knew she was trying to deny it. “No, I'm not. I just… want to pick up a book I forgot” I knew she was lying. “What book?” I asked and waited for her to give me some indication as to which one. “A book about… about vampires... it's hard to describe… the details aren't important. Just the idea is important” She was fidgeting again so I decided to let her keep lying and lie for now if it was going to make her feel better.

well…safe! I looked over at him and around the room and snuggled in further with a content smile on my face and decided to get to know who Emma was and how she ended up here. “Day 17” she wrote. “It has been 17 days since I have been here, in this room, one I assume is my new prison until they decide what they want to do with me. It is a beautiful room indeed, unlike any I have seen in my short lifetime. My only conclusion is that they plan to lavish me with comforts, only to justify their monstrous desires. A woman, I believe her name is Maggie, gave me this journal when I woke up today, along with some books to read. She’s the one that found me and brought me here, to this place. The place

Greta followed, still smirking, tossing one last glance back at Emily like she’d won something. Emily stood frozen until they were gone, her nails digging into her palms. She had done it. She had broken Lizzy’s heart. And Lizzy would hate her for it. Which meant Lizzy would live. ** Emily closed her bedroom door and leaned against it, the click of the latch sounding far too loud in the quiet. Her hands were trembling. She dropped the book onto the desk and sank into the chair, pulling open the drawer where her battered journal notebook lay hidden. She flipped it open, the blank page staring back at her. For a long moment, she just sat there, pen hovering above the paper, her breath uneven. T

Roman POV The crackling of the fire seemed to weave a rhythm into the night, a cadence that matched the beating of our determined hearts. I watched as Emily's gaze remained fixed on the flames, her thoughts a whirlwind of emotions and determination. Her journey had become a personal quest, a mission that transcended the boundaries of her grief and pushed her into the realm of relentless pursuit. Leaning closer, I brushed a strand of hair away from Emily's face, my touch gentle against her skin. "You're not alone in this, Emily. We'll uncover the truth together."

It was an account she opened in another country where she was going to escape and live happily ever after with her, lover. She didn't love Matt, but she also didn’t want him to be happy with me, crazy bitch. The night she got caught, she knew she was screwed, so she jumped down the building. From the first day I met her, I knew she wasn't right in the head. But she played Matt so well. "You make the best cookies." Jax, said in between bites. I smiled. I grabbed two glasses and filled them with milk. "I love you, Val." He kissed my cheek and then he took a sip of his milk.

“I know it seems silly, but you always seem to have the weight of the world on your shoulders and I wanted to help you loosen up a bit.” “I don’t have the weight of the world on my shoulders.” She sat up and ran a hand through her hair, smoothing it back. “Well, it can’t hurt to unwind, anyway.” He stood and held a hand out to her. She smiled as she took the hand. “I guess, but it’s still a little strange.” “That’s not really a bad thing, is it?” Emma thought about it for a second. “No, I suppose it isn’t.” Camille laid Emily onto a bed in their fourth motel room. They’d been travelling for several days, but she couldn’t find a decent job anywhere. The most she could get was fast food and th

A plot twist she hadn't expected, but one she was ready for. "So, Julian wants to go to war?" she whispered. "Tell the legal team to prepare the 'Apocalypse File.' If he wants to see how deep the Everett shadow goes, I’ll show him." She walked back to her desk and picked up her phone. There was a new message from an unknown number. It was a photo of her entering her private apartment building. Attached was a single line of text: The Empress has a beautiful home. It would be a shame if something happened to the 'secret' she left there.