Novel & Cerita Emily Compagno Book

Annoyed, Emily cursed under her breath, threw her phone down, and disconnected the call. Bored and feeling a bit hungry, she grabbed something to eat and planned to borrow some books on stocks and financing from the library. Dressed simply in an army green vintage bomber jacket, black high-waisted jeans, and Doc Martens, with her hair loosely draped over her shoulders, Emily looked effortlessly cool and beautiful. She grabbed a canvas bag for the books. The library was adjacent to the exhibition hall. After borrowing books, Emily didn't leave the library but walked through the glass corridor into the exhibition hall, planning to exit through the south door, the shortest route back to her dor

With each article listed there was a photo that accompanied the headlines. This was a diary about everything in Emelia's life. Suddenly, I felt nervous about the things I would read. I didn't even know that Emelia had anything like this! It almost felt wrong... Like I was crossing some boundary that I wasn't meant to go beyond. But a part of me needed to satisfy this need to be close to her, especially since there was no doing so on a physical level. As I scrolled through the pages, I found out quickly that Emelia documented many of her life's achievements from graduating college to starting her first job as an intern for a small, family-owned jewelry design company. She even shared photos f

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

”Just so you know,I read and books those fancy pages are expensive as hell. “I can get you the authors if you want me to.” Wow,such an egotistical man. I clear my throat and continue.”I heard lots of movements when you kidnapped me.”I continued. “When I took you for a conversation.”He interjected. “That's not what it was.I do not want to live with all those people.” “You need to.” “I don't want to.”I resorted. “Some times I won't be around,Emillia.You will need to have someone around.”

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

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

“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.

"That dark granite the previous owners had looked like a mausoleum. You have such an eye for these things, Emilka." For the next fifteen minutes, the conversation flowed with an easy, practiced rhythm. We complained about contractor delays and gossiped about a mutual friend's disastrous charity gala. Evelyn was completely in her element, vibrant, witty, and entirely engaged. It was so easy to slip into the old familiarity, to remember why I had always valued her. She was the one person in this family who had never made me feel like an outsider. But every time the car slowed down in traffic, my mind raced. Was Damian truly stuck in that boardroom, a victim of his boss's sudden demands? Or was

They were pretty nice. I thought about Emily and hoped that I would bDe able to help her. But for obvious reasons, I couldn't. The power dynamic was just too big. So I read more books until I understood a method for Emily to gain back her wolf. I put the books back and walked out the door. Melissa turned to me, “You're done already?” “Yes, I have some ideas. Please lead me to the Luna's room.” “Okay.” *** “Did you find out something?” Emily asked, her eyes widened with curiosity. Her eyes were beautiful and it made me want to caress them but I couldn't because it was like reaching for the stars.