Novel & Cerita Emily Jade

She's wearing a beautiful smile. "Who are you?" She asked. She did not see her with the Gods when she and her friends arrived yesterday. The beautiful lady chuckled and as if on cue, the wind blows to her direction making her emerald green dress dance with her hair. The flowers seem to be dancing as well. "Sorry for my rudeness, I am Persephone, your cousin." Ana Mae stared at her with wide eyes. She can't believe she's standing infront of the Goddess of Spring and that she's talking to her right now.

was the concept. Emily sent a picture of herself wearing a short purple fitted jumpsuit gown, paired with white sneakers. Lily's eyes widened in surprise—she had never seen Emily dress like this before. Emily's slim waist stood out, and her straight brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail, leaving two strands framing her face, making her look absolutely stunning. Sarah also sent a mirror snap of herself. She was wearing a red sleeveless crop top with black shorts and black boots. Her dark brown curly hair cascaded down, making her as hot as ever.

Emilia immediately grimaced in discomfort. "Sorry if Cody bothers you, sir. I'm really sorry, but Eva isn't at home, and Cody is crying because he's looking for his mother," Emilia said, making Jasper nod in understanding. "I see," "I'm really sorry if Cody's crying bothers you. By the way, my name is Emilia Robinson, and I am Eva's best friend.” Emilia stretched her hand toward Jasper. Jasper greeted Emilia's handshake in a friendly manner. "I'm pleased to meet you. Uh, may I know where Eva is? Is she working late and not coming home?” Jasper asked. Emilia smiled, then shook her head.

Lady Emily Moore, who was known as Emily by her friends or Emmy by Lady Rebecca Davis, was looking outside the traveling carriage that she was taking to the East route. She was breathing in the country air for a long time as the sea can be heard and it was tasted in the air. Emily could not be happier.

She had long black hair that touched her waist and that was all most people had seen of her. But, some people had seen than that. They had seen her fingers and her nails which were always painted black and were always covered by gloves. Some had seen her eyes which were always surrounded by black shades of eye shadow and her lips that seemed blacker each time you looked at it. But, none had noticed those bright blue irises that sparkled whenever she smiled. Neither had anyone seen her smile. They all knew her name and all she did but most of them would never recognize her if she wore a color other than black. She was Jade Adler, the Gothic troublemaker who had almost burned down the school d

The grand ballroom of the Astoria Hotel glowed with golden chandeliers and polished marble floors. The room buzzed with quiet laughter, clinking glasses, and the low hum of powerful people pretending to care about charity. Adriana Cole stepped out of her black car and handed the keys to the valet without a word. The moment she entered the building, heads turned. They always did. Tonight she wore a deep emerald gown that clung perfectly to her tall figure, the silk flowing elegantly as she walked. Her dark hair was pinned back in a smooth knot, exposing the sharp elegance of her face.

And before he can, a small voice drifts from the stairs. “Daddy? Why are you and Zara yelling?” Emily. She’s standing there, wide-eyed in her pajamas, clutching a stuffed rabbit. The tension snaps, but only outwardly. Inside, I feel the fire burning hotter. Because I don’t know what’s worse—Liam’s judgment… or the fact that part of me wants him to care for reasons I don’t even want to admit.

“Emily Bryce.” “Nice to meet you, Emily.” “Nice to meet you too, Jace.” Elizabeth’s voice broke us from our momentary trance. “Jace is one of my old students and one the best to make it out of this college.” Jace waved her off, “She's exaggerating.” She gave him a look. “You know I'm not. Anyways, Emily is also an old student of mine…although many years your junior. She works as an editor at Hasting.”

He skidded off, gigglish away and saying something about how his mom was a late comer . Emily repacked her hair tightly , as if locking back all her feelings inside the hair . She put on a dangling silver earring that had a little diamond stuck in it lower part . She sprayed some perfumed and stared at her reflection in the mirror . And nodded satisfied Yes ! She looked mature and sophisticated. And she smells rich. She got downstairs and met Mariah and Zeke taking pictures. Zeke was standing on the white Ferrari and Mariah was the photographer. "Yeah yeah good . Yeah ! Another pose . " Mariah kept repeating not knowing that Emily is already watching them .

Emily’s POV The club pulsed with life as I stepped out of the cab and spotted Emma and Jayden standing just outside the velvet ropes, both dazzling in the golden glow of the marquee lights. Emma wore a shimmering black mini dress that hugged her curves and sparkled with every movement, her dark curls pinned back with gold clips like she had stepped out of a fashion editorial. Jayden, always one for drama, had gone full glam in silver metallic pants and a mesh top that exposed his sculpted chest and intricate tattoos, his eyes rimmed with smoky shadow and glitter. I felt a little underdressed in my red wrap dress and heels, but they both squealed and pulled me into a hug like I was the star o