Emily Kinney Age Novels & Stories

They told me about Jack Newton who was out of city. Listening to them made me realize I was a bit out of place here. Hearing them telling about their trips and vacation spots during summer break made me understand that these people were very rich. I was out of my league here. These people were elite and I was just a small town girl. Grandma raised me to be confident and thankful which is why money did not matter to me. They all were very welcoming. Emily invited us to her birthday which was on Saturday and she said it’ll be a big party as she was turning 18.

Cillian Cillian, Kinsley, and Gunner (15 years old) Reagan (14 years old) “What the fuck happened to you, Kensington? You look like a starving vampire.” Kinsley’s cheeks are hollow and dark circles surround her eyes. Her long black hair curtains the sides of her face making her features appear more gothimal even without make-up.

I could see the bulge that has began to form under her gown. “We are so happy to have you back!” Emma’s POV As Kate was catching up with Kayla, I left them to call Stanley and Emily. Stanley and Emily wedded two years ago, they already have a daughter Anne. My niece is very troublesome but in a cute way. Thankfully, my mom is babysitting today. So Stanley and Emily could come for the anniversary. The whole place was boisterous. Old Morgan was indeed a hero for the people of Winster county. Today in the anniversary Kate is the special guest speaker. Everybody in the state have already read the story of “the heroes of justice.”

She cupped Emily’s face and said in a soft warm voice, “Tell me everything Clara, I want to know!” Emily took a deep breath and started. “It was in the year 1909! I just turned eighteen on 22nd July and my mother Isabelle Knight and Father Dason Knight threw a huge party on my birthday! We had a huge house and my father Mr Dason Knight was one of the richest people in Texas and very influential businessman. That day more than fifty sixty guests were invited and I remember vaguely, I was dressed in completely different type of dress! I was in a white loose shirt like top, without buttons and with full length sleeves. There were fluffy frills on the neckline and hands. I wore a black wide and

Emily Warner “Oh my god! Jake! What are you doing here? By the way, did you cut your hair? It looks good. Also, can you tell Danika to return my salad spinner? Not that I would ever use it but it belongs to me. I like it when people come in my kitchen and see a salad spinner. They will probably think ‘oh she eats healthy and probably is’-“ “Emily, this sounds like a lovely story but we are in a complicated situation.” Jake says as he looks at me with disbelief and amusement.

Theo's words are gentle but firm and finally, he seems to get through to her. "I've got some good news too." she eagerly nods for me to continue as she starts another muffin. "Emily has agreed to celebrate her birthday tomorrow." this seems to cheer her up even more as she smiles wide and yells out yes. "but she said she doesn't want to do anything massive, she is still nervous about some pack members not liking her after the whole Callum business!"

She apologized as she walked over to the wedding dresses rack and pushed it further to the center for Emily to finally have interest in deciding which of them that suits her taste. “How old are you again, Alexis?” She asked as she stood up and to the rack. Emily fumbled her fingers across the wooden hangers with Victorian wedding gowns in various kinds of designs and colors. “I’m 13 years old.” She immediately replied, “So, did something catch your interest, your majesty?”

To her surprise, she bumped into Kinsey and Barbara. They were all stunned. Kinsey was the first to react. Sneering, she said in a provocative tone, "Hey, isn't this Emily, the homewrecker?" Hearing that, everyone in the shop fixed their eyes on Emily. Emily's face turned red. As a famous socialite in San Francisco, she was humiliated by what Kinsey called her. "It seems that the adulterer is going to turn into a proper second wife now?" A hint if sarcasm flashed across Kinsey's face. "Even a mistress is shameless enough to wear a nice gown these days. Times have really changed"

I asked. “She seems to be around 16 or 17 years old, Tall, blonde hair with an accent,” He said. That must be Daniella, the young teenage girl she had brought with her the night I was at her place. It was strange that Emily would be on a run with a teenage girl. It was so unlike her to take care of anyone. I knew she had a soft spot for her loved ones, but she wasn't the type that would take responsibility for anyone. Emily must have known that the authority would come and that was why they had left in a hurry.

Maybe it's just that, a year has passed but Anna still doesn't show or make any sense. I came back to my senses when I heard crying. I quickly stood up and looked at the crib where Emily was. "She's crying." I rolled my eyes because of what Luke said. He listened but really said more. "Why are you crying? Are you hungry? I'll keep it here. Emily is our daughter. She's one year and four months old. She's so pretty and sweet. “You kissed her! I saw you! I'll tell mom–” “Can you shut up–”