Romans & histoires Emily Strange Book

she heard Kayla whisper as they walked to a secluded corner of the grand hall. Emily, sat silently as she watched people socialize, Kayla had excused herself minutes ago to meet someone leaving Emily all alone. Emily had thoughts swirling in her mind: her mother, Lucas, the contract, her feelings not being acknowledged. I should have just stayed home, she thought, trying to shake off the thoughts. A tall, lean figure approached her, his eyes locking onto hers. "Hello, beautiful. You look stunning" the stranger said, his smile charming. Emily's cheeks flushed. "Thank you.”

It was desperate. Ava's eyes snapped open, wide and startled. "Lucas," she breathed, her voice barely a whisper. She tried to push him away, her hands finding purchase on his chest, but he didn't budge. He was too close, his heat radiating through her, his scent filling her senses. Her heart pounded against her ribs, a frantic drumbeat echoing his own.

LUCAS’ POV. I got to the room I always used whenever I stayed with John, and watched the stranger I had given my body willingly, walking down the road lifelessly. She ought to be followed because I didn’t think she was thinking straight. She looked way too shocked. Emily… Her name was Emily. Finally, the stranger in my head had a name. John had hurt her badly, and she had called him all sorts of names. It was proof that she was indeed strange.

Her hands went through her hair to dodge herself from making eye contact with the stranger because she could feel him still staring—she could feel his dainty eyes bore into the side of her face. She was too drunk for this. “I’m Gerald” There was that hoarse voice that engulfed her again and this time, he’d inched the closest to her. Emily turned to see his empty hands stretched out to her and she contemplated taking them. What she didn’t know was that when she did, it would be the start of a life she’d never imagined.

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."

Boy loses Girl Emily flipped through the well worn pages of the book, it had some words underlined, and some commentary written under some lines. She flipped for a while and decided to return the book when a white envelope fell out from the book onto her feet. Emily stooped down to pick the time-worn envelope, the paper yellowed and brittled with age. The script on the front was unfamiliar, a looping masculine hand that whispered a past life, but it had her name scribbled in front.

Emily dropped the food on the table not without giving the stranger who was already covered up a weird strange stare, she wasn't happy with the fact that her miss decided to help a random stranger despite knowing the consequences that could cause her. “Quickly, go back and have them under your gaze,” “In case, they're coming near my room, make sure you notify me immediately, Emily,” Eileen said, flipping back her hair tiredly as she walked towards the door with the hope that Emily was following closely behind her back. “Miss,” Emily suddenly called while staring keenly at her Miss, she knew the lady was so kind but she needed at least one convincing reason why she would be doing all those th

Their stolen moment on the rooftop felt like a dream, tainted by the revelation of his family secret. One day, while staring out the window, thinking about the things going on in her life presently and the people involved, when Emily noticed a delivery person leave a small brown package outside her door. Curiosity piqued, she reached for it, a sense of hope flickering within her. It had no sender's address, just her name written on the brown paper in a haste. Her heart pounded as she tore it open, revealing a book titled "Hidden Trails." A small note slipped out, the words familiar yet unsettling:

Not wanting any moment, Carol suggested, “Alpha, I think all the answers are there in the book. You need to find it.” Emerald regained some senses and calmed his racing heart. Finally, he was close to finding his Grandma. “Where is it?” He asked bluntly. “I… it was in the castle back then. The book is a huge one and has a very strange-looking cover with nothing written over it. There are some splashes of blood over the book and an extraordinarily unique dagger is tucked in its cover with some dried flower petals glued to its handle. This will help you find it.” Carol summarized the cover of the book for him.