Emily Strange Book Novels & Stories

"Oh, just your average lone wolf seeking refuge from the mundane. Name's Luca. And you, mysterious stranger?" She chuckled, running a finger along the rim of her glass. "Mysterious stranger? I like that. Call me Emily. I'm here for a good time and maybe a bit of trouble." I smirked. "Trouble, you say? I'm intrigued. What's the wildest thing you've ever done on a whim?" Emily leaned in, her gaze holding mine. "Well, once I hopped on a plane to a random destination just because. Ended up having the time of my life."

“Especially Esmerelda. Not only has she seen a lot, but she’s had to get herself out of some pretty sticky situations when she uncovered things that people didn’t want uncovered.” Killian looked at me admiringly. “It takes a special kind of person to do your kind of work.” “So, Esmerelda, why did you have blood in your mouth?” she asked. “When I was in that trunk, I found a crowbar. When they opened the trunk, I belted one guy in the head with it. I cracked his skull, but I think he’s still alive. The other guy grabbed me before I could swing at him so I bit him in the neck. Unfortunately, I bit harder than expected into his jugular. I got a bit of his flesh and his blood in my mouth.”

They even met the way we met. What the hell!! The author had uploaded around ten chapters of the book. It looked as if it was written keeping us in mind. Wow!! It was interesting... But how?? Was it some kind of rare coincidence? I slept off thinking about her. ****** It was morning, my doorbell chimed. I dragged myself out of my bed and opened the door. The moment the door was opened, the aroma of freshly cooked stuffed Parantha hit my olfactory senses. " Umm wow!!! I was going to get annoyed at you for making me get up so early. But this aroma is making me crazy. Parantha?? " I asked.

“Havent you noticed anything strange about them?” “Well, everyone says they're dangerous even though they don't look it. And Roman's presence always puts me on edge. That could also be because of what I've heard about him. Other than that, nothing.” Grace shook her head, curiosity still dancing in her eyes when she noticed her response didn't fully satisfy Joan. “That's not just it. I have been having strange experiences ever since I encountered them, and that of yesterday was even worse.” “What happened yesterday?” Grace probed, knitting her brows.

‎ ‎A symbol embossed in gold on the cover of an old leather book. ‎Emily froze. ‎ ‎Her heart skipped. ‎ ‎The symbol was unfamiliar. ‎ ‎And yet... ‎ ‎Not unfamiliar. ‎ ‎A strange sensation swept through her. ‎ ‎Like remembering a dream. ‎ ‎A circle. ‎ ‎Three lines. ‎ ‎A small star at the center. ‎ ‎Her breathing slowed. ‎ ‎For a split second— ‎ ‎She saw a memory. ‎ ‎A silver pendant. ‎ ‎Cold metal against her skin. ‎ ‎A man's voice.

The Queen family had returned to their little Empire and Susan summoned all the workers in the house, the oil stain was still present on the stairs because Susan had strictly instructed that no one should clean it off. She needed it as evidence to show her husband that there was a traitor in their midst.

"I'm not defending any of you at all. But you also know that there's nothing we can do but keep going." Emma plopped down on the chair crying. The atmosphere was suddenly quiet, while the night was getting late. Emily looked at her two friends in the dim light from the lamp shining into the library through the window where they had entered. Her mind felt empty and he didn't know what else to say. She leaned against the bookshelf. 'Brukk!' A fairly thick book fell to their surprise. Emily took it and intended to return it to where it all belonged. As she was about to put it back down, Emily's brow furrowed. She took the flashlight on the table, making her two friends watch in surprise.

When Damon brought up the topic of my books I was scared as hell. I wondered if he came across my dark unholy novels, but fortunately the one he found was a light hearted funny novella. "Hmmm, is that all to it? I see you added bookmarks to some pages, are they..." I turned red instantly, "You asked me to tell you about the book right? Let me, why are you interrupting me?" I stated cutting him short. "Okay princess, go ahead." My lips spread into a smile as I told him all about the book, "So, the female lead is Emily, she just got out of an abusive marriage with nothing and then she crosses paths with this kid in danger and then she saves his life..."

Emilia asked. Liam's expression was serious. "It's a book about the history of the werewolf world," Liam said. "And I think I found something important." Emilia's curiosity was piqued. She got up and walked over to Liam, peering over his shoulder as he read from the book. As Liam read, Emilia's eyes widened in shock. What she was hearing was impossible. "No, that can't be true," Emilia said, her voice barely above a whisper.

In an instant, her hands were tightly held by Stefan, who was trying to prevent her from escaping. This surprise left Emily feeling cornered, and she experienced a deep sense of helplessness. In her heart, she struggled to understand what was happening. In this unfavorable condition, Emily fought back. Anger and dissatisfaction surged within her as she realized she was being treated like this by strangers.