Emily Strange Book Novels & Stories

“Just tell me one thing. Since he hasn't hurt her, why then is she still here? Why hasn’t he let her go?” Micheala paused at the door, her back facing me. “Because she’s different. And Mr. Romenetti doesn’t let go of what he thinks belongs to him.” The door slammed shut, leaving me in the dark again. I slumped against the wall, staring at the untouched plate of food. My stomach growled, but I didn’t care. My mind was spinning too fast. Emily’s alive. But for how long? And what did Micheala mean by ‘she’s different’?

The others stopped mid-air. Hesitating. Because for the first time— They weren’t sure. Emily took another step forward. And the ground beneath her— Turned to ash. “You came for me…” Her voice echoed. Layered. Powerful. “…so come.” The sky trembled violently. The cracks spread wider. And from beyond them— That massive presence— Finally moved. Emily looked up. And for the first time— There was something in her eyes. Not fear. Not hesitation. Excitement.

Layla replied with a smile. Emily fell silent. A strange feeling washed over her, a sense that something was stirring just beneath Layla’s sweet smile. **Flashback Off**

Emma hated violence, and she had never read a book detailing such raw brutality. But this wasn't just a mere book. Someone had written it—like a twisted, violent diary. She desperately wanted to believe that it was just a random story, but if it was just normal fiction, why was she so incredibly drawn to it? What was so odd and magnetic about that black book?

Zack had been his sworn enemy for so long. “Please don’t get angry. I got out of there as fast as I could, so I don’t think he noticed us.” That’s when I realized Emily was with me. I smiled bitterly and looked at her. “Oh, I am so sorry... Dominic, this is Emily, the author of the bestseller My Wild Alpha and the one I was discussing the location of the book release with. Only we got interrupted...” Just now I realized this episode was going to affect Emily, because she didn’t know all the details. Maybe Dominic’s reaction scared her a little, too.

a mother who goes about deceiving her child about strangers being evil. Although she did agree that this bar was dangerous for a girl her age, tagging every stranger as evil isn't that good. Paige became angry and tapped the woman. "And what is it, Miss?" Her arrogant attitude blew off the cover as the woman named Emily shifted her gaze towards her. "I am Paige, by the way." "Miss Paige, how may I help you?" Aren't you shameless that you stole a child, and now you're acting as if you're the good guy? As I always say, "Strangers are evil!" Emily pointed fingers at Paige and roared at her.

Lucy was their world, and they couldn’t afford to lose her. Storm stood up from the couch gingerly, her eyes running tro and fro the closet, her heart in her mouth. She stood at that spot for some seconds taking it all in, waiting for whatever that had the smell to introduce itself and probably pounce on her, but there was nothing. There was nothing until her eyes flocked to the box where she had kept the strange book. The box was open! She noticed then that the lid had actually been torn into shreds, and was dumped by the side of the box.