Emily Thomas & Friends Novels & Stories

Ivy frowned deeply not wanting to think Emily’s husband was the same face that popped up in her mind. Emily shook her head slowly. “Thomas Raymond.” She said. “The same Thomas Raymond?” Ivy scrunched up her face as she stood up from the couch. “Yes the same Thomas Raymond we both know from your high school and college days.” Emily responded. “But..Emily why? Why Thomas of all men?!” She asked squeezing her forehead.

Her vibrant paintings had always carried a hint of Sarah's influence, capturing the essence of love and longing with each brushstroke. "Emily," Thomas greeted her, a mixture of surprise and curiosity in his voice. "What brings you here?" Emily smiled warmly, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Thomas, your guidance and support have meant the world to me. I often find solace in this park, where love's echoes seem to dance in the air. It's as if Sarah's spirit continues to inspire me." Thomas's heart skipped a beat as he listened to Emily's words. There was a familiarity in her presence, a connection that resonated deep within him. Could it be that love's echoes had led them to this moment—a chan

“She’s my girlfriend.” My face went hot. We’d never actually defined it out loud. Not to other people. “Cool. Do you like Barbies? I have seventeen.” “I love Barbies.” “Come see!” Emma grabbed my hand. Dragged me toward the stairs. “Emma, let her breathe,” Thomas said. He was tall. Kind eyes. Laugh lines around his mouth. “Sorry. She gets excited about new people.” “It’s okay.” I let Emma pull me upstairs. To a room exploding with pink and toys and childhood chaos.

I let my train of thoughts wander again as I hit the brake pedal waiting for the traffic light to give the go signal. … FIVE, FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE READY OR NOT HERE I COME !!! Emily finished counting as she sets off to find us. We all hid in various different areas in the forest as we anticipate who Emily is going to find first. No one wanted to be caught so we kept quiet, too quiet that when Emily shouted "I caught you" it echoed round the forest. "I'm always the first to be caught" Thomas said as he came out from the back of the tree he was hiding at. "You always choose the wrong places to hide and you ask why" Emily said with a chuckle. "Since I've been caught I'll make sure you are all

Emily can't help but feel disgusted, of course. In fact, Emily thought that the relationship between Thomas and Erica was of the carnal kind… But it's a strictly business relationship, where both would benefit. Of course, Erica didn't go into detail… and Emily didn't care either. It wouldn't be the first time her mother has had escapades, after all. And the family business is boring… Emily wasn't born to take care of complicated things. Isn't that why she decided to marry into a good family? To not have to worry about money and work?

Emily has been a regular person at the pack recently since she’s Thalia’s best friend and they were practically inseparable. Not that I mind her presence in the pack. I don’t at all. In fact, aside from Lia and Calista, Emily was the only other human woman I could trust and she was very welcome to the pack. I watched the girls’ gist and laugh. I pulled out my phone, took some pictures, and made a video of them with the hope to share with Lia later. They just finished their exams and were all now in their final year in school so I understand their joy and honestly, I feel so proud of the four of them. I waved at them when they spotted me and they all waved back while shouting out greetings to

But then, why would Mr Thomas hand his position to Emily when she's not his biological child? “I believe Mr Thomas has two children, isn't it?” “Yes sir. Roberts and Ursula Gills. Roberts is currently serving in the Military. He was the former president of the imperial company, but the nature of his job made him drop the role. Ursula, on the other hand, is currently in Australia with her entire family. I still don't know why Mr Thomas made Emily the manager of the company.” Paul added, and an unsettling silence lingered in the air. We both stared into each other's faces, trying to make sense of the whole thing, but we could come up with no reasonable analysis.

The picture was that of a wolf cub lying in tall grass while her mother groomed her. Stunned silence descended. Thomas entered the room overhearing the comment. He passed Brandt, walked behind Emily and said quietly, "Our littlest demons are our most beautiful and precious possessions." Emily turned instantly at the new voice. Thomas slowly took her hand so she wasn't startled, drew her fingers to his lips, and kissed the back of her knuckles. "I'm Thomas, father to the young man keeping you separated from your family." He cast a sideways, discretionary look at his barely contained son who did not want another man touching his mate. He ignored the low growl. "Welcome to the pack Emily, we ar

Elena said quietly, "let Emma go. Take the company, take everything, but let that little girl go home to her family." "Elena, you're not listening." Thomas walked to one of the shipping containers and leaned against it like he had all the time in the world. "Emma is going home to her family. To me. To a stable environment where she won't have to worry about Mommy and Daddy's drama anymore." The sound of car engines outside made everyone tense. Thomas's backup arriving, or the cavalry Elena had secretly called? With Thomas Romano, it was impossible to tell which scenario he'd planned for.

he adds. “He could have just told us the truth!” Mother snaps. “Don’t act like you ever liked her either. We need to stop pointing fingers and figure this out,” she adds before turning to me. “Get her back even if it means getting rid of that prince.” I don’t have words to respond to that. The images of Emily with that prince are already giving me a headache. “Sir…Sir…” Thomas walks in and hesitates. “Ma’am …no, Miss Emily…she…”