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He lifted his hand to knock, but before he could, the door swung open, revealing Emily. “Hey, you!” she greeted, her voice bright and welcoming, a hint of excitement dancing in her eyes. She wore a soft, oversized sweater that fell just off one shoulder, and her hair cascaded in loose waves around her face, framing her features beautifully. “Hey,” Tyler replied, a smile spreading across his face as he took in the sight of her. “You look amazing.” “Thanks! I wasn’t sure what you’d be in the mood for, so I thought we’d keep it cozy,” she said, stepping aside to let him in.

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My name is Emily, and I’ve always been the good girl. Straight A’s, captain of the debate team, the one who volunteers at the animal shelter on weekends. At 22, I’m in my final year of college, majoring in literature, dreaming of becoming a writer someday. But beneath that polished exterior, there’s a secret side of me—a side that craves the forbidden, the filthy, the kind of pleasure that makes your toes curl and your mind shatter. And it all revolves around him: Professor Adrian Black.

Emily said, her expression reflecting her concern. "It's cool; I'm not lonely," Ashley reassured her. "That's because I'm still with you, silly," Emily playfully rolled her eyes. "Are you planning to leave me?" Ashley chuckled. "Never. Come look at the hottest guy at Elite High School, Thorian Blackwood," Emily said, taking out her phone to show Ashley pictures of Thorian.

Tis asked. “You're not the only one.” He took her to a nearby café and there was a girl already waiting for them. She was a 5'5 ravenette with emerald eyes and well... let's just say, she had way more going on with her chest than Twilight. In short, she was every guy's dream girl. To make matters worse, she was the same girl from Twilight's dream. “This is Matako, the friend I was telling you about. Matako, this is Twilight.”

, Gretchen’s companion and sister ask. “Not around but I can tell you he will be glad to miss this,” Gabriel says and the girl snarls at him, “Calm down Emily,” Gretchen says. Emily is about 5’12ft tall, she has much more flesh than her twin, Gretchen, her eyes hold a menacing look and her pale skin makes her look even scarier. She has short black hair and attractive curves, any man would want a woman with her body but not the face she has now, the face of a ferocious vixen.

“You guys prepare to tell me that I’m nuts. Okay?” “No problem.” Emma’s response was serious, and I knew she wouldn’t hesitate. It would’ve made me laugh if I wasn’t freaking out. “Eliza Wrath looks like Ashley Greene.” I looked from one pair of eyes to the other to see if they were following me. They both looked lost. “The actress who played Alice on Twilight.” “Right,” Lucy said, nodding. “What’s Twilight?” Emma asked. “It’s a movie,” Lucy replied, barely glancing at her and then back at me.

In a week, I'll be starting college, and not just any college– I made it into the prestigious halls of Princeton University, just like I had always dreamt of. And what could be better than living college life with your big brother? I know that some people might think it's weird and so terrible. How can I have freedom if we enrol at the same university? He's in his third year now, and I'm a freshman. So I'm sure I will get the freedom to experience new things and explore a normal world. A normal life, living among humans would surely be nice. Yes you heard that right, my name is Emily Stoneheart and my life is anything but normal. I am a werewolf.

I had been so excited I ignored the glaring signs. Emily was of royal werewolf blood. She had the ability to kill anyone who stood against her. She was a rare breed and very powerful and I… was just a hunter who had fallen from grace, and even worse, a human. Just who the hell was I, that she would say yes to me?

And with a final kiss to his cheek, she was gone. Emily sent one last lingering glance at Ace, who was chatting up a waiter, and ignoring the spike of annoyance, Emily left the banquet hall. Taylor Croft Who hadn’t heard of the reclusive self-made millionaire? Once inside her room, Emily pulled out her laptop and googled Croft. Several images popped up of a woman who appeared to be in her late sixties, her arms around men and women. With a gleaming white smile set off a thick head of silver hair, and laugh lines framed her light-gray eyes. Once married to a famous British movie star, Croft had taken up the party girl life and retired to her yacht.