Novel & Cerita Emily Twilight

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.

I woke up the next morning hearing some giggling coming from the living room, i stood up and straightened my hair and walked out of the room to see Damien sitting comfortably with a young girl of about 19 years old She looks at me with a huge smile on her face "Good morning, I’m Joslin Damien’s younger sister" the smile never leaving her face, she stretched her hand forward I smiled awkwardly "I’m Emily,nice to meet you Joslin" i turn to look at Damien who was sitting down

“My name is Emily.” My heart clenches painfully. How old is she? Five? Six? I bend over and touch her bony little shoulder. “Hello, Emily. My name is Simone.” So Vesper’s one of those vampires then. He feeds on children. There are a few of those around. Technically, they’re not allowed to do it, but I have yet to meet a vampire that cares about the council’s laws. “It’s nice to meet you,” Emily says. At least her colour is healthy. Her cheeks are beautifully pink and her lips a deep red. She’s not underfed or sickly. “Did Vesper send you?” I ask.

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.

Dalia's POV I watched in suspicion as Ajax walked in with Emily. Just what is she doing with the West siblings? Emily is on a different level. She's like Brad Pitt's daughter while the West were the queen of England's children. No matter how I try, I just can't see any of them together. It would be catastrophic. Just like me and Eros relationship. I am the child of a nobody. Jeez.. it couldn't be any worse. I see Mr. Spencer asks Emily to follow him up to her room. He must see how tired she looked. She needs to rest. Ajax's eyes followed her till she disappeared down the hallway.

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.