Emily Twilight Novels & Stories

But it didn’t own her anymore. Sierra spotted her first, crossing the hall with Kayla in tow. Sierra stopped mid-step, her smirk growing wide. “Well, well. Look who’s glowing.” Emily flushed, tugging the sleeve of Rhett’s shirt she’d thrown on. “I’m not—” “Don’t even try,” Sierra cut her off, grinning. “That’s not just a glow. That’s a damn spotlight.” Kayla blushed but smiled warmly. “It suits you.” Emily laughed softly, ducking her head. “Maybe I just… feel different.”

" Yeah. Don't take it wrong. What's your name? Jason only told he has a sister." " You don't even know me. It feels like an insult. Anyways, I'm Eve Byrne," she's saying everything in a friendly way. Even that warning comes in a friendly way. " So, what's your name again?" she added. " I didn't say it in the first place. I'm Emily Collins." she smiled and shook my hands. We talked for some minutes till the class gets over. Like I guessed, she's a 9th-grade girl studying in a private institution. I told her that I would come to her mansion today. She looked like she's little excited about it.

I hear a voice yell from the bedroom. I don't know who it is. But I think it's Emily. "I'll be out in a second!" I replied. I turn the shower water off and rush to get ready. "Oh, good! There you are. Like he said, you dress like a fourteen year old girl who's in love with Justin Bieber.' And so here I am! if you're going to be Luna you need to dress better." She greets. I stare at her for a long time. She has medium length blonde hair and vibrant green eyes. Any girl would be beyond jealous of her. She's perfect. "Um-uh, well-I-" Emily cuts me off. "Okay, listen. You're going to love me today. I won't be mean like Jack but I also won't be the nicest werewolf in the pack either." Emily infor

"Because I know what it's like to be the wolf the pack wants to forget." He put a massive arm around her waist, pulling her flush against his side. The heat radiating from him was like a hearth fire in a blizzard. "Let’s go," he said. "The Carter name might be dead to you after tonight, Emily. But you’re not done yet." As they walked out into the biting wind of the Silver-Run Territories, Emily didn't look back at the Academy. She looked at the man holding her up. She was Emily Carter—the girl with no scent, the twin who didn't exist, the daughter who was an investment gone wrong.

After a short contemplation, she finally revealed, "Her name is Sky. Her eyes are green. Her hair is curly. She is a little shorter than me, but her energy is much higher. She is a very attractive girl. Her enthusiasm is always explosive." Prince narrowed his eyes at Emily. "You know what? You sound like you really admire her. Is she the reason you rejected Brandon?" "What?" Emily stared. "Are you a lesbian?" Emily's laughter burst out of her mouth. "Your revenge is cruel. No, of course I'm not a lesbian. I'm attracted to men. Did you forget? I like Cayden." "He could just be a fictional character you made up to cover up your secret." Emily shook her head in amusement. "No. Please stop think

she whispered as she did this. Emily is the first child of Oscar Lee. Her mother is human, and sadly, Emily took after her. Much to Oscar Lee’s dismay, it was discovered when Emily was born that she is a human and has no wolf. Emily had never met her mother, Benita, and the last time she saw pictures of her was a long time ago when she was a kid. Suddenly, as the day passed, the number of pictures continued to diminish, and soon there was not a single one left.

And I decided to change, to stop the drug lifestyle I had started and to take my life back. I opened a bookstore, which is doing quite well, I even have an assistant. It was much later that I learned who this mysterious man was. Calvin Lloyd, the alpha of the Twilight Pack. He had given me a mischievous look before holding out his hand, eyes as blue as the sky, he must have been twenty-eight years old. It was his hand that he had caressed his sex, I think I blushed when I recognized it. I didn't grab his hand and for three years now we've been fighting a cold war, me to hide the attraction I have for him, and him because he's a big jerk and nothing else. I wonder if he knows it was me that d

I opened my eyes and saw a gorgeous woman with dark hair and beautiful gray eyes. She had made the tree explode into a million pieces, and I looked at the now-vanished tree in shock. She sat on Asher’s car’s passenger seat, making me gasp. “Ash?” I asked, making him chuckle. “The name’s Emily. Nice to meet you, honey. Now, let's go kick some ass, shall we?” she says as Asher steps on it, surpassing us. “Was that-” “Emily Slate, former beta, Tyler’s wife. She’s their healer and a witch herself. She's pretty cool, huh?” Hunter says, making me look at him in amazement.

Emily opened the bottle calmly before placing it on the bedside table within the girl’s reach. Then she stretched one hand outward quietly. A small flame flickered softly into existence above her palm. Warm golden light reflected across the dim motel room while the fire moved gently between Emily’s fingers like something alive. The girl froze completely. Her lips parted slightly. “You…” Emily gave a faint tired smile. “We are somehow similar.” The girl stared openly at the flame for several seconds before whispering softly to herself. “Fae.” Emily’s eyes lifted. “What did you say?” The girl looked back at her carefully now, with more curiosity than fear.

she pleads, “come down for breakfast. You haven’t eaten in three days. You’re weak.” “I’d like to die, thank you,” I mutter, moving toward the balcony. The door closes gently behind her, but she doesn’t leave. I step out into the breeze, staring down at the lights twinkling like stars across a city I don’t recognize. It’s beautiful. Like a storybook. Like a lie. “Where is this?” I ask without looking at her. “The Twilight Court,” she answers, stepping beside me. “Valen’s palace.” I inch away from her, and she notices. I don’t care.