Emily Twilight Novels & Stories

Was Emily out to test my self-control? ****

He had said it to her too once, desperately. Her hand reached slowly for the doorknob before her mind could even catch on. She turned it slowly and pushed the door open just enough to see. Carl was on top of a brown-haired girl, and she had her legs tightly wrapped around his waist. When she looked to the right, with pleasure in her eyebrows and her lips slightly apart, I fully recognized her face, she was Emily's non-identical twin sister, Emila and her expression slowly dissolved into a smile as she locked eyes with her.

Yvonne asked me to focus on a beam of light on the ceiling. I concentrated on the light. After a few minutes, she asked gently, “Who are you?” “Aurora Twilight.” “Do you know Harry Chalamet?” “Yes, I do.” “No, you don’t.” “I do. I know him. No… I don’t know him.” “You don’t know him.” “I… don’t know him.”

On the other hand, Dustine's life never been so wonderful there's always fighting and chaos everywhere he looked but because of Dawn and their kids, Solana and Kiran which means 'sunshine' and 'ray of light', they're indeed the brightest gift for them even though they preferred hiding in darkness. Darkness where they found each other's comfort and hide the identity that in reality won't ever be accepted and remain as fantasy. They were once afraid of light and always will be, but if it's the light that gave for them they will never want to hide in the darkness of pain, silence and fear. They wanted to be sought by Solana and Kiran's light forever and conquer the darkness that pushed them int

Paul, our science teacher growled at the girl who was standing at the door. She(Emily) shrugged her shoulders and gave him a disgusted look. "She is Emily, hottest and the most popular girl of school and she is Lily's biggest enemy as she is dating Lily's crush, the school's hottest dude " Jessie couldn't stop herself to speak again and I looked at Emily. She had a milky complexion with long wavy brown hair and large blue eyes. I shouldn't say but she was also dressed up like a doll. Her face was covered with a lot of makeup and her dress ended to her mid thigh. Undoubtedly, she was hot and pretty.

Emily gazed up at her with relief, having someone to stand up for you, was really a golden ticket. The door bursted open, and two identical little twins walked in. Emma and Ethan Roberts. Emily had her blonde hair tied in a pony tail, as she walked elegantly, her emerald green eyes glistening perfectly, in other words, She was described cute. Everyone vouched for her. Ethan, on the other hand, was identical with his twin sister, however, his blonde hair was scattered, as layers of hair peeked through his collarbone. Even as a little kid, he was cute- maybe not cute, but way handsome than any other little kid.

the twins questioned, and we all glared at Tyler, who sighed deeply. “Fine! This is my girlfriend, Emily,” he said, and Emily waved at us with a smile on her face. “She is a shape-shifter, so I could sneak her in without you guys noticing,” he said, and we all glanced at each other. “Does Mum know about this?” Ryder asked, and Tyler shook his head. “Please, you cannot tell them. They will not allow me to bring her over, especially if they know she is a shape-shifter,” he said, and Ryder’s face remained hardened. “I cannot have a girlfriend until I am sixteen.”

She leaned against the door, crossed her arms, and stared at me. I didn’t say anything. What was there to say? I wasn’t in the mood to listen to any of her games. She was probably here to spy on me or check if I had anything to spill for Matteo. But after a while, she spoke. “Emily is dead.” Her voice was cold, like she didn’t care what effect those words would have on me. My head shot up, and my eyes met hers. My heart stopped for a second, then started beating so loud in my ears that I could barely hear my own thoughts.

Now that I could see, he wanted me dead. Fine, then… since he was after my life and had probably killed my best friend, I would treat him like my enemy! I made up my mind and asked, "So, who is your real daughter?" He froze for a moment, then said, "My daughter… Her name is Suzie." Hearing that name, my heart twisted with complicated emotions. I pressed on, "Suzie was blind, right? So, where is she now?" I crept even closer as my grip on the knife's hilt tightened.

She finally turns her gaze to my brother, " Mate," she whispers. Everyone turns their heads to her. " No!" Leondre growls. He looks horrified! " Yes," Emily grins, walking over to us. My brother is slowly taking steps away from her. Emily stops and frowns, " You are not rejecting me, are you?" she asks. She's blunt. " How old are you?" Ken asks. "Seventeen!" she answers. "She's sixteen," Anaiah says, deadpan. They have an eight-year age gap!