Emily Twilight Novels & Stories

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.”

I pat her on the head and waste no time in heading to our wide wooden staircase and move down, straining to look behind the counter for one of our twins as I get below the second-floor balcony. “Girls? Where you at? You can both leave and head home. We got this. Good job today, you two rocked.” I call out, seeing Emily coming out of the kitchen and get a beaming smile in response. She’s a pretty red head with an abundance of freckles and a complete mirror image of her sister. I can only tell them apart because Emily always wears dresses, and Mary wears shorts. Adorable nineteen-year-old village girls.

But his granddaughter Emily will visit him every summer. Emily is a couple of years elder to Akshitha. They don’t get along well from childhood. Akshitha will call Emily as 'Eli' (mouse) that infuriates Emily. Emily is a beautiful girl and she knows it. She hails from Mumbai and hence wears all modern outfits. It suits her the best. She always looks down on Akshitha and it irritates Akshitha.

I inquired, swerving my car toward the left part of the road, that led to my company. “Yes, sir.” “Good, now read it to me,” I ordered. “And don't leave anything out.” “Alright, sir,” Carlos said. “Miss Emily was born Emily Jasmine Wright on September 13th 2001, sir.” Which meant she will be twenty four in five months, I thought, as I started racking my brain on what sort of gift would be great for her. But then again, there was still a long time till then. “She became an orphan eight years ago after her parents died in a house explosion,” He continued. “Miss Wright attended Careyville group of schools for junior high, middle, and senior high. She graduated from University of Columbia a year

said the Linchesters' daughter. "Lily, Lily Williams" Clarissa said before Lily could say anything. "Nice to meet you too, Emily." Lily said smiling at her. Emily's eyes were widened but not much, it would be noticeable for the ones who knew she was after Zared. The colour of her face was now paler than before, she had dark hair and dark eyes, she was wearing a silver dress which ended at her calves and a slit around her chest. Emily looked at Lily up and down, she scoffed and looked away. Clarissa held a smirk, she was really enjoying it.