Emily Twilight Novels & Stories

Seeing the fright in Emily's eyes was one thing she never failed to miss and always enjoyed no matter the circumstance,and she was going to make the nightmare a lot more terrifying. ‘I heard you're a grandma now.I always thought you were one old hag but it really nails the assumption on the head doesn't it? Your daughter is now a successful beauty empire owner and her ex is the famous Landon Mikaelson with whom she has a child with,you really planned everything didn't you? Apart from the divorce'.She said and Emily scoffed loudly.

“At first glance, maybe, but not so much when you really look closely.” “They’re completely different styles. One is like a peony—vibrant and stunning. The other is pure and elegant, like an orchid.” Tara kept her composure, her smile calm. “Maybe it’s destiny. Even when I was younger, people used to say I resembled the famous Nina.” Her words carried an undertone that wasn’t lost on those paying attention, exchanging subtle glances. It was true that Tara was young, just twenty-one and fresh out of college, with a natural beauty that exuded innocence and simplicity.

replied Emma. "What happened to her?" "She suffers from severe weakness due to less blood in her body." "She needs to get well by Thursday." "Why?" asked Emma, confused. "It's my eighteenth birthday." "You are already eighteen?" "Yes. How old are you?" "I will turn seventeen in January." "It's good that you are younger than me. I don't think it would be cool to romance someone older." 'I don't think it would be cool to romance a vampire pretending to be a human.' thought Emma.

" asked Emily, shaking her head in disbelief. Dorothy shrugged as she flipped through the magazine in her lap. Emily huffed in annoyance and went into the bathroom. Gosh! if this silly things continues she will never be able to have privacy! After bathing, Emily did not see Dorothy anywhere, she almost felt happy when she suddenly appeared from behind the door with glass of warm milk. "Oh come on! I can make my milk if iam requested to drink it, you don't have to serve me like this" said Emily, who since childhood was accustomed to taking care of her own needs because her mother is a single parent who almost everyday accept Sundays..…

Viola was locking the door as they were all leaving to have dinner in a spooky restaurant by the corner that had just opened when Anya asked, " So who was that mask man?" "Oh that is the character from the movie- Scream. Haven't you watched it?" Tash asked while putting on her coat. It was extremely cold outside and they were freezing. " No." She shook her head and blew into her hand for warmth. " Oh and I was that vampire from Twilight. Don't tell me you haven't watched that as well." Emily jeered while rubbing her palms. " You mean Bella?" Anya laughed. " No not her." Emily tucked her tongue out. " I was Victoria. You know, the sexy one who wants to kill and eat Bella." She said and licked

Theron's POV The day of the event was finally here. This is the day I officially put Twilight on the map. Another success to celebrate. Many of my past lovers have been calling nonstop to accompany me to the event but I turned them all down. I don't want any drama tonight so I decided to just go alone.

We were still eating when a familiar figure caught my eye, Emily. I rolled my eyes as she took slow steps towards us, cat walking like she owns the place. “Well, hello sister.” She said, smiling mischievously. I didn’t respond, I kept mute, focusing on my food. “Who are you?” Kara asked, eyeing her suspiciously. “Oh. My name is Emily, Amelia’s elder sister. What’s your name?” She asked. “Kara Darkmore” Kara responded. I could hear the sharp gasp that erupted in her throat, “you are his majesty’s relative, the witch, right?”

After what feels like an eternity, Emily comes out wearing a pretty baby blue one piece with glitter all over it. “How do I look Uncle Mark?” she looks up at me with those little expectant eyes. I know exactly what she wants to hear and I am not gonna disappoint her “you look exactly like princess Elsa from Frozen, very pretty little Em” Emily looks at me bewildered “she’s not a princess, she’s a queen” I hit my head in mock disgust “how silly of me, of course she’s a queen” Em smiles at me and I am momentarily taken aback to the way Lizzy smiles at me.

Sarah asked, tilting her head in confusion as their pace slowed down. "Just a little bit." Charlie pored over his shoulder to smile at his girlfriend. "You tired? Want me to carry you, hmm?" Sarah bit her lower lip seductively and even they are surrounded by darkness, her repulse to show her charms reigned. She tucked a hair behind her left ear. "I can manage well. Though, these little burrs are pissing me off," she informed and looked down on the burrs sticking to the hem of her dress like pieces of magnets. Some brushed the upper part of her legs.

He handed her the cell phone and wiped her tears gently. “She has you deep in her claws” Zara scoffed and said in a mocking tone. “Go back to copying your status from g****e, little one!” Edmund replied like an annoyed big brother. “What is the password?” Emily asked while sobbing. “Lucy Arthur Hale, with LAH capital and no spacing in between” Edmund replied in a sweet voice while keeping the strand of her hair behind her ears. Emily felt her heart flutter by his mere touch. She wanted more of him but she can’t take big steps now. She was dying to kiss him.