Emily Twilight Novels & Stories

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.

But throughout it all, his love and commitment to Emily had never wavered. The revelation brought a mix of relief and joy to Emily's heart. She realized that their connection had not been a pawn in Sofia's twisted game. Instead, their meeting had been a stroke of fate, a glimmer of hope in the midst of darkness. Reaffirming their love and dedication to each other, Tyler and Emily made a vow to overcome the obstacles that Sofia had placed in their path. They were determined to forge their own destiny, free from the clutches of the manipulative vampire queen.

Finally, Emily emerged from the shadows, her figure materializing amidst the trees. A soft rustling sound alerted Ivy to Emily's approach, and Ivy turned to see Emily stepping out from behind the trees. Emily's eyes, the colour of deep amber, locked with Ivy's, conveying both understanding and determination. The young woman's dark hair cascaded down her shoulders, and she moved with an air of confidence that seemed to belie the mysterious world they were about to embark upon. "Amy," Emily called out softly, her voice carrying the weight of her friends burden. "Are you ready?"

was won. The era of the Twilight Empress had truly begun.

However, more people slipped in as they slipped out. “Good Morning, Goddess Luna. I am Emily. I am a witch that heard about your upcoming battle and I wanted to join. However, my… talents are a tad different.” She was a heavier set girl with long beautiful light brown hair with amber eyes. She was on the shorter side, but had a ‘try me and find out’ look to her. Tattoos covered every inch of her skin. “Who told you to come here?” I asked, slightly annoyed I was not told beforehand.

She did not and instead she placed her hand on Emily’s shoulder. “My mommy is going to make me a dress. With a big skirt so I can twirl,” Emily said unaware of what was happening. “And pockets.” “Girls, come here, please,” Electra said as Hadrian reached out to his mom. The rogue she-wolf tightened her grip on Emily’s shoulder holding her in place. Electra’s eyes glowed with gold showing through the contacts, a deep protective growl rumbled in her chest as fangs and claws extended. The she-wolf paled and released Emily as she lowered her head in submission.

She instantly made eye contact with carroty orange orbs. Their unswervingly bright colour harked back to her remembrance of Edward Cullen, a fictional character from the Twilight Saga novels. They had a mystic shine to them too. Like you'd be put under a trance in just an instant. "No, it's my fault. I'm often the one being clumsy," said the girl Scarlett bumped into. "Hey. I've never seen you here before, are you new?" "Um...yeah," Scarlett shrugged, before taking a good look at the teen.

Or was it because Jimmy liked women whose hearts were purer? "F*ck, I'm actually changing myself for a man. I think I'm really crazy." Emily laughed self-deprecatingly, but that kind of relaxed feeling was unprecedented. At least it proved that she could still withstand the temptation. Of course, Emily chose not to cooperate with Tasya and there was another matter that affected her. That was Emma's true identity. She was not that pitiful little girl who lived under someone else's roof in the Quinsley Family. She was the Vice President's little daughter. If she were to find trouble with her, it would be creating even bigger trouble for herself. Emily could not afford to offend her anymore.