Emily Until Dawn Novels & Stories

"Shouldn't you have done that a long time ago?" In the darkness, Gimson stood against the wall, his eyes fixed on Emily sitting on the edge of the bed. Without meeting Gimson's gaze, she lowered her eyes slightly and undid the buttons one by one, revealing the camisole inside. The white camisole stood out in the darkness.

I had to protect Emily and Anita at all costs. *** EMILY’S POV I woke up drenched in sweat and breathing very hard as a result of the nightmare I'd just had. It had been so vivid, I was shocked to find out that it was a dream, but I was glad it was just a dream because, in it, Dominic lay in a pool of his own blood—lifeless. I tried to calm myself down as I tried to push the terrible image out of my head. It was not real. It was not real.

The room went still, tension hanging heavy in the air. "Have you no shame?" My assistant, Melody, stormed over, standing protectively in front of me, her face red with anger. "Everyone knows Emilia is the maker of Eternal Dawn! Don't you feel an ounce of shame, stealing it like this?" Hannah's eyes welled up immediately, turning her into the perfect picture of wounded innocence. Her red-rimmed eyes and trembling nose played to the crowd with flawless ease, winning sympathy, as always. And sure enough, as soon as her sobs began, Ethan's furious voice thundered through the silence, splitting the air like a crack of lightning.

The night had brought us one step closer, and I was ready to face whatever challenges awaited us, driven by a love that defied the darkness and a resolve that burned brighter than ever. The first rays of morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, painting the room in a soft, golden glow. As I slowly stirred awake, my gaze naturally gravitated towards Emily, who was still lost in peaceful slumber. Her features were serene, a calmness that belied the storm of emotions she had weathered.

“Of course! If you already know how to drive a car, you can bring me to a lot of places outside Dusk and Dawn.” “Okay, I’ll tell him.” We stared intensely at the moment. Our hands crippled towards each other, forcing us to feel the thump inside our hearts. Before our hands connect, and the strings of our hearts became complete, the door wrecked open because of Mila.

No wonder Maura was finesse; she was probably royalty. We decided to introduce ourselves individually to the Calma household staff. Amid the exchange of pleasantries, we were interrupted by a strong gust of wind that felt heavy in the heart. A figure appeared before us; it was a huge shadow in a shape of a cloaked man with no identifiable facial feature. It whispered in a gravelly, eerie voice, "Darkness has risen. Soon, hell shall rise; the dawn of darkness approaches." Then, it vanished in a cloud of smoke, leaving all of us coughing. Noah was yelling, "Moros, you coward! Face me!"

The fiery nightmares were gone, replaced by a peace and freedom in my soul like I have never known. The money from the sale of the old house? I kept my promise and sent it to Silvia's account. That was when my phone buzzed with a news update. It was Silvia's face on the screen, at Derrick's wedding. I watched as she marched up with a can of gasoline. In front of everyone, she doused Derrick with it and tossed a lighter, igniting a firestorm. Derrick's screams pierced the air, and pandemonium broke out. The flames cast a wild glow on Silvia's face as she laughed, a chilling, unhinged cackle.

The timestamp showed it was two days ago, late at night when everyone should have been sleeping. "There," Daniel said, pointing at the screen. "Emily went into the medical room." Xavier leaned forward, his expression darkening. "Play it again." We watched as Emily entered the room carrying a small bag. She was inside for nearly ten minutes before emerging empty-handed, looking satisfied and pleased with herself. "This proves she had an opportunity," Daniel said. "We need to confront her immediately." But as Xavier reached for his phone, the office door burst open. Emily herself swept in, her golden hair perfectly styled despite the late hour, wearing a silk robe that made her look like some

Earlier, it was dark like the evening and now, it was bright as day. “If you think this place is lovely, wait til you see the garden. It's even more beautiful at night.” Emily smiled. “Oh okay.” Amelia managed to say. “Help yourself to the bath and fresh clothes. I'll inform Alpha Adrian.” Emily turned to leave. From his office, Alpha Adrian could hear Emily's hurried footsteps and racing heart. She knocked quietly on the door still breathing loudly. “Sir..” “Come in.” Adrian replied in his usual nonchalant tone. The door clicked open and Emily entered. Her cheeks were pink and her eyes lit up like a thousand Suns.

His vision spun—figures blurred and swayed, the world too heavy to hold onto. “I’ll take your silence as a yes”, Emily hurried, her voice trembling despite the confidence she tried to muster. She knelt beside him, her hands rough and urgent against the cold, blood-soaked ground. Her new found clothes,rugged, the kind that spoke of someone who had been running for far too long. And then, the darkness swallowed him whole once more. (The next morning)