Emily Wilde Novels & Stories

At the age of 21 she was already the designer heir of the Voss Group — intelligent, ambitious and with a natural radiation that turned heads. Her long, dark hair fell in soft waves over her shoulders, and that emerald green evening dress emphasized her figure in a way that at the same time elegant and was dangerous. She hated such events. Too many false smiles, too many men they only saw as “daughter of Alexander Voss”. “Langly, right?” a deep, velvety voice sounded next to her. Emilia turned around — and died. Julian Blackwood was in front of her. 24 years old, tall, with wide shoulders and one

Ingrate. "Welcome, Mr Harrell, it's amazing to have you here", she outstretched a hand expectantly. Before I could, Amara shook it. "Yeah, nice to meet you, I'm Mrs Sophie Sanders Harrell, you get the concept?", she explained. He almost laughed at her jealousy. Obviously, she had no idea how much he loved her and how he lived for her. The restaurant was dedicated to her, Sophie Sanders Harrell(SSH). It was her wedding present. He would let her know when they get married.

Zack asked, always curious about Emily's true identity. Since Amber brought Emily to this house, she had never told or explained Emily's real background. So Zack was truly left wondering who Emily really was. Is it true that Emily is an omega? Zack felt the need to uncover this. So far, Amber had always concealed Emily's background and where she found her last before bringing her to live in this house. Zack desperately needed answers to his curiosity. Now Zack had an additional task: to trace Emily's past before meeting Amber.

she whispered as she did this. Emily is the first child of Oscar Lee. Her mother is human, and sadly, Emily took after her. Much to Oscar Lee’s dismay, it was discovered when Emily was born that she is a human and has no wolf. Emily had never met her mother, Benita, and the last time she saw pictures of her was a long time ago when she was a kid. Suddenly, as the day passed, the number of pictures continued to diminish, and soon there was not a single one left.

The soft thing that made the wolf pause. They didn’t know her. Not really. But they would. She wouldn’t be a distraction. She would be a weapon. Emilia continued walking toward the garden, knowing full well the whispers would follow her. She let them. Because the world would soon remember, Lucien Moretti was dangerous. But the woman he came home with? She was dangerous too.

Emily was too fast and way too powerful. She stalked toward Susan slowly.. who finally shifted. Susan ran at her then at the last minute jumped.. trying to jump over Emily. Where was she trying to go? What did she expect to happen. That Emily would just let it be? She had another thing coming. This was not polite Emily. This wasn’t submissive, pleading, bowing her head and take everyone’s shit Emily. This was Emily the powerful Luna. The daughter of the Elkwood’s. The mother who’s child was taken from her.

“As if.” “The Damien Hardy?” The audience whispered among themselves. Emily stood there, exposed beneath the lights, clutching the card as the truth settled in. Damien William Hardy. The most eligible bachelor in the country. Billionaire heir. Untouchable. What would a man like that want with a leftover woman?

She swallowed, an action which was so painful but nothing compared to the cold aura oozing from the woman in front of her. "I was ordered by a certain Miss Sasha Vale, to spill drink on Dahlia Winters. So that she would go to the washroom and get kidnapped by the men who will molest her and keep her under wraps for a lifetime" Emilia explained, holding her breath. Dahlia nodded. Her coffee arrived. She took a sip from it. "And what were you promised?" Dahlia asked. "A hundred thousand dollars and a lifetime recognition from the Voss family" Emilia replied.

I asked her, and she looked at the water and looked at me. "You won't gain the magic of the Valkin," she said, and I was in shock. "Your mate has no wolf. You can only gain the magic when her wolf comes. She is just as good as a chosen for now," she said, and I was shocked. I looked at Maxwell and Clay, and the shock registered on their faces too. "Will she ever gain her wolf?" I asked, and she looked at me. "What is her name?" Elsa asked. "Scarlett Vladislav," Clay responded, and she looked at us.

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