Emily Wilde Novels & Stories

hе trаils оff. "Whаt?" I cоck а brоw, I dоn't еvеn bothеr tо lооk intо his lаptоp. I just leаn bаck wаiting fоr him tо соntinue. "It's а girl," hе clаrifies. So it isn't somеоnе whо is mеssing with mе. Good. "Hеr nаmе is Еmily Whites," hе sаys, still focused оn his lаptоp. "Shе's а florist," hе аdds tо his stаtemеnt.

She entered and saw her sister, lying on the hospital bed unconscious. " Em_emily..." She called fearfully and walked slowly to the bed. " Emily, what... what happened.." she asked her voice barley audible. Emily's neck and wrists were red like someone who was strangled. Her hair was a mess and she saw traces of dried tears on her face. Lily broke down in tears at the sight of her sister. " What happened! What happened to my sister!" She shouted crying. " Emily didn't go out every night because she wanted to, she was working as a dancer in a club to earn money" Landon said and she faced him

HIs Majesty asked. "Those are not true." He said confidently. "There are many witnesses claiming that you did these actions. WItnesses including the principal of the institution,and royal guards. What do you have to say for yourself?" His Majesty asked angrily. "I was only protecting Lady Emily from that vicious woman." He said. "Where is this Lady Emily?" His Majesty asked. Emily suddenly showed herself out of nowhere. "I'm Emily von Blyth, Your Majesty. I am Lady Audrey's sister." She introduced herself.

And there was one ass in particular that he craved more than anything else in the world: Emily's. Emily was the wife of Jake's best friend Emil. She was a stunning woman with long, silky dark hair that cascaded down her back, and an ass that was simply divine. Jake had lusted after Emily for years, but he had never acted on his desires out of respect for their friendship. But now, things were about to change.

“Not as much as Lady Raptis, though.” Aunt Gilda rolls her eyes with disdain. “Yeah, the number one is Emily Raptis.” Cassie closes her eyes with a smile as Gilda applies the milk serum on her cheeks. She can’t wait to hear more about Emily. “Or, I should say…” Aunt Gilda murmurs. “Emilia Vásquez Pérez.”

Azalea was still crying on the other side, "Emily, I'll never try to kill myself again. I'll work hard to earn money to support my mom and you. But now, my career as an actress has been terminated by Wolf Group. Can you please help me one more time? Can you tell Wolf Group to remove me from the blacklist?" "This..." Emily didn't agree. She already felt very embarrassed when she went to beg Rammos the last time. How could she go to beg him again this time? Besides, Callum was abroad last time. Emily thought that she scolded Callum yesterday, what would he think about her if Callum found out she went to beg Rammos again? Emily was in deep thought and she did not speak. Suddenly, the door of th

All heads turned to see who had arrived. Emily Walton walked in with an air of confidence and poise that immediately commanded attention. Her dark, chestnut hair cascaded in soft waves down her back, catching the light and shimmering with a natural sheen. Her makeup was flawless, accentuating her striking features—a touch of smoky eyeshadow highlighting her piercing blue eyes, and a hint of blush enhancing her high cheekbones. Her lips, painted a deep, commanding red, curved into a polite but distant smile.

It wasn't there. Emily squared her shoulders. She knew exactly who had taken them. She marched toward the double doors of the suite. Brought in days ago unconscious or not, she’d find her way out. She wasn’t going to sit around like a prisoner waiting for an execution. She was going to find Damien Reines, demand her belongings, and get the hell out of this cage. She yanked the doors open, stepping out into the sunlit hallway of Elysian Heights. She didn't even make it five steps toward the private elevator before a massive shadow fell over her.

“So? Was it fireworks? Did he lift you? Did you—” “Lila!” Emery squeaked, covering her ears. Her best friend swatted her hands down. “Don’t even try hiding. I can see it written all over your face. That man did things to you, and you liked it.” Emery groaned again, wishing the couch would swallow her whole. Ethan, traitorous as ever, piped up, “She even needed help standing this morning.” Lila gasped dramatically, clutching her chest. “My innocent Emery, corrupted by a billionaire. I am proud.”

’ Yes, just like mine. ‘It's not that much of a big deal and he's a horrible person anyway. You had to have been there to see how he looked at me.’ I replied quietly. I still felt really bad. Emily stirred, took a sip of her coffee and laughed. ‘I wouldn't mind any of that, you don't get that kind of man anywhere.’ Emily's designer West bag sparkled on the table and I thought it was quite ironic how I was the one who encountered Eros west. Emily was a model and most of her shoots were for big fashion houses and industries like MELT and West Inc. The day she caught a glimpse of Eros in person, she was an absolute mess for weeks. She spent all her money on acquiring West designer items. They