Emily Young Twilight Novels & Stories

legs with surprise and interest. Emily, noticing his gaze, for some reason was embarrassed, although instead she should have been terrified. She had already guessed that standing before her was none other than the Hunter himself. The one Jack and Jeremy had told her about. He who does not know pity does not spare anyone who gets in his way. The one who destroyed almost the entire Night Shadows clan. The one who came for her life. But for some reason she was not afraid of him, probably simply because she was tired of this feeling. Her fear disappeared at the very moment when she passed the rite of initiation and became a she-wolf. She has changed. And now the two young people stood and someho

Little did he know that fate had intertwined his life with Emily's in ways he could never have anticipated. When Eric encountered Emily, an undeniable spark of recognition ignited within him. He felt an inexplicable draw to her, sensing a connection that transcended their individual circumstances. Unaware of Tyler's involvement with Emily, Eric's heart swelled with a newfound purpose—to protect her from his father's clutches and grant her the freedom she deserved. As the young werewolf confronted his father, Gerald's wrath and determination to maintain control only intensified. Eric pleaded with Gerald to spare Emily from the proposed forced mating, arguing that true love and happiness could

She leaned against the door, crossed her arms, and stared at me. I didn’t say anything. What was there to say? I wasn’t in the mood to listen to any of her games. She was probably here to spy on me or check if I had anything to spill for Matteo. But after a while, she spoke. “Emily is dead.” Her voice was cold, like she didn’t care what effect those words would have on me. My head shot up, and my eyes met hers. My heart stopped for a second, then started beating so loud in my ears that I could barely hear my own thoughts.

Nyah quietly reminded her, "The one speaking is the fifth young lady, and the one next to her is the fourth young lady." In no time, the fifth young Lady, Emily, had approached Emma. She wore a light blue short-sleeved gown with a delicate hairpin in her bun. She wore a gold necklace with a gemstone; her face was oval-shaped, with slightly slanted eyes and a small dot between her eyebrows. Her rosy cheeks complemented her bright smile, revealing her charming white teeth. She was genuinely endearing. Beside her was another female servant dressed in a light pink short-sleeved gown, with a face somewhat similar to Emily's but softer demeanor—she was the fourth young Lady, Erica.

The alluring girl placed the table on one side, sitting beside Emily's bed and said gently: "This is our home, you fainted and my younger brother brought you here to rest." Emily asked hesitantly, with a blurry mind: "Your younger brother is..." The gentle girl chuckled, very beautiful: "He is Winston, and I am his younger sister Ron. It's an honor to meet you, Emily." Emily's eyes slowly widened as she reached out to hold her hand, but in her mind flashed an image of something she had seen before she passed out. "Ahh!" Emily screamed loudly, pulling the blanket up to her, urgently looking at Ron: "Tail, tail, tail! I saw Hades, Winston has a cat tail!"

“What the fuck are you are doing, I say as I yank the driver's door open…. Emily’s point of view Let me introduce my supporting character. Emily Dawson, age 27 I see the opportunity, and I know I have to take this. My life and my baby's life depend on this one moment. Rex is blazing drunk. He's roaring at me as he pulls on my hair. I know he won't hurt me as he wants this baby. I also know that when the baby comes, he will kill me and leave my baby to be raised by him and the rest of his monsters.

a voice sounded. Turning back she saw a girl..According to Emily's memory this girl is Wendy, her stepsister..a few years younger.. and scheming person.. "don't you know better??" she replied casually. "You......dare to talk back with that filthy mouth of yours.."Wendy scolded. "Ah..what do you think will happen if i will go to media and tell them i cut my wrist because you make me suffered??"Emily sneered. " you !!! bit*h. " she raised her hand to slap.

Paul, our science teacher growled at the girl who was standing at the door. She(Emily) shrugged her shoulders and gave him a disgusted look. "She is Emily, hottest and the most popular girl of school and she is Lily's biggest enemy as she is dating Lily's crush, the school's hottest dude " Jessie couldn't stop herself to speak again and I looked at Emily. She had a milky complexion with long wavy brown hair and large blue eyes. I shouldn't say but she was also dressed up like a doll. Her face was covered with a lot of makeup and her dress ended to her mid thigh. Undoubtedly, she was hot and pretty.

the twins questioned, and we all glared at Tyler, who sighed deeply. “Fine! This is my girlfriend, Emily,” he said, and Emily waved at us with a smile on her face. “She is a shape-shifter, so I could sneak her in without you guys noticing,” he said, and we all glanced at each other. “Does Mum know about this?” Ryder asked, and Tyler shook his head. “Please, you cannot tell them. They will not allow me to bring her over, especially if they know she is a shape-shifter,” he said, and Ryder’s face remained hardened. “I cannot have a girlfriend until I am sixteen.”

She was young. Kael was beside her. Stella was crying. Orion was screaming. And Emily— Emily was holding a sword. The same sword the older version had dropped. She looked down. Her hands were covered in blood. Someone was standing in front of her. The First Mind. It looked afraid. Emily heard herself say: “I'll do it.” The memory shifted. The First Mind whispered: “You don't understand what you're choosing.” Emily's younger self raised the sword. “I understand.”