Emily Young Twilight Novels & Stories

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.”

We're supposed to meet at 1pm but I've been waiting for half an hour already and no one showed up yet. Anyway, just an introduction. I am Emily Blair Nitori, a senior high school student in Golden Oak School for the Elites. Yeah I know. I'm not a pure blooded Japanese. My mother is Russian and my dad is a Japanese. I am the only daughter of Akito and Emilia Nitori. Well, I have another sibling who's 10 years younger than me. I am also the only girl in my father's side which makes me the center of attention and their protection. Since I am the only girl in the family, they are strict and very protective of me.

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.

But for some peculiar reason, Sarah Poleman, a seventeen-year-old brunette, and his boyfriend—Charlie Mantial, find it less disturbing to jump over the laid out rules and ran within the path vociferously, stomping hardly on the wetted moss and letting the whip-cracking branches of blackberry trees slap their faces as they continued sprinting like some kids released on a playground. The whole circular forest had been cast by the pitch darkness of the night and the flashlight that served as their guide to get through the path didn't lessen the pure blindness. Sarah didn't seem to mind the foreboding danger around them, though. It thrilled her even. Seeing herself alone at the center of the for

All she did was offer them a smile as Laura guided her into the VIP room next to the holy chamber where unifications for werewolves were being held. Tyler entered the VIP room, looking so handsome in his white tux. He approached Emily and was quite stunned to see her. “Seems like my Camille had done a great job styling you,” Tyler said. “Congratulations in advance, our dear Luna.” Emily leaned back on the couch, folding her arms against her chest. “Don’t call me that. My decision might change and run away from this fucked up fiasco.” “Emily,” Tyler said warily. Meanwhile, Laura only laughed on the other couch.

He then remembered that Brian was wearing his clothes and Emily was still a baby werewolf who was learning to use her heightened abilities, so, she only took the scent of Edmund on the clothes and didn’t pay attention towards Brian’s own scent. On the other hand, as soon as drink arrived, Emily clapped her hands, “We are going to drink together, baby” Edmund knew it was not a great idea but he didn’t stop her. Emily happily poured the wine in two glasses. “One shot!” She shouted excitedly. “It’s not beer or vodka, it’s wine!” Edmund looked at her weirdly while taking a small sip. Emily held his hand and made him drink the whole content of the glass in one go, “So what? Drink it completely. Y

It was a tale of love and sacrifice, of the choices that defined the fate of their kind. As the elder's words reached their crescendo, a profound realization washed over Emily. She was not merely a bystander in this unfolding narrative; she was an integral part of the ancient prophecy, the missing piece that could tip the scales in favor of harmony or chaos. Fear mingled with determination as Emily accepted her role as the chosen one. She understood that her path would be fraught with challenges, that sacrifices would need to be made, and that the weight of the world rested upon her shoulders. But she was ready to embrace her destiny, fueled by a sense of purpose and the love that bound her

Emily said, her expression reflecting her concern. "It's cool; I'm not lonely," Ashley reassured her. "That's because I'm still with you, silly," Emily playfully rolled her eyes. "Are you planning to leave me?" Ashley chuckled. "Never. Come look at the hottest guy at Elite High School, Thorian Blackwood," Emily said, taking out her phone to show Ashley pictures of Thorian.