Emily Young Twilight Novels & Stories

Sebastian immediately let go of my hand, as if all our memories and moments together had been erased. Instinctively, I followed my husband's gaze, which was fixed on Emily. She had just turned eighteen, and her wolf, Ayla, had recently awakened. Her beauty was stunning, with bright green eyes and blonde hair cascading in curls down to her waist. She had undoubtedly inherited our mother Johanna's beauty, who was sitting beside us at the table, as shocked as the rest of the guests, all waiting for my reaction.

replied Emma. "What happened to her?" "She suffers from severe weakness due to less blood in her body." "She needs to get well by Thursday." "Why?" asked Emma, confused. "It's my eighteenth birthday." "You are already eighteen?" "Yes. How old are you?" "I will turn seventeen in January." "It's good that you are younger than me. I don't think it would be cool to romance someone older." 'I don't think it would be cool to romance a vampire pretending to be a human.' thought Emma.

I hear a voice yell from the bedroom. I don't know who it is. But I think it's Emily. "I'll be out in a second!" I replied. I turn the shower water off and rush to get ready. "Oh, good! There you are. Like he said, you dress like a fourteen year old girl who's in love with Justin Bieber.' And so here I am! if you're going to be Luna you need to dress better." She greets. I stare at her for a long time. She has medium length blonde hair and vibrant green eyes. Any girl would be beyond jealous of her. She's perfect. "Um-uh, well-I-" Emily cuts me off. "Okay, listen. You're going to love me today. I won't be mean like Jack but I also won't be the nicest werewolf in the pack either." Emily infor

Emma whistles and Emily blushes crimson red, walking towards us. “Do you think Ethan will finally notice me today?” Emily asks me softly, her eyes particularly focused on me, Emily has this huge crush on Ethan, Emma’s twin brother since we were kids but she can’t muster up the courage to tell him, and Ethan is always with different women every day, today his date is someone named Kayla, who has five million followers on i*******m.

she adds as she holds my hands and caresses my cheek. "Ut, how did you get here, Em? I don't understand?" I was ready to answer, but Ty cane behind us, wrapping his arms around my waist and exposing my mark as he kissed it. "She's my mate, Emma. Emily is the girl I told you about." her eyes widen as she gasps. "Oh, my goddess. It all makes perfect sense now. Gosh, I was afraid you were talking about Emily, as in our pack member Emily!" she says making Ty chuckle.

"How would you do that?" Emily shrugs, grabbing herself a cup and pouring coffee in it. She lowers her voice an octave, making sure no one will overhear her. "I am a werewolf, remember?" she tells the coffee, much to the delight of her wolf Star, because it is not always Emily gets to acknowledge herself as such. ~

After looking at her picture, the first thing that caught his eye was how his wolf liked her. Emily Horton was a young lady of almost twenty-five. She had copperish red hair and was slightly on the paler side with light freckles. However, her most attractive feature had to be those sparkling sapphire-like eyes. They were a shade richer than Oliver’s and reminded him a little of Ambrose. The wolf in Richard was drawn to her helplessly from just a picture. It was excited to meet her.

She ran quickly. Emily went after the young girl. While chasing her child counterpart, she's having a good laugh. For the first time, ever since she became a spirit, she's finally having fun. Her legs passed through the sunflowers. A group of butterflies are flying around them. Emily finally caught her younger self. She tapped her shoulder. "Tag you're it!" She started running again and her younger self went after her. After hours of playing tag. The two of them finally got tired. They decided to lie down the filed and look at the beautiful clouds above them. Emily's younger self lied on her arm.

Emily uttered as she styled my hair, a ponytail style just like hers. As we both stared at the long mirror that stood in front of us, anyone staring at us from a distance would say we're twins. "This is going to be my best day in my vacation in a werewolf land" Emily whispers into my ears as we walked out of my room. "Where are you guys going?"

She still had to go shopping, and Emily, being the sweet, supportive twin sister, was coming with her. Elena was throwing on a pink crop top to match the blue jean she was wearing when Emily burst in without knocking. "Ready?" she said, poking her head in first before coming in and shutting the door behind her. "You know, at some point in your life, you're really going to have to learn how to knock before going into people's rooms." Emily rolled her eyes and leaned against the wall. "Relax," she said, "Like Damon said in the Vampire Diaries, 'if I see something I haven't seen before, I'll throw a dollar at it,"