Emiya Alter Novels & Stories

He could put on rags and still make it look like a clothing for the runway. Emilia was dressed in a purple summer dress that stop at the middle of her thighs paired with black flats to compliment. Her hair was let down today, dancing with the wind. Like Liam, she also had a pair of sunglass but hers was used as a band for her hair. “ Of course Lucia.” Emilia replied Lucia with a huge smile on her face. Liam was at the side talking to his father. It looked like they were having a serious conversation but Emilia decided not pry too much.

Damien shot him a glare, "What do you mean? You think Emmaline, an eighteen-year-old girl can win over me. She is still in transformation Zion; her wolf is even dormant. I have heard her complaining to her wolf, Reina multiple times." Zion scoffed and walked closer to him, "You only see things which Emma wants you to see. She herself is unaware of her powers, Alpha. Madam is doing the right thing by provoking her again and again so that her real self can break through her shell and we can finally solve this mystery. But I agree with Alpha, we should stop feeding Luna wolfsbane and let her evolve. Who knows if she is a Lycan?"

“Sir, I have no idea who you think I am—” He laughed, bitter. “You’re not going to fool me again.” But something was off. The fear in her eyes wasn’t calculated—it was real. “I’m Emilia,” she said slowly. “Emilia Moretti. I don’t know you, and I think you’ve mistaken me for someone else.” “now you tell me your name?” he laughed with so much darkness and evil. Their conversation was interrupted when Liam, Emilia’s boyfriend approached them, and she freed herself from his grip

Emelia saw it happen like ann uncontrolled transformation she distracted the beast biting on its tail as it tried to wiggle free continuously she held in tighter the beast clawed at itself as Alice and Albert charged at t the creature with a spell of souls Alice chanted it,, again and again, the sky broke out as lighting struck the creature it roared in pain as it changed its form back to human Lena laid there weak of her powers solemn and pleading for her life Emelia looked on with a swipe she ripped her head from her body “mercy was never given to my mate” she whispered

I say nodding my head at Elijah's younger brother. Emilio Camorra, 20, he wasn't all that bad like the rest. Though I had never really spoken to him, he was always smiling and waving at me, Mira said he was a reputation, so when she says someone in her family is nice, I believe her. "You're looking well rested" Emilio says taking a seat on one the island chair stools. "I'm supposed to look miserable after just a few hours of marrying into your family, thanks for the heads up" I say nodding my head and giving my attention to my laptop.

All along she was the woman Gale was going to marry that I never got to meet. “ Gale was going to marry you, my best friend “ I whispered more to myself as reality hit me like a hard blow. “Amelia, Gale’s family and mine broke an old relationship they always had because of you, Gale isn’t talking to his mother because of you “ Becca added now staring at me with deep meaning in her eyes “ Leave Gale Amelia, break up with him, they are many men out there for you “ she added and I looked up again. This person that was like a sister to me with a heart so black and a stink of selfish ness all over her body.

The one who changes so much five years ago, Alliah. “That’s enough, it’s alright now Alliah.” “Daniela, they are a meanie.” Emie took a deep breath, a bit had enough of this charade and fakery that she is seeing. Yet, she can’t help but endure everything of it for now. For it is all according to plan and she needed to protect Daniela no matter what.

Emelda joined her grandmother, Yemanja in the living room. Yemanja was seated by the fireplace, her legs wrapped in a huge duvet. Emelda had just gotten back from the woods but had told her grandmother something different. She had lied to her grandmother about her location but by the look on Yemanja’s face as Emelda approached, she could tell that her grandma had already caught her in the lie. “so how was your visit to Calista?” Yemanja eyed Emelda. Calista was Emelda's friend, she was a wolf, not a hybrid like Emelda.

“Ema, you will betray your original pack. Consider what you’re doing. That’s not you—that’s not the friend I’ve ever known, the person I left my life with.” Ema’s hands shook a bit to make the proper manipulation of the werewolf’s wolfsbane solution. She didn’t look directly at Amelia and her words were as low as possible. ‘I am so sorry, Amelia’, Ema said. ‘I am so, so very sorry indeed, but this is quite out of my control’.

Liam nodded his head, “Everything is changing, it's like a butterfly effect. But, in the midst of everything that's happening, who is in the middle?” My eyes widened slowly, “Emelia.” Her name left my lips with a sharp breath. “That's right. I'm thinking that Emelia also experienced what we are experiencing. She's seeing the same dreams of better still, she was reborn.”