Emiya Alter Novels & Stories

Seeing her insane laughter, James and Thea exchanged glances. They had originally thought the child Yemima carried was related to Wyot, simply a stolen half of the Waitara Path’s soul spirit. Now it seemed that she had indeed allied with the soul spirit. Given this, there was no need to consider Wyot anymore. At that moment, Yemima’s eyes suddenly emitted two terrifying red beams. “However, I will never allow Xezal Dalibor to submit. Never!” As she spoke, she moved with terrifying speed and struck towards Xezal.

“Come here, Ema.” She looks up at Koden, but he is watching me. She stands and comes over to me. She stands in front of me and I have to admire that she stands tall, her head held high, even though her eyes are lowered in submission of my rank. “What is your rank, Ema.” “Luna, Alpha of Alphas.” “Luna?” I say and I feign surprise and look at Bastian. He raises an eyebrow and shrugs as if saying, ‘to each his own’.

" I will never hurt you again. I swear it " " It doesn't matter. '' She says, " All of this, the attraction, the hate, none of it changes anything. In the end, I am not Emelia Carter or even Emelia West. I am Emelia Walker, wife of Winter Walker and my responsibilities lie with him. I live for him now " " That doesn't mean you have to deny yourself what you want "

Stefan replied. " Are you sure she can keep this a secret?" Alpha Collen asked. " I think she can, she is Emilia from the snowpack and..." " The snowpack? They are also powerful, we can't let them know about us finding a fake mate" " I totally understand your concerns Alpha but I have done my findings of Emilia, she has had a crush on Xavier for years and she is known to be pretty much secretive. I think I would be able to convince her"

Emelia held her hand and looked at her from head to toe. She would be 17 or 18 years old, while Emelia was 22. Not much difference. The girl was cute. Pale, honey color hairs. Her eyes were honey-colored too. She was wearing a top and jeans. And those pink glistening lips. Emelia sucked in a breath. She was a BI. But mostly inclined towards girls. "I…". The girl blushed under her gaze. Her cheeks blotted in pink spots. "I am Emelia. And you are?" She stretched her hand for a hand shake.

Theodora and everyone who are watching the spectacle in front of them gasped with shock. "Brother," Theodora said softly. Why is her brother lying to the Lord? She never met her Demon. Then why is he telling that she did? "It's time you too know about your past sister," Maximilian said in resignation. "What past? What are you talking about?" the Lord still decided to act ignorant? But he does not want her to know her past. It would not do him any good, he thought darkly. "Her past where she was named Althea, the human girl for whom Azzazal jumped into the hellfire" Maximilian revealed.

Luca. Emma's scent had stayed with me since the day I kissed her at Alpha Gibson's doorstep. Although I had done it to save her from the embarrassment, it had stuck with me. She was sweet and helpful when I met her. She tried to strike up a conversation with me all through the bus ride, but I was undercover and needed to be inconspicuous. That was why I ignored her, but she was amusing. How she kept staring at me when she thought I wasn't looking was intriguing. She would often look away so I wouldn't catch her staring. As much as I wanted to get up and sit elsewhere, her scent filled my senses and gave me a calming peace. She seemed a bit timid and reserved, and I figured her Omega nature w

"Emma, the time has come to prove yourself worthy of the title bestowed upon you. You will undergo a series of trials that will test your strength, wisdom, and connection to the Moonrise Legacy." Emma nodded, her determination shining brightly through her blue eyes. She had trained relentlessly for this day, both physically and mentally, in preparation for this moment. She was ready to embrace the challenges and prove herself capable of leading her pack moving forward and protecting their sacred lineage. The first trial was the Trial of Shadows—a test of Emma's ability to navigate through the thickest of darkness and overcome her fears. High Elder Selene led her to a dimly lit chamber, where

“I need your help in tracking the fragments of the holy Nromais.” “I’m sorry but I think you have mistaken me for radar or some sort of metal detecting machine.” She was about to go back inside her shop when the man stopped him, “Marga, the Queen Aera herself sent for you.” His words stopped her. Looking back, she asked, “Princess Aera is the Queen now?” “Affirmative. About a hundred year ago.” “What about Queen Sliofe?” “She withered.” “I’m sorry to hear that.” It looks like things at Lenriad changed a lot since she went away.

Her eyes darted quickly towards Emilia who carried a smile. “It was you, wasn't it? How dare you, Emilia? How can you be so despicable to do such a thing?” Emilia turned but the hand was pointing at her. “I did nothing,” she says innocently but Clair is not ready to believe her words. It was no coincidence. “Oh come on save me that lie. I know you did it. Emilia, you must be unhappy, my husband is now Alpha and not yours, but you did not have to tarnish my image to prove it” Emilia carried a smile, her visage not warm and serene.