Emma And Hook Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Emma nervously smiles at me. “Umm… baby, when we shift…”. I absolutely sense and understand her hesitation. “No my sweet, you are not going to be naked in front of them. They will shift separately and meet us here”. As if I would let another man oggle our mate. A look of relief comes across her face. Emma’s POV

Emma reached toward the coffee table and picked up a framed picture. It had been taken during a summer trip to the coast. Liam stood beside her with one arm wrapped around her waist. His smile was bright. Confident. Alive. A lump formed in Emma's throat. "You idiot," she whispered. A tear slipped down her cheek. "You promised you'd never leave me." The room remained silent. She laughed bitterly. Sometimes she still expected him to answer. Sometimes she still reached for her phone, expecting to see his name appear on the screen. Sometimes she dreamed he was alive.

Emma Every brain cell is fried within my head. I know nothing about being a Luna and leading a pack, but Reed is my mate, and I believe in the moon goddess! “Yes!” I squeak. “I will marry you!” His smile is breathtaking. It lights up his whole face and reaches right up to his blue eyes. “I’m glad you said yes,” he gently slips the ring onto my finger. It fits perfectly, which is scary. It’s almost as if he somehow knew my measurements.

But as Emma started to pull away, something inside me made me unable to stop myself. “Emma!” I cried, pulling her back with one hand. She jumped, and her gaze immediately turned to mine, her eyes filled with warmth and uncertainty. I pulled her into my arms, holding her tightly, as if afraid of losing this moment. “Don’t go, please. I… I don’t want you to hate me,” I said, my voice hoarse with emotion. Fear and longing flowed with every word I spoke. She remained silent, not answering, but I could feel her heartbeat near me, seeping into my heart.

When I traced her lower lip with my tongue, she melted against me, her arms winding around my neck as she deepened the kiss with a soft sigh that nearly made me forget why I needed to leave the car at all. "I can see everything from here, you know," Aiden's amused voice echoed through our mental link. “ Fuck off asshole.” I shot back, not breaking away from the kiss. He's free to watch. When I finally, reluctantly, pulled away from her lips, Emma's cheeks were already flushed pink, her lips swollen from my kisses, and her eyes held that dazed, dreamy look that made my heart slam against my ribs. "God, you're beautiful," I breathed, unable to help myself.

Hermes tells her, “No, kitten. Only your mates can turn off that heat. You are not mine.” Emma changes position and climbs on top of me, hiking up her skirt, wrapping her legs around my waist, as she says, “But I feel the sparks, William. I am yours and you are mine. Touch me, William!” She takes my hands and places them on her perfect breasts. I close my eyes and feel how the painful erection peeks out and only the thin layer of fabric of her panties separates us, while Emma rubs herself harder and harder against me. I let myself fall to the ground, but she doesn’t loosen her grip. It only strengthens it.

Because I understood what that meant, it touched a part of me and totally because he would even imply I gave him a chance to show me pain again. “What the hell! What was that for?” Anna asked me, standing there and looking at me, completely livid and confused. I stared back at her, angry and on the brink of explosion. I didn’t also understand why I was but I was. “Let down my hair? Let down my hair! How would he even think I would want to give him a piece of me again?” “Calm down Emma, what does that even mean?” She asked me and I shook my head and picked up the box, I collected the locket from her and stuffed it back in the box.

The corridors of Dark Moon estate seemed colder the next morning, the walls echoing with secrets that pressed down on Emma’s chest. She kept her head low as she walked toward the gardens, hoping the fresh air would clear the haze of last night. But nothing could erase the feel of Adrian’s lips, the taste of his defiance, or the dangerous truth they now shared. Her fingers trembled as she plucked a leaf absently from the hedge. She had never been one for lies. Yet here she was, living inside one so enormous it could destroy them all.

he asked, letting his tongue trace a line up my neck as he waited for my answer. “Yes, Damian,” I moaned, wanting him more than I’d ever wanted anything in my life. “I need to claim all of you, Emma, every part of you.” He let his hand drift down, tickling my side with his featherlight touches until his hand was resting across my lower tummy. “Including this.”

"Do you like it?" Callum brought a bunch of red roses for Emma. "Wow, beautiful. I like it; thank you, Cal." "I'm glad you like it." Callum hugged Emma from behind. He kissed the back of Emma's neck, who was kissing a rose in her arms. Emma giggled as Callum sniffed her nape. Callum ignores the environment he is in when he is with Emma. He doesn't care if many people see his action hugging, kissing or the like right now; he sniffed the back of Emma's neck. Many people around the den have seen it. They also understand because Callum has announced that Emma is Callum's woman who will likely be used as Luna in the Darkmoon Pack, who will become Callum's mate.