Emma Choice Novels & Stories

Emma cried, looking embarrassed. “Em, I make great money. I invest well, I own my own advertisement firm, and i’m a silent partner in several businesses. Think of it as your future brother in law earning some brownie points, trust me I can afford it!” I winked at her. Emma continued to shake her head and I sighed. “You have to pick stuff or I’ll pick out the ugliest things possible and fill your closet with them, I promise you I’ll do it! Give me an excuse!” I joked, and she busted out laughing.

“Do you even know who our Emma is? She’s the heiress of the Xander Corporation. She’s giving you a chance, and you should be grateful. You better say yes.” “What, you want us to beat you up before you agree?” another girl sneered. Justin didn’t flinch. His icy stare locked onto the girl who spoke, completely unbothered by the threat. Emma waved a hand to hold her crew back, pretending to be generous. Then she turned to Justin again, cocky and bold.

Emma said, “but I always felt different. I might look just like Charlotte, Isabella and Angelina, but I felt like a fraud. And I wasn’t happy until I could finally accept myself and Jara.” I was so happy for Emma, she had her happy ending and she could finally be who she wanted to be. “But what about that talk we had about Alpha Osiris?” I asked softly. Emma laughed, “I thought you were asking about him for yourself. I thought you wanted my opinion because you liked him.”

Emma stood as she wiped her tears. She whispered, “I’ve made my choice.” The twins stood too. “What is it?” Kale asked. Emma turned around. Her eyes are full of pain and fire. She looked at both of them. Then at her hands. Then back at them. “My life,” she said, voice steady. Jayden stepped forward. “What?” Emma nodded. “My life.” Kale frowned. “What are you saying?” Emma held her hands again. “If the Moon Goddess wants a life to fix the balance… then she can take mine.”

she said with a sigh. He opened the car door for her, then leaned down and met her eyes. “Emma…” “What?” “The plan was never for her to like you. Just to believe you. And judging by the fact that you weren’t thrown out mid-appetizer, I’d say she did. Besides, nothing you said was wrong. And because there are no pictures of the real Camellie, she'd be left with no choice but to buy it,” Christopher said, and Emma nodded since that was true.

Emma pleaded , causing her to roll her eyes. Emma has been her roommate and ultimately her best friend right from day one in college and currently the friend she was living with till she finds a permanent solution to her predicament and Jeff might be her only way if she doesn't want anything from Alex. ********************************** It felt weird sitting in a bar while pregnant even though it was not obvious that she was, not to mention all the people giving her side eyes probably recognizing her as Alexander Marshall's ex wife. But Vanessa couldn't care less she was determined to meet Jeff and she chose to meet him there because it was the only place she could think of that doesn't remi

“We’re besties! Better than besties, we’re two halves of a whole, we’re peanut butter and jelly, ice cream and chocolate sauce, bacon and eggs…We’re the best thing to hit this pack, ever! I’ll be the action and you’ll be the smarts! We’ve got this; you’ll see.” Ember rolled her eyes with amusement at her excitable wolf. She was definitely not the strong silent type. “Pfft, of course not; the strong silent type is overrated; besides, I finally get to be heard after all this time. It’s amazing not having to sit in silence all the time and I love it.” She supposed that was to be expected; she might be more willing to talk like Lume was if people actually cared about what she had to say.

Maddox know each other to the point of an unspoken hatred between them? Emma departed from the restaurant, her footsteps laden with the burden of culpability. Glancing at her wristwatch, she noted that it was nearly 9 pm, and the chilly night air chilled her skin, causing her to shiver. As she exited the restaurant, she surveyed her surroundings before stepping away, waiting for a cab to arrive. A sleek Bentley pulled up before her, its windows rolling down to unveil Lucas, the driver. Emma's throat constricted at the sight of him; she had presumed he had departed already.

Emma asked, her voice a mix of casual curiosity and underlying anticipation as she reclined comfortably on the bed, her gaze fixed on me. I grinned broadly, my excitement bubbling over. "I managed to convince Joshua that I should join him at the office," I declared triumphantly, each word carrying the thrill of my small victory. Emma's eyes widened with surprise and delight. "No way, really?" she exclaimed, sitting up straight with newfound interest. Her earlier nonchalance had evaporated, replaced by genuine curiosity. Her reaction underscored how pivotal this step was in our plan.

Emmeline continued to explain, a glint in her eye as she dangled her words like bait in front of Amelia. Against her will, Amelia found herself paying attention to her words. Was this Emmeline’s attempt at an indirect jab about her past circumstances? Well, if so, she would be disappointed. Amelia was not ashamed of her poor origins. And she couldn’t deny that she found this charity more meaningful as she continued to explain.