Emma Idv Novels & Stories

So something is already injected into their bodies that no one wants to see or know. Ranks are based on letters, with A being the first, followed by the next. Ameira was ranked first because her body was the most powerful, and when it comes to intelligence, she has the highest IQ among the rest. That's why she became the special subject of every experiment and was too horrible to remember her past. She doesn't want to remember any part of her past.

Then she noticed Emma, looking around the house in awe. "Can I live here?" She asked, staring at the huge and beautiful house in awe. "Aren't you a cutie pie?" Madison said, pinching her cheeks. "I totally am," Emma said with a grin. "Oh my. A TVD fan??" Madison asked, seeing Emma's tee shirt. "You watch TVD?" Emma asked excitedly. She absolutely loves to talk about TVD and she has only started watching the show recently. She had instantly fallen in love with the show and had ordered many tee shirts from an online site.

Connor’s POV — Sunday Sunday mornings never used to feel like this. Usually, it was quiet, a little too quiet, with my dad off somewhere making speeches or working . But today, I was awake early, My phone’s on the nightstand, buzzing with texts from the group chat — Liam sending memes, Ethan begging someone to bail him out of brunch with his grandparents — but I scroll straight to Emma. staring at her number like it held the answers to something I hadn’t even known I was asking.

she breathed, relief flowing all over her. Adriel's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression curious. "What's so important about that diary, Emma?" he asked, his voice gentle. Emma's eyes darted up to meet his, her mind racing with excuses. "It is just...it is my personal journal," she stammered. "I write down my thoughts and feelings in it. It is really important to me." Adriel's expression softened, his eyes filled with understanding. "I get it," he said. "I respect your privacy, Emma."

Emma explained. “Well, your achievements are quite impressive but regrettably, I don’t believe you possess the necessary qualification for the job.” Ms Anderson said as she handed over Emma’s CV to her. "But I C-Can…. Before Emma could finish her sentence, Ms Anderson abruptly interrupted, “I’m sorry, you are not what this company needs.”

I tried remembering details, no, they only asked for my email. "No" I mumbled and he stared at me confused. "It's not possible, you must have given out your number" he said. "Maybe because I'm a scholarship student" I said and he paused. "Scholarship student?" He queried staring at me strangely. "Yes" I answered. "The school doesn't offer scholarships" he dropped the bombshell and my mouth went wide open in shock. What???

I forwarded it to Eva with a message. "The world knows you have claimed me now. So I am never letting you go 🥰. -D"

"What did you say my father really is?" I pushed myself up from the ground, my knees barely holding me after two sleepless days and nights. All the cameras were on me. The livestream viewer count was closing in on ten million. "I'm not targeting anyone personally. But national security comes first. The descendant of a criminal—" "Are you done?" I cut her off. Miriam's smile froze. "This is an Orphan Adoption Certificate issued by the Department of Social Services in 2007. Adopted individual: Emily Wertheimer, formerly Emily Carter. Adoptive parents: James Wertheimer and Susan Marshall."