Emma Killed By Riley Novels & Stories

His eyes locked onto hers, sharp and focused. "You heard," he said. It wasn’t a question. Emma swallowed hard. "Caleb is dead." Ryker nodded, stepping inside. He closed the door behind him, and the sound felt too final, too suffocating. Emma's chest tightened. She took a shaky breath. "You did it, didn’t you?" His jaw twitched. "Emma…." "Don’t lie to me!" she snapped, stepping back. "I know you killed him." Ryker’s expression darkened, his hands clenching at his sides. "I didn’t."

Emily said “ I didn't want you both arguing at the event , I am sorry for that. “ Casper said “Do you know Ryan isn't dead. “ Emily said “ Am still investigating the issue , the guards involved are trustworthy and also Hardin killed him and am sure of that . What went wrong ?.” Casper asked himself “He had someone helping him , that person quickly saved him and he didn't die .” Emily explained “ Let's not talk about that now , let's talk about us. Emily am sorry for hurting you, it wasn't my intention . “ Casper said holding her hands

Emily continued, her tone shifting, “why did Sylvia almost die? That kind of noise brings attention.” I sighed. “That wasn’t the intention.” “Then what was?” “To scare her,” I said simply. “To break her confidence. To make her retreat.” Emily narrowed her eyes. “And the men?” “They went too far.” Her voice dropped. “And what did you do about it?” I looked her straight in the eyes. “I killed them.” Her breath hitched. “You… killed them?” “Yes.” “When?” she asked. “Within twenty-four hours.” Emily stared at me, stunned.

Alger ‘s POV I do not know why, but every time I see Emelia, she is suffering. The first time I saw her, she was bullied by Demian and several guards. And then later, I see her lying in bed breathlessly. And this time, I see her running to me from the bloody Cody. She was afraid and she is now sentenced to death.

Because I am sure it will be gone soon. Also, we have gathered good intel on Emma too. Raylan’s theory is strong and we think it’s correct. As per his assumption, Emma got an opportunity, and she grabbed it. When Jonas walked into my office with Riley, she freaked out and tried to lure him out, because she didn’t have enough time to clear her tracks. “If you drop your charges from her, then maybe she can explain to you,” Callum replies after a while, and I shake my head.

“I don’t know exactly what happened right now. Apparently, they were hunting a Vampire, and Elliott was killed by a Vampire Hunter.” “Killed by his own side?” Emma asked. “Like Stonewall Jackson?” I wasn’t sure who that was, so I wasn’t certain how to respond. “I don’t know,” I said. “I just know that there was some sort of an ambush or trick or something. I’ll see if Cadence will tell me more later, but as you can imagine, she’s pretty upset, too.” “Well, yeah, I would think so,” Lucy replied. “Aaron, too. They were pretty close, weren’t they?”

— “Emma!” Someone shook my shoulder hard. I gasped and sat up, heart slamming against my ribs. For several seconds I couldn’t breathe. Lily stood beside the bed, staring at me. Lily. She had died in the first year of the apocalypse. I had held her hand while the light left her eyes. But she was here. Alive. “Lily?” “Yeah? What’s wrong with you? You were screaming.” I grabbed her hand. Warm. Real. I reached for my phone with shaking fingers.

" I'm Michael. " Alexey's hands dropped on the bed as she hear the truth about her mate. " Riley is dead, I took his body. " ........................... To be continued

My body had not been cut off, but by back and the sides of my ribs tell a different story. Well, all these are ways to kill a man, but the easiest, fastest and deadliest way to kill our kid is to take his mate away. Drag her by the hand through the mud and let her bleed. Then you have successfully murdered two people, as he would never recover from that loss. I clear my throat and try to rid y head of such thought. On this cool night, the last pleasant thing I want to be thinking of, is death and dying. But my inability to see Riley for weeks now has made me quite feral.

He was the last person to serve Ethan before the collapse. The poison had passed through his hands. He was arrested immediately. During questioning, the truth began to unravel—not in fragments, but in something far more personal. “I was avenging my sister,” Jacob said, his voice low but unwavering. Her name was Emery. The room shifted. According to Jacob, Emery had once been married to Ethan Cross. To the world, her death had been ruled a suicide—a tragic ending to what appeared to be a troubled marriage. But Jacob’s voice carried no doubt.