Emma Macdonald Age Novels & Stories

Kirra asked. “Not on your life,” Emma replied. “Come on,” Kirra wheedled. “I bet you get a hell of a discount.” “It’s not the cost of them,” Emma said as she pulled into the drive-thru lane of McDonald’s. “It’s the fact that you’re not yet old enough to drink.” Kirra snorted. “Like that stops me.” “Kirra,” Emma began but stopped when the speaker box of the drive-thru crackled to life.

' 'My angel…' Emma was tired of hearing these words from her mother. Mrs. Garcia always wanted to raise her daughter to become an actual princess in real life. Emma has lived in the family castle since childhood, wholly isolated from the outside world, and she is like a doll in a glass cage. No one can touch her... Emma wanted so badly to escape that suffocating castle, she had thought about it, but she was still too young…Emma was only 16 years old.

Emma Montgomery walked in on her father's arm, smiling fakely even though she didn't want to be there. Emma hated these stuck-up high society parties. She couldn't stand having small talk with snobby social climbers while also trying to get potential investors interested in her family's real estate company, Montgomery Corporation. At twenty-five years old, Emma's life path was already set - she was the heir who had to take over the multi-billion dollar business from her father one day, whether she liked it or not.

"This is my second son, Donald Arnold. Just call him Donald." "He is indeed talented and handsome. I heard from your mother that you have achieved great academic success. You've already taken several doctorate degrees abroad." Donald politely smiled, "That's all because of luck." "You are awesome." Emma praised. "Emma is 23 years old right now, and she just returned from studying abroad. She studies in the field of beauty, and in the future, she will inherit the beauty salon in my hands and become my successor." "Your beauty salon is one of the best in the world. Emma, your future is bright as well!" When Madam Arnold heard that Emma had such ambitions, she liked her a lot.

Taint her, ravage her or maybe kill her too. Emma let out a shaky breath having no idea what to do. How mature and strong can a twenty-two years old be? Despite performing big responsibilities, she was still young and innocent. She had never met people like him before. She knew the world was a terrible place for the weak but he was setting up a whole new example of being bad.

Tenison stated. "Who may you be by the way?" He questioned confused. "Sorry, my bad I'm Miss Imelda Ampomaah, the new teacher." She smiled showing her white teeth and her dimples. Imelda was slim and curvy. She had dark oily skin and was 5'8 ft tall. She had dimples which showed when she talked and smiled. "Nice to meet you, Imelda." He added shaking her hands. "Daddy!" Maakua exclaimed as she runs to her dad raising her hands for him to carry her.

Emma rubbed her shoulder and the way she said it made Valerie smile. "Look at you, little kid, what do you know about love?" "What do you mean by that? I'm just 19, I'll be twenty next year and I'll have gotten to the age of marriage, so why do you think I'm too young for love?" Emma gave her a type of look when she asked.

“Hello ma’am,” A maid curtsied, she stood in front of Emelda’s cell. Emelda took a quick sweep of the girl, she was about sixteen years old. her clothes were ragged but clean. Her head was wrapped in a large scarf and from the bulge of the scarf, Emelda could tell that the maid’s head held a mass of hair. “Hello.” Emelda walked towards the gate, she placed her hands on the bars of the cell gate that locked her in.

Nick dismissed Maverick with his finger motion and then opened the file. Name: Emma Watson Age: 26 years Education: Normal academic education with top grades. Family background: A single child of her parents and currently living alone in New York. Nick read it all and called Maverick in his office. “What happened?” Asked Maverick by entering Nick's office. “Are you sure that you got all her information?” Asked Nick, getting suspicious. “Yes, that's what our private investigator gave us.” Replied Maverick, feeling it totally normal. “Maverick, this is either fake or incomplete.” Replied Nick with confidence in his tone.

"Oh, there's sauce on the corner of your mouth, Bella." I was about to clean it up, but she was already wiping the corner of my mouth with a wet tissue. The woman showed me the correct meatball sauce stain in my mouth with a smile. I had no choice but to thank her softly. "You're adorable, Bella, so cute. How old are you now?" She asked, looking at me curiously. I unconsciously looked at Sean and turned to Emma. "I'm 21." "Still young, huh? How has your life been so far? Have you met many guys around and dated?" Emma asked again with two things at once. "You should try dating as much as possible before settling down with one person for life."