Emma Mackey Blonde Novels & Stories

if it isn't our little katty, seems you've got a new friend " one of the blonde hair girls with two girls behind her stood front of us she had her own Elegance as her blonde hair did a flip "leave me the hell alone!!" the girl which I later found out to be katty screamed "Asshole!" The blonde hissed and walked out budging my shoulder as she walked, I turned to grab her hair but katty stoped me She shook her head "you wouldn't want to do that " "why not!?" I eyed her "what's your name?, seems like you are new" she questioned " Am Emerald" KATTYS POV

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Amelia Grant and Ethan Blackwood. What a lovely surprise." I turned to see Emma Mitchell, the tabloid journalist, sauntering towards our table, a smug smile playing on her lips. She was tall, with piercing blue eyes that held a glint of mischief. Her presence sent a chill down my spine, knowing the damage she could inflict with her words. "Ethan, Amelia, may I join you?" she asked, sliding into the seat opposite us without waiting for an invitation. "What do you want, Emma?" Ethan's voice dripped with a mixture of caution and irritation.

Though she pretended to be a saint in front of the whole family she was the worst nightmare in Valencia’s life. She had an affair with Valencia's mate. Emma always harms herself and tells everyone that it's Valencia who did it. She can't stand her presence. Valencia was as beautiful as Snowwhite. And her long mid thigh strawberry blonde hair, sky blue eyes. She was the most beautiful girl in the Blood Moon Pack. After she came back to her pack Emma lost her identity. Now she hasn't the power she used to have when Valencia wasn't there. So Emma despised her. And to get rid of her she hired someone to kill her. And she succeeded too.

the blonde girl with fake eye lashes said as she chew her gum, I didn’t like her in the first place, to me she was like this type of a girl who was just fake from the word go, she was not good for Alyssa, I didn’t like her for Alyssa “As if we didn’t miss her, I also missed you and who is this cute over here, don’t tell you have dumped that fucker for this cute guy, this is my type, you can always go back to Mike by the way, leave him for me” she said as she came to where I was and hugged me, it came unexpected but I hugged her anyway “Hi, I’m Maeve” she said with a smile that I almost got lost in “I am Dylan, nice to meet you Maeve” I said and she smiled, the other blonde just looked at me

Emma found herself engrossed in a world she had only dreamed of, as the lines between reality and myth blurred before her eyes. Lost in her research, Emma became aware of a strange sensation stirring within her—a pull toward the moonlit sky outside her window. She felt a surge of energy, an unfamiliar strength coursing through her veins. Her reflection in the mirror caught her attention, and she approached it with a mix of fear and exhilaration. Gazing at her own image, she noticed a subtle change, a flicker of amber flecks amidst her once-vibrant blue eyes. Her heart raced as the truth dawned on her!

Emma’s POV The office was alive with its usual rhythm, a steady hum of activity that felt both comforting and ordinary. Phones rang incessantly, keyboards clattered as my coworkers typed furiously, and the scent of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air. At my desk, I flipped through a stack of reports, checking for errors. Everything seemed ordinary, just another Monday morning filled with the comforting predictability of work. “Emma.” Rachel’s voice floated over the cubicle wall. Her vibrant red curls peeked into view as she leaned over with her signature grin, “Please tell me you’ve seen the updated draft for the Peters campaign, it’s a disaster, isn’t it?”

She would have had her head a long time ago. “She left. Why are you upset about it?” she asked, crossing her arms as she walked toward me. Her blonde hair and brown eyes met my green ones. Shaking my head, I walked past her without saying a word. “It is not like she's of any importance; she's nothing but an Omega.”

Why did I fail to control my tears, why am I so vulnerable like this, why was so overcome by the pain in me. “Miss..” I heard that deep voice again, as a hand was placed on my shoulder. My eyes snapped up to it and I finally turned to it’s owner. Even though my vision was blur there was no way, I could miss the bluish grey eyes that looked at me with worry, wavy blonde hair and high cheek bones. He was very handsome but he was not my Gale. “Amy..” I looked up name at the sound of that voice. Becca looked at me with worry and I got back on my feet holding out the papers to this man.

AMEIRA is on her way to the convenience store where she works. Everything you need for your home is already there, such as food, materials, and paint. Her hands were in her pockets as she headed to work. She wore a long black cloak, which she used to wear so that she would not be recognized. Maybe she didn't want anyone to recognize her identity because her beauty undeniably grabs attention, she doesn't know why.

All the photos were monochromatic. "Shawn, your study date is here!" Bryce shouted. "Dad!? I told you, she's my study 'partner'!" Shawn shrieked back, sounding embarrassed. "Date, partner. Sounds all the same to me." Scarlett lightly flustered and tented her fingers. "I'm only joking." Bryce deeply chuckled before walking towards the lounge. Someone then ran down the wooden steps and bounced right in front of the rubicund teen. It was a girl, she was younger than Scarlett, maybe 10 years old. She wore a flowery patterned night dress. But unlike Bryce and Shawn, she had blonde hair. "Hi, I'm Emma!"