Emma Murdered By Riley Novels & Stories

She looks at me and then back at her husband before she pulls him closer, “It's all thanks to Callum. He saved me.” It's been years since i've seen my sister and i can't imagine how she felt thinking that i just abandoned her. “I never stopped looking for you Riles. Every day for five years I searched until the police said it was a lost cause. I can't believe you are standing here right now.” Riley starts to cry as she looks at her hand, “They told me that they killed you. They showed me a woman's body which was mutilated. Being as naive as i was back then, i never questioned it.” she says as she walks forward and hugs me again.

It was then I got to know that Emma is the Secretary to the President of the organization. I wasn't too comfortable standing with their ladies talk again. I decided to make few calls across. I heard a familiar voice that calls on me, it was Ryan. 💊 Jasmine's POV 💊 "Stop!!" I yelled as Emma and I ran to separate doc Alex from Ryan. "Let me go Jasmine, this asshole killed the baby, he caused the fire!!" Doctor Alex yelled as Emma and I struggled to hold him. "Did he really cause the fire?" I asked.

Ethan and I both looked at each other in confusion before getting out of the car We rushed over and what I saw almost made me throw up. Ethan immediately close my eyes with his palm. I can't believe what I just saw That was Emma, she's dead.

"Because I overheard one of them talking on the phone and addressing the other person as Mrs. Wales. The next day, Amelia got on the news, crying that she lost her masseuse who was very dedicated to her work and wanted a new masseuse." After saying that, Emma brought out her phone and searched for the news before playing it for Anamika to watch. Anamika laughed out loud as tears slid down her left eye. Emma watched her friend quietly and prayed she would step out of the shadows of her brother's death. At least, those words she uttered were mean but that should do the work. What Emma didn't tell Anamika was that she accidentally killed the guard who was making the call and listened to the com

Alaric's voice mocked in my head. Taking the sheets and comforter and balling them up. I walked to my door with them under my arm. Opening the door, I didn't notice Riley's scent in the hallway due to my sheets being covered in it. I stepped into the hall. I could barely believe what I could see. Emelia on the ground with Riley on top of her. Riley's hand filled with Emelia's hair. Her other hand extended and claws out. "Die trash!" Riley roared. My hand grabbed her wrist in the blink of an eye.

He slid into the couch next to him and said in a shaking voice, “Elli, you are scaring me now.” Elliot cleared his throat and said, “Yesterday, there was another attack and…” Alaric grabbed Elliot’s arms and whispered, “And…” Elliot gazed at the fire blazing in the mantel for a few moments before saying, “Emma is no more…” Alaric sat there stunned for a long time. Emma was a cute, clever five-year-old. She was so obedient. It was difficult to imagine that she had broken a rule. “What was she doing in the warring zone?”

He nods, “There's something I've been meaning to tell you,” ‘What's wrong?” I bent my neck to the side, “I,...” “Rose,” My Dad called, from behind. He, Miss B and Morris headed back to the human world. Leaving me with Emmett to come when we'd feel like. He held out his phone, walking towards me. The picture on the screen was a rough sketch of Emmett. “Your dear friend has been declared wanted for escaping from the NYC police custody and for the sudden murder of a prominent young man named Gibson,”

— “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.

His fingers shook as he swept a cold smile across the crowd. “The memory decoder is a new product. Data misalignment is normal. Maybe Finn altered the memories before he died to drag his wife down with him. After all, he’s a murderer who even dared to kill his wife's parents!” A team member burst in, face ashen, shouting, “Chief! Another murder just happened in the south district! The victim was carved up and had bones severed—the method is exactly the same!” Linda struggled to her feet. She looked at me slumped in the chair, long devoid of life, her whole body shaking.

It felt as his feelings was just fueled by the news. "The autopsy report for miss Amanda Royales is out and we seek yours and your wife attention with immediate effect." Alexander didn't wait for him to finish before interrupting. "We will be there right now." And without much being said, we set off to dress up and head to the station. While I was happy that somehow this would lead us to a clue– and even more, a hint about Jimmie's murder– a part of me couldn't shake off the eerie feeling about the outcome may be.