Emma Myers Siblings Novels & Stories

People don't change, they just mask up their bad habits and careless lifestyle with innocent and charming looks, feigning trustworthiness in order to hurt foolish people who're stupid enough to fall victims for their lies and deceits. - From the diary of Katherine Amelia Jones - LATER TODAY, I came to know all the names of the Mckenzie siblings. The redhead is Sam. Curly hair boy is Evans. Dirty blonde hair boy is Max. Salt pepper hair, of course I know her stupid name is Sarah.

I decided to give a call to Emma hoping she might bring me the documents that I was meant to be signing. “Hi, You! How are you feeling now?” She answered as soon as she picked up. “Bit Drowsy but okay. Are you coming through later?” I asked her. “No. Unfortunately, Michael took…” “Michael? Please tell me that you must be joking right now” I expressed my displeasure knowing that I hated the guts of that guy. Don’t get me wrong, his my brother but his a dick. “Well of course. You are not the only sibling I have. The sooner you realize that the better” She affirmed as I rolled my eyes.

She finished and held my hands. “Trust me on this one my dear, things are going to go as planned and you won’t have any reasons to regret. Your happy days are here!” “Thanks mom, these words mean a lot to me. If I may ask, how many of them would be coming over?” I asked her. “I’m not exactly sure of that but about six of them were present at the court on that day.” She replied. “What are their names and who are they?” I asked again. “Max is your father’s elder brother, Jenny his kid sister and her twin Patric, Jenny’s husband Simon and their kids, Alex and Brenda. They are twins as well.” She told me smiling.

[Hello, Em…] "Dad! What happened? Why…why is Ethan in the company? Why is he the CEO? Dad, I worked hard on that position!" I couldn't help but angrily lash out on him because I couldn't accept it. I even sold myself to get the company back and now it fell on that douchebag's hands? I can't believe this. [Now is the time to give your brother a chance, Em—] "He's not my brother, dad!" [Emery, he is your brother! And why do you still want to be the CEO of our company? You're already married to a rich man. You didn't even tell me that it's Terrence Gray you married and not Mr. Jones. You lied to me.]

Unknown number. I almost didn't answer. But something made me. "Hello?" "Ms. Winters? This is Emma Lancaster. Flynn's sister." My breath caught. "Emma." "I just found out. About everything. About what Flynn did. About the immunity. About you helping me." "You don't need to thank me." "Yes, I do. My brother destroyed your life. And you saved mine anyway. That's grace I don't deserve." "You didn't do anything wrong. You shouldn't pay for his crimes."

I let myself grieve the family I had thought I had. My sister. Not the woman she had turned out to be, that grief was different and older and I would deal with it on its own terms in its own time. The sister I had grown up believing she was. Eleven years of shared bedrooms and borrowed clothes and the twin language we had developed, those slight, specific signals that only the other one understood, the way you could be across a crowded room and catch her eye and have an entire conversation in the tilt of a chin. That sister. The one who had sat beside me at every pack event and who had known my face better than I knew it myself because you spent your whole childhood studying the face that wa

Her mother’s face had gone deathly pale while the father trembled as he stepped between us. “Alpha King Valerian,” the father began, his voice cracking. “This is a terrible misunderstanding. We had no idea Arabella would do something so reckless. Nyra here insisted on taking her sister’s place. She convinced her to run. We tried to stop it, but she—” “Enough,” I said quietly.

"Sis, I thought about just calling you, but I didn’t expect to see you here so soon." Those words were like ice-cold water poured over Ethan, immediately extinguishing every bit of emotion he’d felt. He turned to Samantha mechanically. "Sis?" Samantha smiled sweetly. "Ember’s my half-sister. That’s why I made sure to invite her to share in our joy. Ethan, you know my sister, don’t you?" Ethan felt as if he’d fallen into a freezing abyss. So Emerald hadn’t come here to plead or ask for anything. He’d completely misread her intentions, saying all sorts of things earlier. The woman he intended to marry was her own biological sister. This relationship…

Emily announced and that brought little Gabriel and his sisters back to reality. Little Gabriel faked a cough and finally said something, "Hi, it's nice to meet you all. I'm Gabriel and I'm 13 years old, same with my sisters. These are my sisters…..". "Hi, I'm Chloe". "Hello, I'm Lora". "And I'm Emberly, I mean, I'm Ember. My sisters, my brother and I are quadruplets". Ember announced and her eyes ignited a little out of excitement. "Wow! Did you see what happened with her eyes?! That was cool!". Henry stood up from where he was sitting and went to Ember's side immediately. "How did you do that?". He questioned and his eyes sparkled in anticipation as he waited to hear what Ember reply would

“She’s your mate?” “Yes.” “Does she know?” “No.” “When are you going to tell her?” “Not until she trusts me, which she doesn’t.” I tune into the bathroom and realize that in less than five minutes, my mother already has the name of both Maeve’s siblings, something that she refused to tell me. Meadow is M. Meadow and Tate. Fifteen and 13, meaning they were 12 and 10 when their parents were murdered. My sisters are kind, sweet and gentle, just like our mother, so I’m not surprised when I continue to hear sniffles and smell salty tears coming from the bathroom.