Novel & Cerita Emma Sano

Moving on to her second, she inquired, "Mr. Asmo, who are you to Maria?" Asmo was taken aback by the question. What kind of question was that supposed to be? He attempted to discern the woman's underlying motive. What was the purpose of this sensitive question? He had to respond, but he needed to be cautious. Sister Cassandra didn't seem like the type to quiz people for mere pleasure. Asmo endeavored to delve into her mindset. She possessed mental strength, but he identified a vulnerability. Sister Cassandra was a zealous woman of God, yet she also bore great pride. This pride in her accomplishments and the orphanage was ungodly enough for Asmo to catch a glimpse of her soul.

“When I saw your name on my phone, I almost didn’t pick up. But something told me I needed to hear what you had to say.” Emma smiled faintly, the familiar warmth of their old connection beginning to stir. They had once been so close, able to read each other with a single glance, but so much had changed. Now, it felt like they were two people standing at the edge of something fragile, not sure if they should step forward or step back. Now am the CEO of a company i don’t own, she said. How is that possible? Sam asked. Emma sigh, am as confused as you are. I was employed as personal assistant to Mrs Williams, but Jeff showed up with his threat.

“I’m Elijah’s mate. I’m the only one who can give you what you want.” Serena sighs, shaking her head. “Be patient, darling.” She gestures toward Zoe lazily. “Your friend is merely a temporary solution.” A sharp chill skates down my spine. “What do you mean?” I demand. Serena rolls her eyes like she’s growing bored. "Oh, come now. You already know." She waves a hand toward Zoe. "Unfortunately, Zoe isn’t mated to an Alpha. But..." Her lips curl in satisfaction. "She is mated to a Beta, and her soul—along with her six precious little lives growing inside her—is only enough to buy me a few hundred years. I want to be immortal, darling."

EMMA God, the air in the house felt thicker than the humid summer night pressing against the windows. I was still buzzing from dinner—too much wine, too many lingering looks, and way too much skin on display. I’m Emma, twenty-one, fresh out of college with a body I knew turned heads: tight, athletic from years of running and yoga, perky C-cup tits that loved showing off under thin tank tops, and an ass that filled out my tiny cotton shorts perfectly. But tonight, the real heat wasn’t coming from outside. It was coming from her—my stepmom Sarah—and him—my stepbrother Jake.

It’s weird, it’s like she took the darkness with her. Emerson and Brjent stare openly at me, Farkas seems just as blown away as I am by the strangeness of it all. “Who was that?” He asks no one in particular. “That was Nanako Jimmu, youngest daughter to the first emperor of Japan and a very deadly member from the Band of Blood. This changes the entire situation Santiago, this isn’t good, not at all.” Emerson says breathless.

Sam Style Ramos is an introvert person that captivated the heart of his ultimate avid fan. Sam’s grandmother is gravely ill , devoting himself and all of his effort to make her live longer even at the midst of Covid-19. By the help of the CAM application CEO, it opens a new opportunity for him. Mike as an avid fan helps Sam from his hardship and suicidal thoughts. The application makes sure Sam is the hottest streamer. By that time, he learned to strip off and entered the gay life which Mike Aquino Bautista tremendously waiting for. Thus, the application and heartbreak that damaged his entire life, will it give way for his heart to accept Mike without any hesitations?

JILLIAN “Who is Carina?” The doctor asked leaning a bit closer. “She is my proof,” I answered confidently. The doctor took his laptop of the bag he has with him and typed things on it. “What is her surname?” I realized I don’t know that I can’t answer. My stepmom’s smirk made me grin. “Suero,” Angelo whispered. “Suero,” I said smirking back to my stepmom. The doctor continued doing whatever he is doing and turn the laptop to me. There are arrays of pictures of woman with the same name on the screen. It’s an online site with tons of users. I pointed at her picture, so the doctor clicked on it.

I continue with my eating, making sure I don’t waste the delicious food. “If I may ask, what’s that stone for anyway? It has to be so important that you have to kidnap me and hold me ransom.” I wipe my mouth with a napkin as I set the rest of the wasting utensils away. Santino stares at his brother, and Maximo nods his head. “We are not from here, Samantha.” “Duh…” “No, you don’t get it,” Maximo cuts me off. “We are not from here, meaning earth.”

JB's forehead furrowed for a moment. "Why? Did the directors make it difficult for both of you?" "No, it's just that this junkass saw his long-time crush. Remember Celestina Heuvelton? Our university’s campus muse? A fucking gorgeous girl joined Miss Manila?" Elyano asked. JB's eyebrows furrowed as he remembered the girl his friend was talking about. "Ah! I remember," he snapped when he remembered the girl. "What about her?" he asked curiously.

(Italian Translation: Uncle) "Alessandro, good to see you!" A woman peered through the door with a baby in her arms which I assumed to be Lynn and Sienna. Lynn was absolutely gorgeous. She had brown hair with blonde highlights, and her skin was flawless damn, this family has a good genes. "And you must be Cassandra She turns to face me and her face has a wide loving smile. "I would hug you but I have a grumpy little girl in my arms". "It's nice to meet you Lynn," I said, and I could see Enzo staring at me from the corner of my eye.