Emma Too Novels & Stories

Pretty smart, I know. "Well if its isn't my good friend jack who else would be disturbing me at this hour."A tall man walked in . "Am sorry for my disturbance."He said bowing. "You are forgiven,did you bring me a snack as a Compensation."He said staring at Bethany lustfully. "Well no she is a friend ,she escaped from Mr B property o thought I should bring her ."he said. "You must be pretty smart to get pass his security."he said surprised. "Its no big deal ,I just had to wait for the right time."I said.

Nathan's POV The day before my flight to HQ in Utheria, Emma returned, holding a mango cake. "I got this for you from Cyrenza," she said. I shook my head. "I'm not eating it." At my words, a trace of impatience clouded Emma's features. "What's wrong? You're not mad again, are you? I was just on a business trip with Keegan. Does it really bother you this much? Can't you just—"

You barely know this girl for a couple of months and already falling for her. I swallowed the lump in my throat and turned away. “You can do whatever you want. Let me know if you are going out.” “Oh, I’m not going out.” Thank fuck. I could go back to my home and make sure Caleb hadn’t burned it down or worse—Sean hadn’t moved in. I didn’t want to be around a certain minx who makes me feel like a teenager— “We are going out,” Emma said, and before walking out of the gym, she looked back. “Wear something casual, Cillian. You’re going to receive your reward.” Fuck me.

"Yes, it's them." Suddenly, Ema pushed me aside. She rolled up her uniform sleeves to her elbows. "Okay, I'll take their order." "Wait, didn't Anton say you're a Grayson fan from Frost Maple?" Ema grimaced and waved her hand in the air. "After he played with Grayson yesterday, I think I like him too. Well, even though he lost, he's very attractive." I shook my head at her behavior. How could she, who was usually calm and elegant, act like that when she saw her idol?

"And don't forget we need to leave for photos in an hour." Nineteen-year-old Emma appeared in the kitchen, already dressed in her bridesmaid's dress – a soft sage green that complemented her dark hair and brought out the gold flecks in her eyes. She had just started her sophomore year at the state university, studying to become a teacher like Bella, though her focus was on elementary education. "Has anyone seen Grace?" Emma asked, adjusting the sleeves of her dress. "She was supposed to be getting ready, but her room is empty."

Emma thought he was really, really hot. Dammit.

she asked sweetly, chin resting on her palm like she was about to enjoy a slow-burning telenovela. I covered my face with my hands. Because everything I did last night was a problem. But I wasn’t ready to confess that. Not yet. Emma tapped the basket. “Well, I found this outside your door. And if it’s from Matthew, then… girl, we might be planning a wedding.” I lifted my head, groaning. “Don’t start.” She laughed. “Is this the Ms. N I know? The woman who terrifies half the lawyers in the courtroom? The one who can mesmerize an entire panel after one argument or leave opposing counsel looking like they forgot their own name?”

The crowd parted a bit as we stepped closer, but she was only moving because I hadn’t let go of her. “Emma! It is so nice to meet you,” Elliott said, smiling at her in glee. “You are having the best day ever, aren’t you! You are completely care free and ready to let some joy into your heart!” It was the corniest thing I’d ever heard in my life, especially since Emma would be the type to point out that your heart is an internal organ, and there was simply no way a person could let anything in or out of it except oxygenated and deoxygenated blood. But then, a smile broke out across Emma’s face, and she pushed her glasses up with her middle finger. “It is a great day!” she exclaimed. “I have ne

Emma muttered and walked towards the trash basket. She dropped the empty cup inside and headed to Liam's office. She reached the door and clenched her hand to knock. Knocking on his door, Liam permitted her to enter his office. Emma inhaled deeply before placing her hand on the door handle and pushing it downwards. The door opened and she walked inside. “Good morning Sir.” She greeted him before closing the door behind her. As Liam lifted his gaze to her, an inevitable smile appeared on his lips. He was glad to see her back on her feet, in that beautiful pink shirt and black trousers that showed those attractive hips of hers.

Eric turned and looked at Emma who took her notebooks, closed her locker, and strolled to the classroom as if nothing happened. “How did she even come to know that the ball was aimed at her?” ***** Getting inside the classroom, Emma took her usual seat which was the front seat. She had no problem sitting at the front, unlike the other students who always preferred back benches Placing her books on the desk, she plopped on the chair and fished out her phone. “Let’s see which new app Ecstatic Technologies had invented.” Opening the chrome, she was reading about it when her phone was snatched roughly from her hands. Grinding her teeth, Emma looked up only to be c