Emma Walker Killer Novels & Stories

She grabbed Alex by the arm and pulled him toward the nearest exit, “If you’re lying to me, you won’t make it out of here alive.” Outside, Marcus and Sam intercepted them, their faces grim, “What’s going on?” Marcus demanded. Emma didn’t answer, she pushed Alex toward the car, her mind racing. They needed to regroup, to figure out their next move but as they reached the vehicle, a deafening explosion rocked the warehouse, sending them all to the ground. As Emma fell, she hit her head hard on the ground and all she heard was muffled sounds, she tried to open her eyes but she couldn't until finally, the darkness enveloped her.

Bad things will of course continue to threaten my clan if the humans find out. “That's mine, those four children are mine. And the woman I slept with four years ago. I have to meet her immediately and bargain. My instincts are never wrong. It is mine.” I also recognized that woman, she was Emma Parker. The woman I hooked up with four years ago at the bar. Where if it is associated with her, a strange disease appears. I suffer from insomnia every day because I sleep with that woman. My car is not far from where I am standing right now. I immediately ran to get the car.

Looking at her guilt and self-blame, Ivy Smith also can not help but red-eyed. Now everything is because of Emma Rosy, but Emma Rosy is the most innocent victim as she is, and killing each other will only make things worse. So she made a silent decision. Cameron Hunter provides some information about Abbott Hawk, but the information they have is not enough to defeat Marisa Darcycompletely, and the conversation ends in vain. After sending him and Emma Rosy away, Ivy Smith returns to her room and prepares to delete the anonymous email she received. Alex Brown suddenly knocked on the door.

Because the moment she saw the first line— Her memories shattered. And reformed. For the first time in ten years. She remembered everything. The crash. The betrayal. The truth. And the person standing behind it all. Emma’s face went pale. Ethan noticed immediately. “What is it?” Emma looked up slowly. Her voice barely a whisper. “I remember who killed him.” Silence. Daniel froze. Rachel stiffened. Ethan went completely still. And somewhere in the distance— A helicopter stopped moving. As if even the world itself was waiting for her next words.

Nobody is shy in the werewolf community, nudity is a very common occurance. Making it over to his pack member, who looked away with a tear in his eye, he found Emma curled up in the fetal position, burnt to a crisp. The only thing recognizable on her was the necklace his mother had given her for her 10th birthday. Jaxon tried to touch her but what was left of her body crumbled into ash and drifted away in the night breeze. The moon was still high in the sky and seemed even more red and ominous than normal.

" I don't know why I did it, I was so confused I couldn't even think, all I could think of was flight and hide, I know I brag about being able to shoot anything from a mile away but this wasn't me, that was just peacocks" "It doesn't add up okay, nothing fucking adds up here" she couldn't stand being on that premises, she needed air "I tried to understand you, believe me," "The killer left a note" Matt whispered "We know," she said tiredly "Eye for an eye" "Not that one," he said fiercely "Emma you need to listen to me, Will wasn't the one to die that day, the killer came for somebody else" Emma's chest tightened "what did the note say?"

He explained, that meant one thing. “Raiden has powers, that means it wasn’t his wolf who had broke into my room, he was the one, because only he can control them and not his wolf.” I said and Alex nodded. “Yes, our wolves don’t have access to our powers, he was the one that walked into your room.” He said. That explained a lot. END OF FLASHBACK “Now start talking.” I said to him, he sighed and made me take a sit. “Emma was killed by a demon!” He said.

Emma swung her gun at him and a cold knot formed in my stomach. “Emma,” I cried, drawing her attention back to me. I wasn’t going to let her hurt the others or my brother. There were a handful of people left now. They rushed past. Her attention came back to me. I tried to shift to my wolf, but couldn’t. Nela wasn’t there waiting. Emma laughed. “Can’t shift.” She held up the gun. “Wolfbane bullets.” “Why are you here, Emma?” “To kill you. Did I not speak clearly enough for you, omega?” Her tone was sharp. She shoved the barrel of the gun into the wound on my shoulder. “You’re going to suffer for what you did to me.”

The blaring of my alarm broke my peaceful slumber. Punching it off, I stretched my limbs before standing groggily on my legs. “Good morning, Jasper,” I said with a soft smile and kissed my locket. It’s the only memory I have of my true love. Wearing my slippers, I headed straight to the restroom to perform my daily routine. So, let’s start with the introduction. I am Emmaline Richard Dawson aka Emma. I am seventeen years old, an average teen blessed with a golden mind. Though I hail from a small town in Texas, I relocated to New York to pursue my career as a software engineer.