Emma Walker Parents Novels & Stories

The confrontation with Emma’s parents left an unsettling feeling in the air. Though Ethan had driven them away, their presence was a reminder of the ghosts from Emma’s past—the people who had always seen her as nothing more than a pawn. But this time, she wasn’t alone. She had Ethan by her side. That morning, Emma found herself lost in thought as she prepared breakfast. She hadn’t expected Ethan to stand up for her so fiercely, and the way he had shut down her parents with no hesitation had sent a strange warmth through her chest.

But I had to try. “She is pissed. I yelled at her. Now, she cornered herself.” I confessed to Emma. We were in the middle of the city forest. Emma's clothes had been kissing the ground and her wolf Emmy waited for Miracle. Emma's mother was the beta's mate. Her father died before she was born. Her mother left Emma. She wasn’t able to provide for her. It was hard in this city. But Emma survived. I felt like a protector. She was like my sister. She had no one except me. I had no one. We were for each other.

she finally stammered out. "Hello, little omega." Emma stared at the alpha in front of her, feeling a mixture of fear and anger. Although Emma had a strained relationship with both of Lucus parents, it was with his mother that she struggled the most. Damon Madden was determined to shape his alpha child to be the perfect successor to her company, and anyone that got in his way was trash to be cleared. Emma had been the biggest obstacle to her, and as a result, there were no good feelings between the two.

Although I already knew the answer, he had told me earlier: Emmy. "Wyatt's source at the club, he told us his father plans to remarry." Levi cut in desperately trying to defend his new demonic buddy. "Why?" I asked, holding a finger up to silence Levi, this needed to come from "Wyatt. "Emmy is powerful, her powers come from her parents.." "Parents who abandoned her, sold her to pay a debt. They sound more like scum than powerful people." I growled, already planning all the ways I would kill her father.

Lucas looks at her with his icy blue eyes and takes a moment before answering, "Your family has a history with the supernatural world, dating back over five centuries. Your ancestors were once werewolf hunters, but they gave up that life as civilization approached and wolves went into hiding." Emma's eyes widen with surprise, "Werewolf hunters? I had no idea!" Lucas nods without speaking further, they both ate quietly for a while and then Lucas breaks the silence. "You know, you never did answer my question earlier. Why did you come back to town? And where are your parents?" Emma hesitates, unsure if she should divulge the real reason behind her return. But something in Lucas's gaze makes he

"I... I..." Emma tried to speak, but tears choked her voice, and she fell silent again. The room grew as quiet as a graveyard as Emma and I locked gazes. Emma is the daughter of Samuel Coleman, the owner of Coleman's Aviation, one of the most renowned private airways in Sweden. Samuel and I attended the same school in Stockholm, where he and his father were living at the time. Samuel was not only my best friend but also my savior from the constant bullying caused by my half-brothers. He was strong and always stood up for me.

“My mother was friends with the Moras family. They were all murdered, and when Mrs Jenkins found out about the baby, she was determined to find her. The baby holds so much power, please, Luna, believe me.” “Mrs Jenkins and her people are witch hunters. They prey on the power of witches and werewolves to make themselves stronger. She planned to take over the whole witch and werewolf realm.” Emma continued to say, and I was shocked by such revelations. “So, what are you?” I looked her in the eyes, and she looked sad, lost and uncertain of her future. “My mother was a witch, my father a vampire.” She hung her head in shame, and I swallowed hard, glancing over at my mate, who remained silent, ta

Emma said, slipping her arm through his in a gesture of comfort. “You should be careful, too,” Justin replied gravely. Justin’s father had died in a car accident, Emma had disappeared three years ago, and now his mother was the victim of a suspicious incident. While each seemed like a coincidence, together, they felt targeted, as though someone was deliberately aiming at the Yates family. “Don’t worry, I will,” Emma promised with a sweet nod. “Oh, by the way, who was that Mr. Wilfred earlier?” Emma tilted her head, her curiosity apparent.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the hospital. "Mom, Dad, where are you?" Emma panicked, sitting up. "Emma, calm down a bit." Mark comforted her beside Emma. At this point, reporters had arrived, asking numerous questions. Emma didn't care about that; she just wanted to know where her parents were. However, Mark didn't provide her with any information. A few days later, Mark brought Emma back to the Green mansion. It was then that Emma learned both her parents had died in that accident. Mark portrayed himself as a caring husband, but, in reality, he confined Emma to a room, not allowing her to go out.

“Excuse me?” “You heard me,” she snapped. “Look, Liam, if you hurt him, I don’t blame him for leaving. He’s been through enough.” Her words hit me in a way I wasn’t prepared for. “Been through enough?” I echoed. Emma hesitated. “Alex doesn’t like talking about it, but…” she trailed off. “Our parents died when we were kids. We were tossed into foster care, and let’s just say… he didn’t exactly get the fairytale childhood. Not to mention his Ex Fiancé.”