Emma Watson Siblings Novels & Stories

I winked and she made a face at me. “I don’t know, maybe I’m like the older omegas at river bed who never find their mates and just knit all the time.” Emma said rolling her eyes. “No, you have a mate. I can feel it! I’m never wrong about these things! Maybe it’s Elliott’s brother!” Cleo was quickly becoming such a fun friend for the both of us, I could tell Emma wanted her to be right. “When will his brother be back again?” I asked excitedly. What if Emma and I really ended up being SISTERS?!

he said as he stood back and watched as the rest of the werewolves piled into the waiting shuttle. “We were supposed to see Susan,” Ellie replied, recalling the promise they had made Susan at the coffee cart earlier that week. “We still have time to go see her,” Amanda replied. She was looking down at her phone, texting as fast as her fingers could fly across the screen. “Ethan’s going to be ten minutes. His sister wanted to take pictures with him to send to their mom.” “He has a sister here?” Ellie asked. Amanda nodded, “She’s his twin, her name is Emily.”

The warden’s voice cut into my thoughts as she held my hand leading me out of the room as Valerio watched us. What was this? What the hell has come over Valerio? “You are one lucky girl, aren’t you?” The warden said when we finally got to the locker room. I was in a daze throughout the walk there, walking like someone headed to his grave. “One of the grandsons of the chairman of Sabatini International is crazy over you.” She snorted and pushed my bag that contained not more than the clothes in there. “I don’t want to leave,” I said absentmindedly.

She started playing with the edge of her dress as if she were embarrassed, maybe uncomfortable. “How old are you?” I ask. Her head shoots up, startled, then she averted her gaze once again. “Nineteen” she answers after a few seconds. She was a child! Damn, the goddess and her choices. “Blasphemy!” my wolf cautioned yet again in my head. I ignored his comment. “And your surname?” I continued. “Watson. Emily Watson” . Her voice trembled as she spoke each syllable. Her plate was almost the same, the food barely touched. Her eyes were glued on it in an attempt to ignore my presence. I decided to cut to the chase so I would stop making her more uncomfortable.

Ryan dismissed his doubt, as there was no way his parents would know of small-scale businesses like Watson & Co. Even he came to know about it when he was looking into his sister. God knows why his sister, a well accomplished young lady with exceptional educational background and looks chose him. “Was it a love marriage?” “Looks like it.” “It wasn’t.” The family of three turned towards Emma, who walked out of the restroom. Her contacts back in place, so did everything about her. She now looked like just anther average- American woman. “Eve, I’m sorry we were discussing your…”

“A lot more than she gives herself credit for.” “Looks like they have moved the bodies.” The captain said. “Do you think that she might be able to identify them?” “They didn’t look like anyone in her family that I have seen. I am not sure if she could.” Max said as he thought of the face he had seen. They were not familiar and he had seen almost everyone in her family at one point. It couldn’t be one of her brothers or even the sisters husbands. Everyone of the spouses had filled for divorce from the Watson siblings after everything had come to light on the things they had done to the children. Deanna had made sure they could do anything for the kids they needed too.