Emma Watson X Novels & Stories

Then I gasped at seeing a child that shouldn’t be older than 12 years old. “What is she doing here?” I asked, shocked. He looked at her, giving her a long look. “Emma Watson, a psychotic human serial killer. Set her family of 5 on fire out of rage because she was refused something she really wanted,” he said. But she looks so innocent. “That doesn’t make her psychotic,” I said, looking at her.

That surely was a distasteful feeling but instead of answering him again, Valentine suddenly asked No, it felt more like an order as he said nonchalantly, “Give her to me. If you do, I might consider sparing your lowly lives.” Everyone looked at Emma, some of them envious and some of them sympathetic after all, being taken away by such a man is not necessarily a good thing. Emma was also stumped, she knew, of course, that this man was a werewolf and she didn’t expect him to really come to her rescue, but why? Should she be happy? She did not know what or how to feel, she just sat at the carriage waiting for everything to unfold. On the other hand, Lucas thought that this man just saw the bea

▪️EMMA▪️ Once I rounded up everyone Colette wanted to go on a run. We all agreed to and her friends that haven't shifted yet we're gonna ride on others backs. Valentine was gonna ride on Walker's, ever since we got back they instantly clicked and started talking, Valentine and her Wolf are attracted to him even if they don't know he is there mate. The same way it was with me and Grayson. And her friend Nick is riding on Shayne's back since she offered being nice.

The fact that she is the Damien loves immensely and is also his wife is not helping his case. Patrick looked at Watson, who has a sick triumphant smirk on his face. "Where is she? She is your own daughter for crying out loud. How can you sell her like livestock in a market? Where is she?" Patrick asked Watson for the 20th time. Watson tried to laugh but coughed blood instead. He is severely injured and is in a lot of pain.

Xander walked over to Anathea, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Mom, it's been so long. I've missed you," he uttered longingly. "You're Xander's mom?" Emily was shocked. She was new and only knew that Xander was a Sinclair, but she didn't know who his mother was. "Yeah." Anathea ruffled Xander's hair, then spoke gently. "Go ahead and play what you recorded on your watch." Xander nodded and tapped a few times on his smartwatch, pulling up a video before pressing play.

I called and I walked in to see her dressed in my t-shirt and shorts, passed out on my bed. I smiled unbelievingly at what I was seeing. Mason came up from behind me. "She's adorable," he said. "I know." I decided to let her sleep and went back into the kitchen to cover her food. "Can I use your shower? I don't want to wake her up," I asked. "Go for it," he said and I went into my room to get some clothes but I couldn't help opening the window and covering her with a blanket. I went over to Mason's bathroom and took a very long shower. I changed into my clothes and decided to check my emails. I got an email from Dr. Watson saying his colleague approved of me going with him to Africa.

Watson stabilized himself. He was furious as he glared at Megan and yelled, “B*tch, how dare you lie to me. How ungrateful are you? Fine, I’ll tear off your clothes one by one and search for myself!” Then, Watson’s expression was ice-cold as he strode towards Megan. “You…” Megan trembled as she saw Watson was closing in on her. She was filled with embarrassment, rage, and despair. Was this fated? If her clothes were to be torn off by a douchebag like Watson, she would rather die.

" Xena felt like she had been struck by lightning, standing there in shock. Future Mrs. James? Last name Watson? What did this mean? Had James been seeing someone else while she was in jail?

Well, Watson is Emma’s mate. “Did Watson do something, Emma?” I asked. I was already over the edge to finish him. She sensed it. She calmed me. “No. I mean No… He didn’t. He didn’t do anything. Instead, he had been so good to me, Viv.” She defended him. “Then, what else is it?” I eyed her. That was something bad. Very bad. She had never struggled with her emotions like that.

My heart beat wildly against my ribcage. I wanted to get this done. I thought having a welcome like this was only in the drama series that I was watching, but Everette was also letting me experience this. If I was asked, this was no longer necessary. We will only get divorced after six months. Everette's arms around my waist tightened. "Thank you for your greetings, everyone. This is my wife. Christina Watson and she is my significant other. Give her the same respect as you have given me." “We will, Mr. Watson. Welcome and congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Watson.”