Emma X Norman 18 Novels & Stories

Ellie’s P.O.V. The moment I looked up, my heart paused. That man was not old. He wasn’t weak, fragile, or anything like the rumors surrounding Zackary Walton. The young man standing near the door looked handsome in a way that felt illegal. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and dressed in a black shirt with the top buttons undone. And those eyes… Amber! Not soft golden brown, but deep amber that glowed under the dim lights like something wild hiding beneath a human’s skin.

I needed to know what took her too long after impatiently waiting for those fifteen more minutes to be over I called her, Hello Millers. Sir? Sir...... mmmh so good, I want more....Xander .....not so fast...I'm gonna.... Millers? Millers? Emma? What's going on? Then the call disconnected. Xander? Alexander? Damn it! What was she doing with him? How was he here in Manhattan? Just the thought of what Emma implied made me crazy... Not so fast? I want more? Emma's POV I walked over to Jada's coffee shop from Power Corp. Since I was familiar with the place I had to greet my now turned friend Lisa then Jada who wouldn't stop praising Ace.

Emma whispered across grinded teeth as she receive Alex hands. “You're so beautiful Emmaline.”Alex complimented sweetly. She smiled in appreciation. “I'm glad you loved it. You're not looking bad yourself.”that's absolutely correct. Behind those sweet handsome, innocent looking face hides the most dangerous Man. “I'm glad you like it too.”he replied helping her down the stairs. “Shall we?” ***

Said, Daniel, as he stared at the little rat who called him forth. “Norman let me tell you the history of a strong demon who discovered a witch that did not understand her potential.” Norman sat to listen to the tale Daniel had to reveal. Daniel knew he would be stronger invincible with her energy. When he set his eyes on her, he became lost. He saw before him a beautiful petite woman with her hair long, the color of wheat, and eyes resembling a pale blue sea. She looked as though made of porcelain, but she was tougher than the finest metal. When Daniel heard her name, it sounded as a gift. They called her Emma, and he felt her strength, her power.

The kind with slot machine eyes, a ball-bearing nose, and those spindly metal arms she slinky legs that jerk with every movement. But Emma wasn't a robot. She was in her office on the third floor of the building. The last line buzzed obnoxiously and began to blink like the others. She groaned and closed her eyes to escape. "Are you alright?" a voice asked. Emma sat upright in her desk chair, startled. She blinked. Catherine Martin, her secretary, was standing in the doorway, staring at her. "I'm fine" Emma quickly looked down, embarrassed. She busied herself by shuffling the papers all over her desk.

Her tone carried urgency now. Xander hesitated only a second longer before unlocking the doors. The soft click sounded louder than it should have. Before Xander could say anything else, the passenger door was pulled open from the outside. Norman. His hand closed firmly—but not painfully—around Gabriella’s wrist. His touch was controlled, deliberate. “See you tomorrow,” Gabriella said quickly over her shoulder, giving Xander a small nod. She didn’t resist as Norman guided her out. Didn’t argue. Didn’t look back again.

She would already imagine the news headlines “ Wife of Billionaire Xavier Knight now Bakery owner “ They wouldn’t really care to include her name only his and she honestly didn’t care . She was going to make the best out this horrible situation . She had lost all appetite to eat and left the food on the table and retired to her room. The stress , worries and events of the day put her straight to sleep. She woke up with a fright to the blasting of her phone ringing . She turned to her alarm clock “3:30” it read . Who could be calling her at this ungodly hour “Hello” she said answering the call. “ Is this Lilian Norman “ The voice spoke in a rush “ yes it is “ Lilian knew something was wrong.

At The Disco – Say Amen "We want a definitive and painless exchange, Normani Kordei is a piece of cake for us, she knows a lot and can help us." "Are you open to an exchange?" "Would it be possible that the word betrayal was excluded from the dictionary? I consider it too heavy." "Retrieve the security and deliver it to us: Rue Brederode 16. 1000 Brussels Belgium." Normani turned off the cell phone screen and looked back over her shoulder, when she came back stomping completely disgusted about the situation, it was as if she was running, her thighs burning with her strides, all the security guards were already on her way when she tried to approach Dayna halfway to grab her by the neck again

I was tempted to feel pity for her but I suddenly remembered how bad-mannered she is and I remember why she deserves what she keeps subjecting herself to. “Sydney!” Xavier called out. I jumped up remembering the announcement I had hastily prepared during the whole scuffle. I entered his office and I can see his shirt unbuttoned while wiping a lipstick stain from his lips which I'm assuming is from Bianca. I couldn't help but stare at his chiseled chest, pumping rapidly and shiny from sweat. A full pack of six abs staring deliciously back at me. Without thinking, I licked my lips.

Dexter chuckled dryly. “That woman was once mine,” he replied, glaring at Norman. “That is a thing of the past. She belongs to me now,” Norman snapped back, and I just gawked at them. “We have a child together. I will always be in her life. You can’t chase me away,” Dexter childishly replied. I was too tired and anxious for this, so I stood up, walking to my room. I got to the room and slumped on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Our bags were in the middle of the room, not arranged. I was too tired to do anything. I have no idea how many minutes passed, but the door opened and Norman walked in with the tea.