Emmaline Sommers Novels & Stories

I said, my mind travelling back to earlier today. " Is he your father " Gale asked and I lifted my gaze to him, I knew it wouldn't take long before he figures everything out. I nodded and he stared at me for a while " What about your mother ?" He questioned and to that I lowered my eyes again. "Her name was Elena, she had beautiful emerald eyes and dark curls. Mr Rogers said that she was bubbly but calm as a storm, that her heart was pure but also vicious " I added with a smile, I felt something warm in my heart.

6:04 pm Use your charm. 6:05 pm Natasha is a good woman. She's the responsible daughter from the family Sy. She can handle their businesses very well so there's no doubt that she can be a good companion in life too. She's amazing! You'll never regret this day. Meet her okay? Meet her. Good luck sweetie! Love, Mom.

“First stop: swimwear. Then maybe grab food after?” “Perfect,” Rina said, already leading the way. As they moved through the aisles, Emma couldn’t help but feel the weird blend of comfort and observation—how different everyone’s lives seemed, yet how easily they moved together. Grace held up a pair of floral vintage looking one piece. “Emma, this would look cute on you. You have that soft, kind of vintage look.” Emma blushed. “You think?” “Definitely,” Grace said, smiling. Julie laughed, leaning in. “Yeah, Emma’s the type who could wear her mom’s old dress and call ot vintage.”

he says a little too condescending for my liking, but I let it go. I’m incredibly panicked. This is the first time I’ve left my Pack for any amount of time that wasn’t related to a crisis of some sort. I’m going home with Colby. I can’t wait to see his Pack, meet his family, and especially meet Amelie. I have some gifts for her, that Colby helped me pick out. A purple elephant – she collects elephants, and she loves the color purple. And a little necklace with an elephant on it. From what Colby has told me this will be her first big girl jewelry. I can’t wait to see her little face.

So something is already injected into their bodies that no one wants to see or know. Ranks are based on letters, with A being the first, followed by the next. Ameira was ranked first because her body was the most powerful, and when it comes to intelligence, she has the highest IQ among the rest. That's why she became the special subject of every experiment and was too horrible to remember her past. She doesn't want to remember any part of her past.

Her amethyst eyes shined bright as she turned them to everyone who was in the room. She walked pass her sister who was smiling at her at some point. Her sister even raised her glass at her and mouthed the words ‘I am proud of you’ at her. Veronica nodded and they walked through the stairs where her father stood along with the supreme dark-priest of Dexo Fernia. Her father was holding the crown that Veronica will wear.

Emily Warner The loud knocking and my cat meowing in my face woke me up. What the damn hell? “Emily Anne Warner, if you don’t open this damned door in a minute, I swear to god I will knock it down with a bulldozer. I am not kidding you. You haven’t replied to any texts or calls in a week. At least before that you answered my texts. I am not going to leave you alone now.” I sat up straight in my bed as I could hear Danika yelling.

' Reina rebuked her. Emmaline's vulnerability wasn't hidden from her but the way she was losing control, Reina feared she would reveal her identity. Emmaline was born with a special power. Unlike other werewolves, she could change with or without the consent of her wolf. The bridle of her decisions was in her hands. Even if Reina is calm, Emmaline can evoke her if someone pisses her off. The best example was David whom she nearly choked to death when Reina was initially trying to calm her down. But that jerk kept pissing her off and eventually pushed her wolf’s buttons as she had to come out to defend her friend.

The room beyond was something of a cross between an office and a throne room, with a large ornate chair sitting behind a massive mahogany desk. Perched on the desk itself instead of the chair was a female, not much older than Ava, and gorgeous in a way that was almost intimidating but somehow familiar. With warm caramel skin and a heavy fall of wavy dark hair falling to the small of her back, she was stunning, for sure, but it was her vivid green eyes that spoke to Ava. “Ava, Alphas, I’d like to introduce you to Emmaline Adaire,” Marnie said, striding confidently forward. “Reigning Alpha of Pack Grave Crown.”

I swiped a bead of sweat that trickled down my neck and reached for a dandelion when I heard a loud cheerful voice call out to me. “Claire! Look at me!” Emmaline’s chirped up. I snapped my head back and saw Emmaline with a wide grin on her face. She held a dandelion to her ear and settled it there. “I look pretty don’t I? Like a princess,” She said and swayed around, taking tiny hops like she was dancing a ballet routine. I chuckled at her and saw Danica appear behind her. She plucked the dandelion from behind her eyes and rolled her eyes.