Emmaline Sommers Novels & Stories

Damien asked her, jerking her back from her wild thoughts. She ignored his question and simply went back to what she was doing. While Damien still stood there watching her and saying nothing again, Elle then appeared from nowhere coming towards them. Ariel who was back up the ladder was immediately disgusted by the sight of Elle and she began swearing under her breath to kill her if she dared trouble her.

his father spoke, and his word was final. Just then, a very different Emma turned the corner and walked into the library. She was calm and collected, poised and together. Her hair was pinned up in a bun and she was wearing a yellow summer dress and black heels. She looked the part of the Elder, she was to become, but Matthais hoped that she was strong enough to endure the role.

The love that those three shared was beautiful to witness. “However, she is magnificent. Would you not agree, brother?” He smiled widely and nodded his head. “That she is. She reminds me of Lenora. She obviously got Lenora’s looks and not yours. Does she know about her mother yet?” Emmaline looked like the spitting image of Lenora. I was happy that she got that part of her since she would never meet her. I hated even thinking about what it would do to Emmaline to find out that her mother died shortly after her birth. It was Selene’s fault to top it all off.

Aurora grinned. God, I can’t wait for my kids to say cute little mispronunciations. I placed Dante down on the ground and stood back up to greet Amelie. “Hi Amelie,” I said, smiling. “Hello, little Miss Emma.” Emma is the cutest little girl. She’s a lot smaller than her siblings, but you can tell behind her big, beautiful brown eyes that she’s an old soul. She always looks at you like she’s trying to read you and evaluate.

Lucy said. She? “ She? Who is it Lucy?” Liam says as he tries to rack his brain. It can’t be Hailey, she wasn’t in Canada. So who? Apart from his mother and his sister, Hailey, he didn’t have much women in his life. “ It’s Emilia Peyton sir and she’s already here. Do I send her in now or later, although I doubt she’ll want to wait.” Lucy says. Liam is in shock for about ten seconds, reason being that he never imagined that Emilia would come to see him. It was still too early.

Chapter Twenty "I beg your pardon," Emilia's eyes narrowed at the girl before her who gave her a good run in height, despite her slim frame. It appears it runs in the genes as Milan seems to look like a hunk himself. Too surreal, bigger than an average wolf. Well, so are the men here, who seem to come with their nature as Lycans. The girl's eyes glinted with delight as she jogged forward to meet her, stretching out her hand to Emilia. "Hullo, I am Emma, princess to this Kingdom and a princess apparently," She rolled her eyes mischievously

In the summer, the sun shines through every row of trees on the street. Emma walked on the sidewalk and wore a school uniform of the Royal School of A City. She had shoulder-length blond hair, blue eyes, and a standard body. Emma comes from a millionaire family in A city. Since she was born, she has been recognized as a little princess.

She looked kind— I guess. "Welcome to crimson pack Ma'am Emma, I am Madeline, your person assistant charged with the responsibility for catering for your every needs," I watched her recite anxiously, her cheeks flared in red. Her hard was faced to the floor as she prodded further, she was obviously scared.

“The results came in. Have you heard?” That morning, Emma had arrived a little late, tired from last night and had overslept. When she got to the office, some teams were resketching, and Susan was nowhere in sight, so she went to her office to watch some of her old college videos about the clothes they had made during projects throughout the semesters. “I’ve been busy." She looked up. "Did she decline ours?” Emma asked. “Of course not,” Gia laughed proudly. “You are Emmaline Facer. No one does it better.”

she added, smiling at her. Then suddenly, Lilac saw unrecognition in Emily’s eyes. “Oh, my apologies; I neglected to introduce myself.” She chuckled softly. “My name is Lilac, and I am Dillon’s sister,” she stated. Emily was taken aback when she learned that Dillon had a sibling. However, she was aware that their personalities were distinct. Dillon is cold and authoritative; he’s a Beta, after all, whereas Lilac is a happy-go-lucky one. “We’re so relieved that you’ve regained consciousness,” Millie said as she assisted her in sitting up. “I’ll check your vital signs, and then you can eat, all right?”