Emmet X Rex Novels & Stories

"I’m Emily, nice to meet you, darling." And like a dutiful son-in-law in training, he answered, "Nice to meet you," stretching out a hand for a shake. After their weirdly long handshake, I cleared my throat, desperate to change the subject. "Mom, shouldn’t we order?" She waved me off, still laser-focused on Damien like he was some rare collectible. "Oh, of course, of course! What do you like, Damien?" The traitor didn’t even hesitate. "I’ll have whatever Adrianna’s having," he said smoothly.

She bowed her head to me and slowly walked down the stairs. I followed her. She was walking into the office in a lifeless manner. Then I saw Emmett standing near the door, smiling at me, appearing as though he was waiting for me to speak. “Good day, Alpha Emmett,” I bowed my head in greeting. He smiled. “What a beautiful day, Janet. After the rain, the sun shines again.” I asked politely, “Alpha Leo is in the office. What business brings you here?” “I was going to say I came here to discuss destroying the forest in the north to build a golf course. I am the one who will be responsible for that project.” Emmett clearly knew I would be so shocked I'd be speechless.

86 meters tall, quickly approaching and bending down beside her. "Lena, how did you end up in such a chaotic situation? Is it once again for Hayden?" Emmett had just returned to Westfell tonight, without adjusting to the time difference. With one hand in his pocket, he appeared very casual. Lena took two steps back and asked, "May I know who you are?" Emmett's eyebrows raised, and the smile in his eyes turned cold, "What kind of trick are you playing again?" As soon as he spoke, Hunter shouted.

The Moller family had one of the biggest shipping companies in Europe and was one of Xander's biggest partners. "I can see you are not with the lovely Miss Reynolds. I was expecting to see her; she is a very sweet girl." Mrs Moller chimed; I knew she was talking about Emma, who accompanied Xander at times because of the deep business ties the Reynolds have with the De Marcos. My hands were secretly clenched at the thought of how close Xander and Emma were under my nose. They loved each other secretly while fooling me.

Red_Two wasn't sleeping, Emmet noticed. Black bags hung under his eyes, in stark contrast to the slow recovery of the rest of his body. The more he seemed to heal, and the less grey his skin was, the more exhausted he seemed, though that didn't dim his excitement in the morning when he first entered the office.

Stupid lips! Good thing Rex was now more focused on swinging the box open. A low anguished moan—loud enough that Emily could hear—tore from his throat as he tried to open it . “Fucking kit!” Rex mumbled, his deep, cold voice laced with frustration . It was the first time that Emily had ever heard ‘The Almighty Rex Hale’ curse. And if she were to admit– She found it… unusually hot . Which was absolutely wrong! Immediately, she snapped out of her fascination and moved closer to him . Fed up with his ego and pride .“That's it. I'm helping.”

His strong hands gripped the steering wheel firmly, not the least bit affected by the reckless provocation I’d just thrown at him. He glanced at me briefly. His gaze held no lust, only a calmness that made me feel small. “I don’t take home women who’ve lost themselves, Emma.” “I haven’t lost myself. I’ve just found myself,” I replied with a hollow laugh, resting my head against the cold windowpane. The snow outside looked like endless falling white dust. The car slowed as we entered my neighborhood. Rex reached into his coat pocket, pulling out a small, rectangular object that glinted under the cabin light. He handed it to me. A business card with exquisitely delicate raised gold lettering.

One of the twins began to cry and Emmett sighed. "I think they might be the best contraception in the world." he muttered "Didn't work for Isabella." I smirked "Isabella is high maintenance. Since we were kids." he laughed. "I'll get the crying pup. You stay and get yourself a cold shower." he laughed tying a towel around his waist. ***Emmett POV ***

"Yeah. That fits." I bit my lip. "What about a middle name?" He rubbed his thumb against Zion's little shoulder. "I was thinking...Emmett." Jaxon looked at me again. I nodded once. "Perfect." Jaxon didn't say anything, he just leaned in and kissed my temple, then the top of Zion's head. "Zion Emmett Hale," he whispered. "Damn. That's a name fit for a storm." "You bet," I said, unable to stop the grin tugging at my lips.

The student body went into applause. “Any question?” Chloe asked “What was behind the name Empire?” Cami was the person to ask the question. Yes Cami was still in school, she was still a grade away from graduating high school. “That is a great question. Empire was the name of my late Godmother; I owe her a lot so I named everything I own after her.” Chloe replied with a smile