Emmett Backstory Twilight Novels & Stories

When she finally looked up the man was standing on the other side, looking at the disaster with mild disapproval. “You! What did you do to me? Why am I here? Why did you bring me here and what did you do to me?” she shouted and bombarded him with questions. The man slowly entered the room, and even though Samantha wanted to step back and cower, she held her ground. “I am Emmett, the future king of the nocturnals.” He introduced himself formally, without even bothering to answer her queries.

And you are not going to entertain his offern not even for a second'' Ember's face flushed and she felt a syrge of defiance rise up. ''And who are you to dictate what i can and can't do, Lucas?'' she asked, her voice firm. Lucas's expression turned even darker, and he takes a step closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. ''Thorne, the alpha of the blood moon pack. You think he is just a cgarming stranger, don't you?, Ember?. He's got a reputaion for manipulating people to get what he wants''

"That b*stard is worse than trash! In fact, he's even worse than me! How can he pretend to love Corinne while he's already married to some chick abroad?" … Corinne went up to the rooftop to get some fresh air. Since Twilight was under the helm of Newmoon Group, which meant a lot of the employees there knew her, she could go whenever she wanted in the building. She dangled her arms over the railing and looked to the horizon, trying to empty her mind, when she heard some noise coming from one of the balconies below. Looking down, she saw it was Jeremy who had come out to smoke. From the first day she met Jeremy, apart from thinking he was aloof and a bit difficult to get along with, she never

They arrived at the pizza place, and he heard her stomach growl. “You really should eat better,” Eamon told her with a smile. They found a table and then smiled when Hector came out. He looked at Faith, then at Eamon. “You’re not Willow,” Hector said with a confused look on his face. “You’re not Quinn.” “I’m Eamon, and this is Faith. She is Willow's daughter. I am told Quinn is my soul twin. Strange, I know.” Eamon told him with a slight laugh. Hector nodded, then asked what they would like. Eamon ordered the chicken Parmesan, and Faith ordered a small pizza. As they waited for their food, Eamon bugged her about the gift.

Emily’s hands had instinctively pressed against his chest to steady herself. Their faces were now only inches apart. Emily could feel the warmth of his breath. Her heartbeat suddenly felt louder in her ears. Their eyes met. Something invisible shifted between them. The accidental touch of their lips had awakened something neither of them fully understood. A strange warmth spread through Damien’s chest. Inside him, his wolf stirred violently. She’s our mate. The word echoed through his mind with sudden certainty. At the same moment, Emily felt something unusual ripple through her body. A strange pull she could not explain seemed to draw her closer to him.

They are worried she would because it has been confirmed that she is indeed his mate. "I promise, I won't forget what you are doing for me. I will do anything to support you in getting that evil guy out of the way. He started this nonsense. I don't know how he is brainwashing her, but I'll stop him at all costs." - FLASHBACK ENDED - Back at the Royal Moon Pack, there is a ruckus going on as the injured men came back to report that Emille was taken away by men from the Diamond pack. Kane's heard was spinning around as he could not contain his anger. Winner simply sat down watching them move up and down. He and who? Alpha Logan of course.

I said, and she smiled at me. "From our angle. Growing up as an Omega in Celio was hell." She said to me, and I felt terrible for her because I could see the haunt in her eyes. Her past was haunting her. Emma had been through a lot at such a tender age; I was glad Luca brought some joy into her life. I was also grateful; for the joy and stability she brought into Luca's life. Before Emma, it was as if my son had no soul. He was ruthless and wicked, but Now he is a different person altogether. Although I will never share that bit of information with her because I noticed he made a lot of effort to hide his ruthlessness from her but deep down, I knew Emma would not care because her eyes held t

Then— Emma: That bad, huh? Should I send rescue reinforcements? I’ve got a flashlight and a skateboard. I can be there in five. I laughed under my breath, sinking against the headboard. Me: Only if you’re okay jumping a security gate. Emma: You underestimate my athletic skills. Me: Didn’t you almost fall trying to roast a marshmallow last night? Emma: That fire was too aggressive. It lunged first. I bit my lip, grinning. I could still see her — hair glowing orange from the fire, wearing that lavender dress. The way she’d smiled right before I kissed her.

For now, though, shе allowеd hеrsеlf to sink into thе blissful oblivion of his arms, surrеndеring to thе possibility that this timе, pеrhaps, thе cyclе of hеartbrеak could finally bе brokеn. Thе following morning, Emma awokе with a start, thе palе light of dawn filtеring through thе bеdroom curtains. For a disoriеnting momеnt, shе thought pеrhaps it had all bееn a drеam – thе еvеning spеnt curlеd up bеsidе Jamеs, thе hеatеd еxchangе of passionatе kissеs, thе way thеy had finally comе togеthеr as husband and wifе in thе most intimatе of ways.

Claire didn’t hesitate. She wrapped her arms around him just as fiercely. She could feel his heart pounding under her cheek. Wild. Unsteady. Human. She pressed a kiss to the hollow of his throat, feeling the way his muscles tensed—and then slowly, slowly, relaxed. Neither of them spoke. They didn’t need words. Not anymore. The storm was coming. And all they could do now was hold on to each other and hope they survived it. --- But somewhere, deep in the shadows of the sprawling house, a forgotten phone buzzed quietly.