Novel & Cerita Emmett Cullen

Before his father could question the Head Consul Clare suddenly asked. "Here." Then the screen displayed several photographs. One was a picture of a pair of wings and a dungeon. The other one was two letters. An inverted B and W. Next to the two letters were D and C. The last one was a crumpled paper of the 4 C's. "I still didn't know what the photographs meant but one thing I noticed was the letters. The W.D.C." "Washington D.C." Jones immediately said as if he just solved the two photographs.

Emmett asked. I nearly slid off the couch. “What?” He glanced at me and continued. He’d gone on a business trip to Brighton Reach. At a banquet, he saw me standing quietly behind Uncle Franklin, and from that moment, he began watching me from afar. Because I was Franklin Reed’s niece, and he had a long-standing rivalry with him, Emmet kept his distance. But when I turned eighteen, I was fair game. “Aren’t you supposed to be marrying Amelie?” I asked.

Giulio stood up from his seat and looked Emmett in the eye before walking away and Emmett smirked before settling down in front of his self-acclaimed in-law. "What games are you playing, young man? Why would you call me your father-in-law?" Marco asked, his eyes sparking with interest. "I'm playing no games, father-in-law. It's called shooting your shot and I'm doing just that. I'll be straightforward with you, I promise." Emmett repeated, the mischievous glint in his eyes still intact. "Emmett Creed, are you telling me you have interest in my daughter?" Marco asked, and Emmett picked the whiskey he stopped him from drinking earlier and downed the entire liquid content. Marco frowned.

Then the sound of aggressive typing on his keyboard echoed through the phone, “Got it. The man you killed was-“ “I know who it was! I need to know who would care enough to get a detective on our tracks and why they would take Whitney.” “Again, sorry. He had a brother by the name Edgar, and…” He hesitated for a moment. “And what Zack?” I said harshly. “This Edgar guy and Whitney went to school together. Middle school, to be exact. Casio… This guy has a track record, and…” Zack took a big breath, “He works for Ansaldo Cadell.”

I tell him. Emmett is smart, too smart for his own good. After he graduated at the top of his class he decided to hack into the department of homeland security and he did it but they were able to track him down. Luckily for him, he was able to make a deal with them, he'd go free, no records or anything as long as he stopped hacking, even the littlest things like hacking into the DMV, if he was caught he would be thrown in prison but he has to help them every once in a while, so he was like a contract worker for the government.

He was looking fiercely at Hook who had attack Carlisle and had brought him to the ground. “Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun…” Emmett said before attacking Hook. Hook was on top of Carlisle donating some bubbles of punches to him. Emmett knocked him off and reversed the challenge. He was looking horror and became an angry vampire. He knocked Hook to the ground, pounding him with several punches.

The middle aged woman poured another liquid into the bowl that already had both Xander and Clara's blood in it and muttered a few words that Clara could not understand. Meanwhile, Skyler, Lucas, Drake had approached the back entrance of the pack house but to their utmost surprise, Emmet who they had not seen during the attack on the rogue's was now standing right in front of them, all dressed up, he wore a black suit and a black bow tie and what surprises them the most was the way he smelt, he wasn't having that disgusting smell of rotten meat and garbage.

My cousin, Deli mumbled. "You guys know how Inishola is, Am sorry to say this but Emily is gone, and for good, because if he tells her the truth, tells her that you guys are aware of this, it will only make her hate you all more" Deli said. "we could still get her back, fight and take her away from him" Austin suggest. "and what risk the life of our men? for you guys careless mistakes, Lord, I can't believe this, Is this how you want to rule the Italian Mafia, Xender?" Uncle John asked with a raised eyebrow.

They looked at each other. “You protected her from Ryan,” Emett continued, “that’s something that I didn’t do.” Emett stuck out his hand and Justin shook it. Then they were back to work. What did Emett mean when he said that was something that he didn’t do? What was his story? ~KAHLAN AND CARLY~

Ten A lot of the people I tutored were usually athletes. At the moment, I was sitting at a café, with one of the quarterbacks. A shadow fell over me. “Another conquest, Emmi?” I looked up and standing there was Nero. He was tall with jet black hair and had a scar over his eye. I sighed and glanced up at Carter, the blond football player I’d been helping. “Hey, how about I call you later and we can try this again?” I said.