Novel & Cerita Emmett Cullen

I gushed a little too excitedly. "German Shepherd and he named him Slash," I heard him chuckling to himself, "he thought it was badass name according to him but it's actually one of his hacker terms." So I learned something new. Their eighteen-year-old brother was probably a hacker or something along the lines of one. Ace seemed to be into something more dangerous and deadly and Gunnar seemed to be into the business side of things. He seemed like the type to initiate meetings. But it was all one business. The question remained, what was said business?

The day went by with me relaxing by the pool but not swimming since the second I started to take off my shirt to swim in my bra and biker shorts Igor and the hunch back of Notre Dame or other wise known and Ace and the ass hole Pablo who’s still salty from me fucking him uk when we first meet, told me they would lock me in my room and tell Calder if I tried. Again what kill joys. Now I’m chilaxing on the over stuffed chair in the living room when the front door opens and in stumbles Calder with some blonde chick tucked into his side. “Wow your place is so big, you must be super rich” the chick giggles as he brings her closer to his chest and wraps his arms around her waist. He groans and gru

CALLUM Jayden, the only guy in our group who isn't afraid to speak his mind even when being stared at by three females. He is blonde like me and he has deep blue eyes, more deeper than mine that tends to change colors everytime. Sometimes I think his eyes are purple. He is a 6 feet 2 and very athletic, if you know what I mean. He isn't on the football or basket ball team in the school because he doesn't like them. But he goes to the gym a lot and he spends his time in a boxing arena during weekends. He wrestles sometimes too. He lives with his mum and his elder sister. His dad, let's just say some where in the world like my dad neglecting his duties. He changes phones too much just like tash

Cullen could not hear the conversation clearly, but he could tell who exactly was on the other side of the phone. It was Ethan Hunt, the Sword Camp’s God of War! He was one of the Hunt family’s biggest supporters and trump cards! ‘How did this young man even contact him that easily…? ‘Who is he…?’ Cullen trembled in fear. He mustered his strength before putting the phone beside his ear. “Hey…” As soon as Cullen heard the voice from the other side, his face had completely lost color, and his entire body was drenched with cold sweat.

Naturally, Nathan would not have a fall out with Emmett over something so trivial. Not only was Emmett a friend because he and Nathan had a couple of contracts together, but he was also the police captain of the city, which makes him one of the most powerful officers in the police units. "Emmett, what are you doing here? My bro's and I were just enjoying ourselves when we had an altercation with Young Mr. Cee. I'm sure it's no big deal right?" Asked Nathan with a smile.

Alpha Damien, the great and prestigious Alpha of the red moon pack and one of the strongest, leading billionaires and businessmen of all time, stood right at the door of the kitchen, from which Courtney had just left. His cold gaze, glazed against the body of that woman and in comprehensive pain followed by rage, overwhelmed him. He wanted to just shred her into pieces. Ariel immediately cringed, knowing absolutely what it felt like to be close to him. It was like death, the hand of death clutching her, clawing at her and choking her. But, instead of it taking her, it toiled with her.

I said, reading his expression before he even had to answer. "No Corrie, Kennedy is definitely a low life, sleazy bastard but his alibi has been checked out. Besides Charlton was shot. If he wanted to get any one of us, it would have been me. Not Charlton." Emmette smiled bitterly, pressing his thumb down the wetness of my cheek and then pushing past the wet strands behind my ear.

I mutter, pressing the volume up button. The news anchor’s voice fills the room. “Breaking news: Emmett Harrington, heir to the Harrington empire, has officially taken over as CEO of Harrington Industries. Known publicly as Emmett Brown, he’s worked undercover for the past year at Scott Galleries to gain insights for a major project he’s been developing. Sources confirm his plans to take the Harrington empire to the next level, with a focus on modern art. He credits his experience at Scott Galleries as a key influence in shaping his vision moving forward. The galleries have seen a spike in attention, with #ScottGalleries trending on social media...”

I snorted. Chuck snickered while John rolled his eyes. “So why did you call us in here?” John questioned. “David picked up Aurelia. But not before someone else saw her,” I sighed. “Who? She’s okay since you said David picked her up,” John asked, folding arms. “Colby Delaney. He was driving in that direction leaving Mount Hood. Aurelia texted me that some strange werewolf was trying to pick her up and sent his picture. I only knew it was him because of the motorcycle,” I sighed.

Like beautiful mannequins that had learned to speak. “Everyone, meet Emery,” Eleanor announced like she was presenting evidence. “Killian's... choice.” A man who looked like an older, softer version of Killian rose from his chair. “Richard Sinclair,” he said, offering his hand. “Killian's father.” “I have said this countless times, I will prefer you say stepfather,” Killian murmured. “Same thing,” Richard replied, but his eyes said otherwise. “Emery.” I shook his hand, noting how quickly he let go. “Nice to meet you.”