Emmett Cullen Novels & Stories

Even the children were happy to see him like this. “Luna!” The moment shattered. We both turned at the same time. Mira. She stood at the edge of the training field, dressed in a fitted cream blouse and sharp sunglasses, waving far too enthusiastically. And for a second, I could have sworn that Nolan tensed beside me. He didn't move, however, the smile that was on his face almost instantly shifted. “Are you ready for our shopping date?” she called out, voice carrying just enough cheer to sound false. “Don't tell me that you forgot?”

“Why Carter out of all the men in the world, Emily? What is with you? You fall for Hank and then Carter? In our academy, he was the troublemaker.” “Hey, Carter is a good guy.” I defend him, but him being the most mischievous person in the academy makes a lot of sense, “Wait, you guys were in the academy together. That’s interesting! How did I not know that?” “Emily, no offence, you know nothing. Yeah and that is not all that he is. He is also one of our ruthless killers, who doesn’t think twice before putting his life in danger. You can romanticize him all you want, but the devil wrapped in silk is still the devil.”

Smoke rose from the clove cigarette I was holding. For the first time in over fifteen years, I needed a smoke and I got one. Janet, the head of the witch coven within the pack, had supplied me with a box she rolled herself. She was sitting in one of the meeting room chairs, a cigarette also pressed to her lips.

Ellie asked watching him, he wasn’t at the training ground this morning. He sniffed the air his expression changing, Ellie snarled at him and he bowed. “Apologies Luna” “Who are you?” Ellie demanded “I am Emmett the Beta of the Crimson pack” “Oh, I see, I haven’t been seeing you around” Ellie said “I am sorry about that, I had been on some official mission” “It is nice to meet you Emmett” Smiled Ellie and before he could actually say what he came over to say, two other people joined them.

"Oh, by the way, Callum’s looking for you. He's been digging around, trying to find your whereabouts. "He’s been acting extremely volatile—drinking heavily every day and getting violent with anyone who tries to talk sense into him." My hand stopped mid-sketch. "You're not speaking on his behalf, are you?" "Of course not!" Emmet quickly assured me. "I saw how much you suffered because of him. Besides, my girlfriend admires you so much—she's already dreaming about the wedding dress you'll design for us. How could I possibly stand up for him?" That cold night when I collapsed from a fever on the mountainside, if Emmet and his girlfriend hadn’t happened to find me on their way down, I might have