Emmett Cullen Twilight Novels & Stories

Dimitri said and Emmett's eyes snapped to him. 'My Luna?' It's something Emmett has never experienced. The Alpha he had before his people were killed wasn't Alpha when Emmett was born. That Alpha was killed when Emma was only 5 years old. His Alpha died before he ever found his Luna. The Alpha that took his place was the fallen Alpha's father. His Luna had been killed many years ago, way before Emmett was born. The thought of finally having a luna was intriguing. Emmett wondered what it would be like. He took the clothes and walked into the bathroom.

Monsell was dead and different from the man in front of her. "Two days ago." Adrian responded. "It was hard confusing father." "She looks even better in person." The man teased. Adrian turned to look at Luna. "Mooncat, this is Emmett, my cousin. You haven't met him, he came back two weeks ago. Emmett, Luna, my mate." Emmett took Luna's hand and she felt a shiver move through her spine. He kissed the back of her hand with a huge smile on his face.

replied Emma. "What happened to her?" "She suffers from severe weakness due to less blood in her body." "She needs to get well by Thursday." "Why?" asked Emma, confused. "It's my eighteenth birthday." "You are already eighteen?" "Yes. How old are you?" "I will turn seventeen in January." "It's good that you are younger than me. I don't think it would be cool to romance someone older." 'I don't think it would be cool to romance a vampire pretending to be a human.' thought Emma.

“Do you have any idea who this person could be?” I nodded. “Matteo Romenetti, that's what they call him. But the real question is… what past does Emily share with this man?”

CHAPTER 1: BLOOD. July 3rd,1996. "I can't believe I'm on my knees begging you to spare my life"Tobias O'Connell muttered, bitterly to Wyatt Gentry whom he had supposedly called his best friend for so many years. This bestfriend now held him at gunpoint. "If you had just listened to me,it wouldn't have gotten to this point"Wyatt thundered. Their voices woke eight years old Damien from sleep. Everywhere was dark.

By Tuesday afternoon, Manatee High felt louder than usual. Maybe it was the way everyone buzzed with the kind of energy that meant a break was close. The long weekend was coming, and most people already had plans. Emma didn’t—at least not yet. The bell rang for lunch, and Emma followed the usual crowd to the cafeteria. She spotted Connor sitting at their usual table with Ethan, Liam, and Chelsea. Ethan was talking fast, excitement written all over his face, while Connor laughed at something Chelsea said.

And his family isn’t even trying to reassure her that Sawyer hasn’t danced the mattress tango with another woman? Maybe they think he is working. I know better. “Hush,” Sweeney scolds Cage before she settles Emma into the nearest chair. “Honey, sit down before you fall down and tell us the latest from the doctor.” Emma does, looking alarmingly pale by the time she glances my way. “Did I forget anything?” “No.” Cage zips a cautious stare my way. “We haven’t met.” “Sorry.” Emma jumps to her feet. “Cage, this is one of Sawyer’s peers, Colt Whitaker.”

He snorts " Too bad, You're still very much lifeless, and you'll probably remain so until your very last breath. But who knows, you could prove me wrong. I'd like to see that " Emmett doesn't remain with Winter for long. He can't stand being in the same room with the other man. He leaves the Mansion and goes over to Damien's house. Damien was an investor to one of his Movies, So Emmett had been acquainted with him before and knew his address. He just never thought he would visit him one day. If there was one person he hates more than his brother, it was this cheating son of a bitch who thought the world revolved around him.

“No, I was her only child. I’ve never heard of any sibling. This… this doesn’t make sense.” Mandy’s sharp eyes scanned the photo again, and then she saw it—the names written underneath the picture. She read them out loud. “Diana Ross.” “That’s my mom’s name,” Dwight confirmed, still confused. Mandy’s voice grew shaky as she read the next name. “Dwight Mendez.” Dwight chuckled nervously. “I can’t believe he knew I was a Mendez from birth, and I lived most of my life as a Cullen.”

"MIRRA!!" Carrie screams as she races into the kitchen and tackles me at the knees. I laugh as I pick her up and bounce her little. Sometimes when I've been over here on the weekends, Carrie and her two older twin brothers, Tyler and Taylor, have been here, too. Carrie is barely three with long curly black hair, blue eyes, dark skin and chubby little cheeks. Tyler and Taylor are almost five. Both boys have the dark skin but Tyler has dirty-blond hair and hazel eyes while Taylor has dark brown hair and green eyes.