Emmett Forrest Legally Blonde Novels & Stories

Ember mumbled under her breath. “Let’s come and meet him,” The blonde rose from the bar stool, tugging at the bottom of her plunging neckline to dramatically enhance her cleavage. Before her friend could react, the blonde caught her by the arm and ushered her to where Blackstone stood with now a crystal glass in his hand. Ember's curious gaze followed the two. The blonde spoke to him. Icen Clayton Blackstone temples scrunched into a frown and although he wasn’t talking to Ember, she found herself uneasily biting her lower lip. She couldn't hear him, but the words were loud and clear. Get lost.

Emma swore to herself that she would turn the situation around—she would make Lucas Moura Blackwood kneel before her and see her as more than merely a formal ornament in this house. The next morning, the morning sun illuminated the spacious courtyard of the Blackwood residence with a warm golden glow. Emma took the first step of the plan forming in her mind. She deliberately woke earlier than usual, wearing a soft cream-colored business blazer that perfectly hugged her slender figure, radiating a professional yet elegant aura that was difficult to ignore.

“And since you’re pregnant -” Emmet turned his head toward Scarlett, looking surprised. “You’re pregnant?” he held her hand, his lips trembling as he sniffled. Mike bit his bottom lip and looked sadly at her. “Scarlett, Emmet can get a lawyer for you if you want, but even if Red does not press charges against you, you still obstructed justice by conspiring with Sherrilyn.”

Replied Emmie to him. “Alright,” Joshua nodded. “Young master, go in first and I’ll come to see you mater. Be good and don’t run around. Yeah?” Emmie said gently as she opened the door. “Got it,” then Joshua went to the post- production battle ground. Emmie closed the car door. ........ In a car away from Joshua and Emmie, there was a composed blonde woman. She was especially beautiful and looked extremely perfect. She had thick lips a tall nose and gorgeous blue eyes. This was the most beautiful faces in the United states.

Emily gazed up at her with relief, having someone to stand up for you, was really a golden ticket. The door bursted open, and two identical little twins walked in. Emma and Ethan Roberts. Emily had her blonde hair tied in a pony tail, as she walked elegantly, her emerald green eyes glistening perfectly, in other words, She was described cute. Everyone vouched for her. Ethan, on the other hand, was identical with his twin sister, however, his blonde hair was scattered, as layers of hair peeked through his collarbone. Even as a little kid, he was cute- maybe not cute, but way handsome than any other little kid.

“She’s mated to an awful wolf and she’s become this incubator. She loves her kids though, so there is that. I think she wanted to produce Alpha pups but she somehow lost her Alpha aura. She also has the blonde hair and brown eyes, she a little taller than I am.” Luna Katerina was nodded, her hand covering her mouth but I didn’t think she was doing it purposely. “Then there is you and your brother?” I nodded. “Emmett and I were always considered Irish twins. While there are some differences between my other siblings, Emmett and I are just a mirror of each other. Outside his height growth at the beginning of Freshman year. If I cut my hair in his style, I could have passed for him. We’ve reall

He’d graduated at the top of his class from the University of Oregon, and he’d been working as a public defender since he’d passed the bar. As they entered his office, the sunlight streaming through the only window, Phin’s hair gleamed. Emily had never seen a shade like that: it was strawberry blond, but depending on the light, it either looked pure red or pure blond. Right then, the sunlight made the auburn strands sparkle. It was ridiculous, really. Emily had to force her thoughts away from admiring her brother’s lawyer’s hair like a total idiot. Stop gawking at the lawyer, Em.

She could feel how tired her body and soul were from her constant battle, yet as she watched the sun set solemnly before her eyes, it gave her hope, peace, and a little happiness. But she knew it was only temporary, as sunset also meant new suffering. Emily Lawrence lived differently than others; she was treated with extreme prejudice because the pack, particularly her brother, who was the current Alpha, saw her as a disgrace. He said she was cursed, and that she was born differently. While the rest of the pack had naturally dark skin and jet black hair, her skin was as white as snow, and her hair was naturally dyed a ginger color that became even brighter whenever she exposed herself to sun

Helen, her friend, a beautiful lady with blonde hair framing her face, inquired, concern etched on her features. "I don't know, I feel like I'm going crazy. I can't even tell him how I feel, no!" she exclaimed, her frustration bubbling over. She slammed her hand on the cocktail table, making the glasses jump. The music pulsed around them, loud and insistent, making conversation a struggle.

I smile hearing Emmett. “Oh, proposed, then said I can only wear it for five minutes then she has to save it for the next cute guy she walks past and proposes to.” Ashton laughs. “Oh, well that deserves me giving her up.” He pulls the blanket and I scream. “Traitor!” I glare at Emmett and crawl around him to hide behind him, my arms grasping at his back. “They fucking knew. Why else would there be a Raven-shaped bump in the blanket between my fucking legs?”