Emmett Forrest Legally Blonde Novels & Stories

Mr. Lockhart didn't speak to Ember again during the trip; perhaps he felt bad opening the topic about her ex which he wasn't aware she'd broken up with. She was glad that he didn't and she was able to relax during the trip. Opening the book to where she left off, Ember continued reading. ~~~ “What have they done to your lovely hair, Eve?” Ana Adams looked at her friend with a horrified look in her eyes. Her best friend's ebony black silky hair had been dyed into blonde. Even her shapely eyebrows had been dyed to match the color of her hair.

“Yes. As prepared as I can be for this weekly shitshow.” She laughs, shaking her head. “Let’s motivate.” Emily Foster is… something else. Her long, wavy hair frames her face perfectly, her eyebrows sharp and expressive, her full lips always curved with confidence. Her light brown eyes catch everything, and miss nothing. She looks permanently sun kissed, like she was born on a Caribbean island or somewhere warm and wild. She’s stunning, efficient, and smart as hell. She's a damn good secretary.

I’ve loved no one more than her, so much that it leaves me speechless. Her beauty is endless, so fucking beautiful. Her beauty is like the sunset. “Breathtaking.” She can make any man weak in the knees. We were walking back to the pack house when Maddy and I heard a deafening growl. We ran towards the sound! Right in front of the pack house steps stood Alpha Alonzo Emmett and his son, Young Alpha Ryan Amory Emmett, who prefers to go by Emmett. Alpha Alonzo is from the Dark Sky’s pack, an hour away from here.

“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.