Emmett Forrest Legally Blonde Novels & Stories

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?”

“Tell your boss that I said I'll decline this ride if he doesn't let my business partner, Mr Emmett, come with me. We're going to attend a program afterward.” I spoke to his driver in a calm and straight voice. Emmett and I stood on the porch, and the driver stood by the black SUV. I was dressed up in a white button-up gown, black heels, and a blonde wig over my head. The dress dress created an aura to slay; the black heels I had worn were the faces of the people who wished me dead."

I promise. The Luna's eyes finally lights up with hope. She stands from the seat with a grateful smile. "Her name is Emma Abrams. She has pitch black hair, big blue eyes and is just as tall as me." She says and a wave of shock runs through my body like a jolt of lighting. She couldn't be speaking of my wicked mate, could she?

My mind flashed back. “Wow Kay. You look great!” Emett said, holding blue and green carnations up to me. He was dressed in a tux, looking amazing. I reached out and grabbed the flowers from him, wearing a dark blue strapless dress. “Thank you Emett.” “I’m glad you decided to come with me,” he said, “I promise you we’re going to have so much fun.” I smiled. “I hold it to you sexy.” He grinned.

"a lopsided grin tugged at Abigail's lips. Lena brimmed in excitement and nodded. "Yes, mother. I'll do anything." Abigail turned to her and giggled. "How about njm for an husband too? What do you think?" Lena grins widened. "He is quite good, but he has already been stained by crazy big sissy but we can always wash him, right? He would be running after me soon."

Absolutely nothing. “You have to. Or I'm going to force you!!” “Millie just stop okay.” “No, I won't. As a member of our family, I won't let you embarrass us with such a hair color. Emery had black hair.” “I'm not Emery.” I pointed out, tears filling my eyes. “I agree, she was much better than you.” Millie gritted her teeth in anger and she suddenly grabbed me by my wrist. “Let me go,” I yelled, struggling with her.

He didn’t want to worry Simone about what happened in their final year. “I wouldn’t have thought he would remember anything about you. Once I got the shoebox back; I locked it away” Emmett responds, shrugging his shoulders. “It was most likely a guess.” “Yeah, right. And pigs are flying backwards in outer space” Lester chuckles as Emmett glares at him. “What? It seems strange when he’s told her name is Simone Peterson, he instantly jumps to her being your sister. What aren’t you telling us?”

It’s a surprise how her tall thin frame could hold that many bags. But that was the least of my problems in her outfit. Her hair... “You dyed your hair blonde???” I gasp getting on my feet to feel the texture of her hair. It looks surreal. Emily is African American... Why did she think of going blonde? What is going on? She dumps the bags on the settee in the sitting room, clearly not aware of Dimitri’s presence. She removes the cap and her hair bounces in the process. “Ignore me.” She glares at me intensely. “Look at you Dee, living here like a hermit.”

"Emmett, go wait outside the pits. I want you to be the first person Lilith sees when she gets out of there. Then take her back to your place and get her settled in. You can do whatever you want with her, torture-wise. But you're not allowed to kill her. Understood?" Emmett nodded, slipping his hands into his pocket. His blonde hair fell over his eyes from the movement. The sleeves of his black dress shirt were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his tattooed arms. He's always appeared to be the most relaxed out of all of us, but behind those blue eyes and calm demeanour is a monster just like the rest of us. It's his easy smile and his steel blue eyes that make him a dangerous predator.

Alex chuckled, garnering everyone's attention. Desiree immediately darted her eyes at him and asked, "What's so funny?" "Nothing, I just remembered the way the Sinclair family treated Emma. She was the Luna of the pack but she was reduced to the position of a maid within the household. Is this how the Sinclair family treats their women?" The crowd collectively chuckled, fueling her anger. She asked, "You! Who are you?" "I am Alexander Frost, Emma's lawyer."