Emmett Forrest Legally Blonde Novels & Stories

Gone just like that? [Emmett Stone is the one who came in between them! Is he trying to gain legitimacy? That shameless brat!] [What a disgusting man! Is Kim Carey blind? Why would she give up such a good man like Julian and find this boy toy?] Emmett's smug face stiffened when he saw the comments. His arrogance soon turned into condescension. "What do you mean coming in between them? We're the ones legally married. You hear me? Check the definition of legally married in the dictionary!"

Emmet was explaining when I entered the room. “And I am keeping it,” Ems replied firmly despite the sound of her voice and the bruises on her face, as Garrett tried his best to feed her. “But that came from that monster,” Emmet shouted. “And I am this child’s mother,” Ems countered, “You will be this child’s uncle.”

“It’s strange seeing you prance around like a smiling ballerina. What’s going on and why are you so happy? I almost thought it’s the start of the apocalypse.” I chuckle at her joke. “Well, if you must know… My boy Emmett just shifted. And I was there to guide him.” Heather snaps into attention, and I see a glimmer of a smile appearing on her lips. “Well, that’s just wonderful! He seems… quite young for such a feat though, I have to admit.” I shrug. “Well, he is part white wolf, it happens to them. He’s black and white, though, and he’s perfect. Everything about it is perfect.”

" My hand shook, a mix of shock and disbelief coursing through me. I caught Natalie Cooper's triumphant look and her voice, tinged with self-pity. "Emmett, if she doesn't want us to do it, let's drop it. It's like being tied up and beaten with a stick—I can take it." Without a backward glance, Emmett shoved past me. "Forget about her." Emmett was different today—sharp and dapper in his new clothes and haircut, a stark contrast to his usual self. Maybe he had guessed we would not go through with the marriage license. So he never prepared before our registration.

“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.

She bowed her head to me and slowly walked down the stairs. I followed her. She was walking into the office in a lifeless manner. Then I saw Emmett standing near the door, smiling at me, appearing as though he was waiting for me to speak. “Good day, Alpha Emmett,” I bowed my head in greeting. He smiled. “What a beautiful day, Janet. After the rain, the sun shines again.” I asked politely, “Alpha Leo is in the office. What business brings you here?” “I was going to say I came here to discuss destroying the forest in the north to build a golf course. I am the one who will be responsible for that project.” Emmett clearly knew I would be so shocked I'd be speechless.

March 1965] My hands are sweaty as I hold onto my best friend Emmy. I’m glad I just got my hair styled with that new relaxer, the cut neatly curled into a chin-length bob. When people see me, my red hair is always a shock. Nobody expects a colored girl like me with skin the deep shade of chocolate to have bright red hair and green eyes. “Too pretty for a girl like you,” is what most of them say.

Forrest scoffed. “Hypocrite?” Hibiki asked. “Oh yeah. You know how at all her red carpets she’s with her friend, the one with the black hair and pixie cut?” Forrest smirked. “Um, yes. Wait, are you saying that the woman is more than a friend?” I laughed. “Bingo. Emma has been secretly dating her best friend since high school. Including when both had boyfriends and even husbands.” Forrest smiled as he happily spilled that tea.

Loads of she-wolves suddenly moved towards Emmett. "Seems our mate is hot property." Soairse snarled in my head. "Alpha Emmett so fabulous to see you" a blond barbie in a pink gown giggled as she touched his arm. Soairse growled "Dont touch my mate" she roared Throwing myself forward between Emmett and the giggly blonde resisting the unusual feeling I had to slap her I instead mustered a huge smile and stuck my hand out.

I had more than a few bruises and scratches from the crash, and since my wolf was so exhausted, I hadn’t been able to heal yet. Once I was submerged, Ember turned and kneeled beside the tub, helping me scrub the dye out of my hair. I watched miserably as the water began to turn brown. “It took a lot of time to get my hair so blonde, you know,” I said, pinching the chocolate strands between my fingers. “So much money… So many trips to the hair salon…” Ember scoffed. “It did not look as good as you think.” My cheeks flushed. “Gee. Thanks.” Everyone back home seemed to prefer the blonde. Especially the men.