Emmett Twilight Backstory Novels & Stories

Dad just moved his paper back up and cleared his throat. I tapped my foot, getting his attention. “Fine.” Eddy said obviously defeated. “I’m sorry Emily. I didn’t plan this.” “Just. Leave!” I screamed. Then he walked out the door. I waited until I heard his car start and take off down the road before I ran to my room and cried. I turned my phone off. There was little doubt that my best friend, and werewolf, Nicole was going to call me. She had to know what he was coming here to tell me.

The splitting headache had subsided, leaving her with a lingering sense of awe and a renewed understanding of the weight of her actions. Emily knew that her journey was far from over. With newfound humility and a resolve to grasp the complexities of her role, she embarked on a different path—one that would seek to unite, heal, and restore harmony to the vampire kingdom. The mysteries surrounding the throne and the vampire queen Sofia would continue to unravel, but now Emily understood that her destiny was intertwined with the fate of an entire realm. • After the revelations and encounters that had unfolded, Emily returned to the vampire sanctuary seeking guidance from the wise and ancient mo

The table was square; Liz and the officer sat opposite me, while Pamela sat adjacent to us. The young man cleared his throat before speaking. " Umm...I uh. I guess I should introduce myself first."I almost laughed at the way he was fidgeting. Gosh! He was so shy and Liz was the one making him feel that way. She was staring daggers at him. " I'm Eren Scott." He extended his hand for a handshake. " You said your name was Henry Harold aka double H," Liz spoke accusingly The young man, or rather Eren, almost choked. " Ahem ....Miss Elizabeth, I only said that because you kept insisting that I tell you my name."

The thought of her filled him up through the night and he wanted to get it sorted out. Eric had established different companies in Arkansas and was also a board member in many different companies. His new project was going to be the talk of the town as he had dreamt it would be, two twin 20-storey buildings linked together by a small bridge with all social amenities inside. Fascinating, he thought to himself as he carefully shaved his beard in the shower. "I need to look good today," he thought out loud, " I must make a good first impression, who knows today will be a winning day for me with Sandra". He hurriedly showered and made himself a cup of coffee.

Just darkness all over you. Escape could never put an end to a battle, it will only hunt you again and again. So, I chose to finally face it. The battle that was plotted for me. Standing now, looking at everyone around me. With witches and werewolves, among us, I am the only half-blooded. Being different is a blessing and a curse, and they were part of my Twisted Fate.

I doubt that he if knows my middle name. “You surprised me every time you spoke. Just when I think you can’t talk more nonsense than you did a second before, you prove me wrong saying something utterly rubbish.” He was in awe. I threw a kiss in the air towards him; he didn’t move or flinch as he did during the gala night; I think he was coming to terms with my lovely character. Before leaving Matthew McCoy, my soon-to-be father-in-law announced the wedding takes place one month later. One thing I notice McCoy’s aren’t affectionate at all, all of them are robots, one is different from the other, or functions in a different way, but they are all the same. Expect Lyra, of course.

Frustration swelled up within him, and he was slightly displeased because no one bothered to switch on all the lights knowing his arrival. Just as he was about to instruct the officers to switch on all the light, Zion suddenly yelled with excitement before he could do so. "Emmett, you are finally here! If you were a second late, I might be dead already." A lanky figure with a blood stained face rushed towards Emmett with excitement written all over his face. Emmett initially could not figure out the appearance of the man with the help of the dim lights. He was surprised when he recognized the person to be Zion, the son of his close friend, Roddy.

================================ EMMETT ALBREICHT. Emmett picked up his fiancée, Amanda, from her office because they are going to attend his mother's birthday party, back at their hometown, which is in Walnut Creek. It's going to be a four-hour-drive from the big city, so that's why they need to be early to avoid the evening rush traffic. Four hours passes by quickly, and now they are making their way inside the Albreicht family huge estate... After a few minutes, Emmett finally parked his car and steps out from the vehicle. He went towards the passenger's seat side and opened the door for Amanda.

She hung up. ​ Emma let her head fall onto her new kitchen counter. It took everything in her to keep her emotions in check during that call. She took a few deep breaths before she straightened up. Night had fallen and Emmett was sound asleep. His medications made him very tired and ensured he would sleep through the night. But Emma scribbled him a quick note anyway. Just in case. ​ *Went for a walk. Be back late. Call me if you need me to come back. Love, Emma.*

he leaned in, resting his elbows on his thighs. I wanted to shift a little further but I had already reached the end of the bed. I might fall off and that wouldn't be a good thing right now. I know he knows how scared I was, I could see myself visibly shaking frantically. He picked up the vase he kept on my bed, peering Into it like he couldn't believe he came out from it. Or he doesn't know he did? “I'm Emmett, the last original wolf shifter. I'm more than you could ever think I am.