Emmett Twilight Novels & Stories

Emmett nodded slightly and smiled wryly as he said, “It's best if there's vitality. Even if there isn't, I won't blame the heavens. Since I was born, my life has been hanging by a thread. If it weren't for Miss adopting me and treating my illness, I might have died in infancy. It’s all thanks to Miss that I could live to such an old age…” Mr. Raven patted his shoulder and said, “Emmett, don't be so pessimistic. For us, meeting Miss means we're all blessed people. This is all accumulated karma from past lives. Among the countless people in this world, how many can stay forever young for hundreds of years like Miss? The fact that we were able to meet her proves that our luck is better than mos

he asks stepping forward to get a better look at my face, I back up and with finding my lighter in the driver's seat, I light up a smoke and exhale to the right of me away from him. "It's alright. Nothing," I backed up another step from him as he stepped forward to touch me. Taking the hint he drops his hand and stays where he is. "I'm Jason, Jason Austin." He holds his hand out for me to shake. I take it carefully and shake his hand. "I'm Marrallyn Wheaton, nice to meet you." Boy, this guy yummy. "How old are you?"

He nodded and handed over the microphone to him. Emmett smiled wide, his natural charisma coming forward. “I wanted to also congratulate my twin on her finding her mate. It was hard finding the right gift but I did find one I think is truly worthy of her.” My eyes widened and I started to step forward but it was too late. Emmett’s power burst out from him, the tentacles lashing out around, hitting the table that the DJ was set up on, knocking him over. A few chairs that were on the stage were victims as well, flying into the grass. However, they mostly focused on our Father, who was pushed to his knees. He looked shocked, but whatever was dripping from the tentacles was burning his shirt and

His eyes widen as soon as he sees the bounce house and begins squirming in his father's arms, wanting down. Dimitri wraps his arms around Dominic and Emmett as they watch the birthday twins run off toward the bounce house. Dimitri's heart was full as he held his mates in his arms while watching their children play. Dimitri's hand moves to Emmett's stomach and smiles when he feels the Omega's small baby bump. "Who wants a twisty cream soda?" Ethan hollers out and Emmett frowns, wishing he could have one. ‘They taste so yummy!’ Emmett thought and then licked his lips as he began looking around, trying to figure out what he could eat.

Emma noticed every single act. “Alex Donalds..”The priest called, pushing a sacred sword towards him has a way of making him vow to Emma. “Do you take Alpha Emmaline to be your wife, mate and Luna in trouble, peace and Joy. To rule the pack beside her and take the heavy load of the Alpha in her stead?”

One of the twins began to cry and Emmett sighed. "I think they might be the best contraception in the world." he muttered "Didn't work for Isabella." I smirked "Isabella is high maintenance. Since we were kids." he laughed. "I'll get the crying pup. You stay and get yourself a cold shower." he laughed tying a towel around his waist. ***Emmett POV ***

Ellie asked watching him, he wasn’t at the training ground this morning. He sniffed the air his expression changing, Ellie snarled at him and he bowed. “Apologies Luna” “Who are you?” Ellie demanded “I am Emmett the Beta of the Crimson pack” “Oh, I see, I haven’t been seeing you around” Ellie said “I am sorry about that, I had been on some official mission” “It is nice to meet you Emmett” Smiled Ellie and before he could actually say what he came over to say, two other people joined them.

unofficial reason: watching bretta fight with maternity dresses and mama] Tessa jumps in immediately. TESSA: [please send photos] TESSA: [i need visual entertainment] TESSA: [my life is just work, instant noodles, and true crime. you are the healthiest drama i have] “Healthy,” I mutter. “Sure.” Emmett finally shows up, three little bubbles appearing, disappearing, then popping up again like he’s typing while walking. EM: [you didn’t answer the main question] EM: [are things safe?]

I looked up and recognized him from one of the photos that Vincent made me study, Emmet, Emmet Stanford, his friend who works at the bank during the day and then owns a bar at night. As much as I hate what Vincent did tonight, I still need to deliver my end of the bargain. I sat up straight and gave him one of my practiced smiles as I replied, “We are schoolmates.” They look at me waiting for me to say more but if there’s one thing I learned about my training is that less is more. “That’s it?” The blonde gut on Emmet’s left asked. Garrett. Garrett Winston, the heir of the famous Winston Hotels. His father owns this very hotel. And just like Emmet, he also has his own business, and that’s a s

I say loud enough to grab his attention. Emmett turns with a surprised look on his face as his stormy blue eyes meet my own. He runs his hands through his dark, black hair, messing it up in a sexy way as he draws in a breath before speaking. He looks delicious in his black tux that is struggling to stay buttoned across his massive chest and shoulder muscles. I absentmindedly lick my lips as I take him in.