Emmett Twilight Novels & Stories

"This was a mistake." "Emmett was the beast."

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

Emma. Fuck!

Eric replied with a smile and while Ste-phen returned to his work Eric's phone dinged. It was a reply from Twilight on the his annoucement of leaving tomorrow. Twilight: Can I come with you? Eric mouth opened but didn't say a word. Her reply caught him off guard. His fingers flies over his keyboard as he reply. Eric: No you can't. Twilight: Why not? Eric exhaled. He can't explain this on text. He'll need to see her. Her message popped again. Twilight: Ah, I forgot for a moment I was exiled. I'm sorry. But, hope you take long. Where are you? We have a movie to watch together, remember?

This guy was seriously complimentkng him? “Uh, thanks. Martin is a great name too,” Ethan said, forcing a smile. “Excuse me,” Twilight interrupted from behind. “Hi, I’m Twilight.” She shot Ethan a disgusted look. “You shouldn’t sit with him. He’s an outcast. How about sitting with us?” Ethan sighed. He was used to this. Martin gave Ethan a look and frowned “An outcast?" he looked back at Twilight. "He doesn’t seem like one to me,” Martin said, glancing back at Ethan. “I think he’s cool.”

I took a long and shakily drawn-out breath and whispered back to him, “I know”. At the very moment the words left my mouth, my heart split in two. ---------------------------------------------------- Authors Note. Welcome back to The Moon Series. Thank you for your patience. I am working on multiple projects at the same time, but I will try to keep Twin Moon as my main priority. This section of the story will be vastly different from the happiness and sweetness that Part 1 gave you. But I hope that you stick with it through to the end. Remember to comment your thoughts and feelings along the way. I love reading your feedback.

The chatty Inessa Simmons is afraid today, nope, not today, she is a McCoy, Inessa Brian McCoy, my wife. A breeze of satisfaction blows me inside. I stand in front of the window, sigh, and wait for my wife to come out from her hiding cave so we can carry our marital work tonight. I am looking forward to the night, after all.

He knew that and used it to his advantage by toying with my emotions and using me. He broke me. But, I rebuilt myself Fixed what he broke And now I'm going to toy with his emotions, exactly the way he did with mine. 3 YEARS AGO Klara (PoV) NIGHT OF MARDI GRAS 21:00PM "Omg, you're joking right?" I say still laughing "Ya, my brother Matteo and I were huge 'How I Met Your Mother' fans, so he dared me" he replies chuckling "wow, that doesn't seem like you at all" I say, looking up from my drink (my fourth drink)

he grabbed Avery's arm and led her outside the faculty. “Emmett! You work here?” Avery asked as soon as they entered the café. “Yeah, I started working here lately. I need to pay my college fees.” Emmett smiled. “Ave, who's this cutie?” Tom asked, not taking his eyes off the handsome guy in front of him. “He's glowing!” Avery chuckled, “That’s Emmett, my friend and classmate.” “I love your hair, Emmett!” Tom exclaimed. Emmett smiled, “Thanks, uh…?”

When I opened the wooden door and entered the room, there were three more people in the room whom I called an emergency. “Why did you text us this late at the night? I was in bed with my wife, boss man. You need to understand I have a personal life too. I am married.” Matero said. He was a little irritated and annoyed by my message, but I didn’t give him any attention that he wanted. “What happened?” Caleb yawned from his seat.