Emmett Twilight Novels & Stories

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."

Damon: The sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting soft golden streaks across the bed. I blinked against the light, feeling the weight of the world, at least for this moment, lift just enough for me to breathe. For now, I allowed myself to feel the peace that I wanted to feel. I wanted to allow my mate to feel my presence by her side. I wanted her to understand that she was safe in my arms, that no one and nothing was going to harm her.

Then he felt his stomach growl. Hmmm… Twilight opens his bag. “Ouch.” The bag had his supplies but it no longer had any food. Hmmm, I was so focused on my work, I forgot about my supplies. Knowing that he wouldn’t last if he had no food, Twilight takes out his map. Looking at the worn-down map of Etana, Twilight notes where he is. There’s a grocery store nearby but… I think it’s already out of supplies? The nearby base took its stock… but the second nearest store is… far away… and I have to pass through a conduit domain… no thanks.

He did a double-take at the rooms peeking at him below the charred border that should have been covered by the roof. Oh, what the fuck? Emmett glanced warily at the car parked beside him. Gritting his teeth, he pushed open the car door and let the fresh air enter his nose. Walking up the front steps, his fingers trembled when they wrapped around the doorframe. “Franklin? It’s Emmett. Emmett Kinley. You . . . you in there, man?”

Soon after, she fell into disadvantage, and the female monarch noticed it as a victorious smirked creeped up in her purple chapped lips. "You're going to die, any last words?" The female monarch mocked, brandishing her claws against Twilight one after another, with gleeful tone as if she had already won. "F*ck you! F*ck you and your damned children! Burn in hell!" BANG! Both Twilight and the female monarch flew away from each other due to the powerful explosion caused by Twilight's spiritual power bursting out. A loud bang resounded as Twilight landed heavily on the ground. When she opened her eyes, she saw that she had fallen beside the unmoving Patrick. Thankfully, the man didn't forget to

Emmet laughed, then smiled brightly at him, shutting the door, filing away the comment to analyse later, during his mandatory nanobot project shift. He twirled around to place the tray on the table. "I didn't know what fruit you liked, so I put a little bit of everything in here, then added honey to sweeten the pot, and get your blood sugar levels up," Emmet explained cheerily, bouncing over to pull the curtains open, flicking open the window to let the morning sea breeze run amok. Red_Two shivered and pulled himself under the blanket hoping to shield himself from the cold wind, and the world. Emmet turned back to him and watched him burrow under the cover like an earthworm, and shut the win

CHAPTER 1: BLOOD. July 3rd,1996. "I can't believe I'm on my knees begging you to spare my life"Tobias O'Connell muttered, bitterly to Wyatt Gentry whom he had supposedly called his best friend for so many years. This bestfriend now held him at gunpoint. "If you had just listened to me,it wouldn't have gotten to this point"Wyatt thundered. Their voices woke eight years old Damien from sleep. Everywhere was dark.

Liam assured and hugged her. It was 6 months already, and Elena was still at the restaurant. Although Elena was tired of working there, she wanted something different and she hoped for something better. Elena was denied entrance to Harvard where she dreamt of schooling. She was a minority and needed an adult to represent her. It was pretty hard. , she had no one to turn to. she worked and saved up till she turned and tried her best to make sure she did well. Elena was at work when two pretty ladies walked in. They were both dressed in exotic and expensive trending wear. One was a white girl with black short ponytail hair, dressed up in gold pants and a strapless top with black heels, the oth

It may seem sudden, but Twilight had conspired with this for years. She had caught everyone off guard by suddenly launching an attack. Larissa hurriedly returned to the Sawyer family. Her uncles, Mandon and Andrew, had the same symptoms. Ambrose looked cold as if a storm was brewing inside him. "What's the situation like outside?" Max reported solemnly, "Mr. Hamilton, things aren't looking great. Twilight has targeted the chairmen or chief executive officers of big conglomerates.

For every job, she went by the pseudonym 'Libre. Libre, when translated to the local tongue, meant freedom. And freedom was something Emma had always been pursuing and longing for. Emma nodded. "Yes, it's me. May I know who is on the line?" The other person then said, "I'm the music director of Twilight Games, Joyce Murray. I've seen your lyrics and heard your song; I like what you've created." Hearing that the other person liked her work, Emma was so happy she did not know what to say for a moment.