Emorey Novels & Stories

Emorie sneered, “But she’s just ugh! I can’t stand her. She always walks around thinking she’s better than everyone. As far as I’m concerned, she only stays relevant because she kept breaking up and getting back together with Chaos. They’re the most toxic couple I have ever laid eyes on, if you can even call them that.” I turned to her, “Chaos?” It was such an odd name. “Yeah,” She dragged out the word with a sidelong glance, “About him. I was gonna save the worst for last since he hasn’t even gotten here. But I’m talking about Cormac Graves. He goes here you know.” Cormac Graves. There was something about that name… but I just couldn’t put my finger on it at the moment. “Who is Cormac Grave

Lady Moore replied in a tone that could freeze honey, “that you take a moment to consider the repercussions of your words.” “And the same applies to you!” Emory returned without missing a beat, a tad irritated by her attitude. “I don’t care who you think you are, there’s no excuse for talking to me like that,” Emory declared, her eyes blazing. “Don’t think for one second that I’m intimidated by your stature or your army of guards,” Emory continued, her voice steeling. “I could take you on any fucking day, now get the fuck out of my way!” The ferocity of Emory’s voice was enough to make the rocks tremble. Fists clenched and gaze unflinching, she stood against Lady Moore, who seemed ready to b

Integrity +1 → 8/10 Remy Dagger Sync +1 → 95% Celeste Valentina Morua—14, Level 2, Crown equipped— curled into Remy ready for Monday and every mist-space night after.

Xyla chuckled after hearing Emil’s words. “Give up, Harvey. You can’t protect Miley. She has nothing to do with you, no matter how we look at it. “This is the sect’s business! If you’re still going to get involved, then don’t blame us if you actually die for it!” Harvey sighed. “So after the Smalt Sect starts working together with Evermore… You people think you’re very impressive, huh? “Well, I have a question… Emil’s clearly from America. His father’s not actually Roue of the Twelve Earthly Branches, right?”

He's such a teaser. ''No, I really like lions. By the way, isn't Emery a greyish-black form of corundum?'' I raise an eyebrow and he sighs, rolling his eyes; he probably have had this kind of question before but I don't blame him. Yet, his name sounds perfect. It matches him in a way that I think it wouldn't. ''Tell me something I don't know,'' He smirks.

This was the first time since that day I would be seeing him again. Emery moaned and gasped around me, the vibrations she was causing nearly tipped me over but I wasn't ready to come yet so I fingered her even more intensely. She released me to gasp, her back arching as she came. "Sir… I…" She struggled to put her thoughts into words as she came down from her high.

The student body went into applause. “Any question?” Chloe asked “What was behind the name Empire?” Cami was the person to ask the question. Yes Cami was still in school, she was still a grade away from graduating high school. “That is a great question. Empire was the name of my late Godmother; I owe her a lot so I named everything I own after her.” Chloe replied with a smile

"She wants to ask if it's okay with you if she joins us for lunch this Monday." I thought it was something bad. But I guess I really don't have a problem with Emery. She is the cutest among the Rellis. Well, not cute as in physically. She looks indeed sweet and adorable, but once you look at her cold amber eyes, you would see something like a perfect combination of devil and angel. Yeah, so gorgeous and intimidating at the same time. "Sure. I have no problem with that," I said.

It seemed like a ghost was before them. "As some of you might recognize me. I am Karis Reynolds, former Mrs Karis De Marco and presently Madam Esmeralda from Sky Link, and yes, I am back from the dead to join my family to celebrate such a joyous occasion. The celebration of the engagement of my sweet step-sister Emma Reynolds and my not-so-charming ex-husband, Xander." Everyone's eyes were on me, and despite the fact I had a confident smile on my face, I was nervous deep down because of him.

I lied, well it's technically the truth. "Ain't you gonna get your lunch?" Angel asked. "I'll get it for her since she seems tired. What do you want?" Hottie asked and I told him. He got up and left to get our meals. Looking at them, I could see the slight resemblance. They both had jet black hair and adorable dimples but while Hottie had hazel eyes, Angel had silver eyes and a lip ring. "I'm sure you're now convinced I'm not an Angel?" He smirked.