Emori Novels & Stories

There was a memory within, older than her name and buried deeper than any dream. Emery stood in the middle of a magnificent hall composed of fire and obsidian. Her eyes were blazing with purpose—and something darker—and she wore a crown that bled light. In front of her, two figures knelt. The Nobleman. Lips sealed in adoration, lips composed and proud. The Man in the Mask. Even then, rebellious, bruised, and silent. However, the world wasn't broken by them. She was. "I made a decision," Emery whispered. "Did I not?"

Dead or alive. “I…I apo-lo” “Apology accepted” I took out the words from his mouth. It seemed as though he couldn't get himself to bring out a straight sentence without stuttering. I quickly pulled out a black card from the length of my left pocket handing it over to the hefty fellow who had unarguably gone humble. It was a premium membership card of Club Erebus which simply meant that I didn't have to go through the stress of filing in for a reservation prior to then. The perks of being good at what to do, I guess. You'll understand with time.

Grand Lord Ottai’s bondmate had barely left the eastern wings in recent years. Aekeira knew they lost their only son. Could that be why Lady Morina had secluded herself in their domain? The lady reached for Emeriel’s hand. "I know we were never acquainted, but I have heard so much about you—both of you. I wish we had more time to get to know each other. Unfortunately, over the years, I have barely left Mabblewood." Her eyes turned sad. "I won’t take up much of your time," Morina reached into the folds of her gown, retrieving three small bottles. "Take this, Emeriel." She pressed the bottles into Emeriel’s hands.

Emma. Fuck!

Strength in Unity The morning air was crisp as Emily stepped onto the training grounds behind the mansion, her breath visible in the cool breeze. The familiar smell of earth and sweat filled her senses, bringing with it a sense of calm and focus she hadn’t felt in weeks. This was where she found her strength, where she could push away the darkness that had settled over her since Austin’s death.

*** Kane I have told Emory all the gory details of the witch hunts, what I can remember of that time. She is horrified and saddened to hear about a war my people tried to erase from the world, not wanting anyone to remember our viciousness. Emory isn’t completely shocked as she spent most of her childhood with her people at war with mine. She has some idea of the atrocities of war.

It's not like anyone would care about how he truly feels. He sighs and doesn't reply. " it's okay to say that you are not fine, " Oren says and jerks Ace shoulders, so he looks into his eyes. Ace's eyes are crammed to the brim with tears, a blink and it will rain. Oren's hard eyes soften, he pulls Ace in a crushing hug. It's warm. The hug is warm, it's Ace's first warm hug, a hug that he craved from his mother. He blinked and his eyes showered his cheeks.

, Lena said to Dawn, a couple of hours later, pushing away the file she’d been skimming through “all these words are starting to blur together” “Theres no need”, Dawn said looking up from the page she had been reading “I know where Mathew Drummond is buried”. “Where?” Lena asked, leaning over to read the paper. “’Ravenhill Cemetery’”, Dawn read aloud “’In a grave marked with his initials MD’”. “That’s it?” Lena questioned “there aren’t any other markings or writing on it?” “I’m afraid not”, Dawn answered. She looked up at her friend “you didn’t think it was going to be easy, did you?” she teased.

said the monster with green eyes slightly touching her hair . " If you are curious , you can also have a taste of my sword . Apperantly , my sword is very found of monsters like you . " said Kiara pulling the sword out and pointing it at him . Kiara looked at him and saw him smirking . " I see ! But I am not a monster , miss . My name is Emre and I am a scientist and doctor like your little friend over there . " said Emre with a sneaky smile and turned his head towards Gilbert .

Iridescent scales slide down her arms. "For a mortal that likes to whore herself out to paras you're one stupid as bitch. You don't have a clue how this world works. Well little clubwhore; you're about to get a crash course. Rage is my fated mate. We have sealed our bond. That means I have all his memories right up here." Remi says tapping the side of her head. Emerson shrugs her shoulders.