Novel & Cerita Emy Story

breath I asked Leonidas one last question, “Leonidas I must ask, did t the sisters of fate stated they could never come to this world? And yet Enzo has declared they might?” My questions made Leonidas's eyes glaze as he linked Enzo, however they could but I could not end one very near day, as I waited Leonidas linked me, ‘Enzo was told Emmy found a reason to go to the mortal realm but that would be for a future that’s not as near as we believed it to be. Let’s just give this a stronger chance by being there for them both, as they are for us my love,’ Hearing his words made me feel a bit guilty from the lack of interest in being there for my friends, the only ones I have in my life, forever.

Am I that easy to read? “I-I don’t really want to pry on your personal life…” My voice came out as a squeak at first from suddenly speaking. Dang it. This is the reason why I don’t talk as soon as they spoke to me. I need to ready my thoughts and vocals first. “It's fine. I don’t mind telling the story of how I met Jayce. However, I believe Jayce has something to give you.” He spoke. Jayce exclaimed at Aziel’s reminder as he jumped up at his seat. He went to the treasure chest and pulled out something that looks like a package covered with paper and bound by a string. Then, he walked across the room to the kitchen and brought a container. He went back to sit and turned his body to face me th

It’s adorable how much effort Tiberius has put into tonight. I don’t think any guy, including Emilio, was my first. I barely remember losing my virginity, which doesn’t say much for Emilio’s abilities in hindsight. It just happened at a party playing seven minutes in heaven. And upon expanding my sexual experience for comparison, seven minutes is pitiful for a sexual encounter. I told myself I got the worst experience out of the way first. I mean, no virgin should question if it’s in.

Naomi I sank into the plush, teal jade comforter and let out a contented sigh. The room was like a sanctuary, with large windows allowing the golden rays of the morning sun to pour in. As I awoke from sleep, my thoughts turned to my family back home. I could almost taste my mother’s homemade meals and hear my sister’s laughter echoing through the house. But then reality hit me; I was here at the Chaos Coven, cut off from them with no way of communicating. They didn’t even know where I was. It felt like we were living in parallel universes, each going about our lives without ever finding a way back to each other. A sense of longing washed over me as I nestled down on my cotton candy cloud of

Emma’s POV “You have got to be kidding me!” I yelled at the movie I was watching on the TV. “I don’t think it’s ever that serious, Emma,” Liam said, laughing, as he walked down the stairs and into the living room where I was. “Good morning,” he said, walking into the kitchen and grabbing a glass of water. “Good morning,” I responded, glancing at him briefly. It’s been about three weeks of me living in the same house as Liam Henderson, a bit over a month since he and I got married, and two weeks since I started my new job at the Williamson Fashion House.

Esmeralda As I step into the imposing building of Cancade Inc., my heart pounds in my chest like a drum. It's my first day, and the nerves are getting the best of me. I've never worked as a secretary before, my only job experience being a stint at a fast food joint back in high school. But I believe in myself, I believe I can do this job.

Cassie’s POV You know that feeling when you think about something for so long that you start seeing it? You’ve made peace with it a long time ago, and you’re sure you’ll never live to see. But one day, one random day, you see it right in front of your eyes. And you don’t know if it’s true or just a desperate figment of your imagination. “Hi, mommy!” Emmy cried in excitement, pointing to the ground. “Enzo and I are ploughing. Do you want to join us?”

He rubbed my back in slow, soothing circles, his warm smile radiating comfort and reassurance. "You're okay now?" he asked softly, his eyes searching mine for any lingering traces of distress. I nodded vigorously, my cheeks still stained with tears. "I'm sorry I got so emotional. I just... I never thought..." I trailed off, my voice choked with emotion. "It's okay," Ryan murmured, his hand still on my back. "I couldn't read through all the messages," he said, turning his attention to the screen. "What does it say?" I sniffled and wiped my eyes with the back of my hand. "I've been shortlisted. I'll be participating in a government vote," I explained, my voice shaky. "Will you come with me?"

But I couldn't resist, I couldn't resist the other little voice in my head that kept telling me to confirm, that kept telling me it was all a bad dream. Isabella hesitated for some moment before she handed me the phone. Any the messages were dated exactly nine months ago, and they told a story I didn't want to believe. ‘Having dinner with you was amazing. You are amazing.’ ‘I don't want this week to end.’ ‘Emery doesn't understand me the way you do.’

I know he is talkative and no matter how much I wanted this to be a quiet journey, I was aware that option was long thrown out the window knowing he would be coming with me. “Emery must have grown even more powerful from the last time we met. She has always been gifted and time is something she preys on but unlike the witches, she is not allowed to make direct disclosure.” Anan was even more interested in the story of my life. Emery had been so little when it was just the both of us against the world. Years and I would never have thought our future would look anything like this.