Emy Story Novels & Stories

----------- EMMA I slowly wake to the muffled sound of males talking and the rumble of one of those voices under my ear. I smile and then blush as I remember Samuel wrapping his arms around me and then me crying like a little pup in his arms. What I had told him was the truth. Other than the odd good memory of Jeremiah, Ali and Finn and eventually Benjamin, my life has been one long nightmare.

Recalling everything he'd done to Sylvie, Connor nearly drowned under his remorse. Just then, Anna abruptly found him. "Connor Shaw! Just how long do you plan on carrying on with this spectacle?" It was her first time screaming his full name. Looking up, Connor noticed Anna's tear-streaked face and red, swollen eyes. In the past, he would've immediately hugged her out of tender concern, but now, the only one he could think of was Sylvie. He brandished the book he was reading and said to Anna, "Look! Merpeople do exist! Sylvie is a mermaid. She was the one who rescued me from the ocean all those years ago…"

Amelia said in a stern tone. "You mean adult messages?" Emma asked, grinning. "I am sure you will give that boy a heart attack. Poor boy!" Amelia said, narrowing her eyes. "Now go and quickly get his number from his friends!" Emma said and Amelia went away shaking her head at her. "My love story is going to start soon!" Emma said, smiling peacefully. *God be like: So be it*

" How old was I when we fell in love? 'Three years younger than me… which means he was old enough to understand the responsibilities of marriage and be able to assume them.' But you didn't. In any case, what's the use of remembering these things? — If there aren't any more lit embers, it's no use... but I don't believe there's only ashes! The big, beautiful eyes looked at him pleadingly. “Jonathan, I beg you, give me another chance. - For what? To play with my feelings again and end it all when the whim runs out? “That will never happen again, I promise. The fact of having seen Hong Kong opened my eyes... I didn't imagine it would be like this. Her gaze roamed around her. The luxury of his f

Emma: If anything, Nicole does not certainly look pleased after I narrated everything that happened in the event in which Jeremy and I played a game across a room and that car scenario! Whew. The only person that has dreamy eyes is Emily and that is totally expected considering she’s a total romantic and won’t pass up any opportunity for a good love story so she probably sees this as a good thing. Like always, we are in Imperial Restaurant having lunch. “There’s nothing for you to panic about.” Arya informs me, flashing her eyes.

I open the message cautiously, not knowing what to expect. To my horror, the video begins to play, revealing a scene that shatters my heart. It's Ema, tied up and helpless, her face etched with fear and desperation. My blood runs cold as I watch, unable to comprehend the cruelty of the situation. How could someone do this to her?

She pouted. "Mami, I don't care. All I know is I want you to pack our bags before I return." He snapped. "Someone is on his period" She whispered waving hand at the friendly receptionist. After packing the bags up, she opened the curtains. Looking at the busy street, she will miss taking tea while hussain is hugging her behind. She sighed softly, this is not how she wanted her vacation to end. She wanted to leave a memory behind and now all the memory she will leave behind, is that of her husband fighting his brother.

Emma’s pov: At work, I found an envelope on my desk, addressed to me without a return address. My heart pounded as I opened it. The letter inside was typed, making it impossible to trace its origin. The words sent a chill down my spine: "You don't know the whole truth. Be careful."

Emma; and what might that be? Eric; me Emma grinned from ear to ear as she read his messages. She had been writing since she got back and needed something to distract her when Eric texted. Eric; what do you want to do? Emma ; watch a movie, maybe. Eric; what movie? Emma; crazy rich Asians. Have you seen it? Eric; Not at all Emma; where do you live? Under a rock? Eric chuckled. He was either always at work or doing some work at home. He wasn't someone who watched a lot of movies or even any at all.

The memories made with Daffa are so beautiful, help Aiys forget the traces that were painted. "Aiys, help me," sister Amel's voice broke Aiys's reverie. Amel, the only sister Aiys has is currently studying in college. "Yes sis," said Aiys. "Why long answer? Move it these books into the cupboard!" Aiys saw a pile of books that rippled the river, starting from Bobo magazines, magazines down and down from little Amel. "Everything is neatly arranged, don't mess it up," said Amel with a tucked hips.