Four Or Dead Emma Novels & Stories

The beautiful, loyal and virtuous lady as my queen. EMMA'S POV Someone must have cursed my life . I have strived to get away from it all, but each time I find myself in a worse situation than the last. This time I found myself the shortest path to my grave, that is if I am not dead already. My head terribly hurts as if it was hit with a brick. My eyes blink several times while I try to force them open. Everything seems blurry until my vision clears and I realize the hell I am in. I am laying on a cold concrete floor littered with all sorts of dirt, including stains of blood that also taint the four stone walls and the locked steel door. There is no ventilation except for the tinny spaces bet

"Yes hello?" "Momma, big bro is dying" I heard Emma's voice say in the middle of tears. "What?!" "S-some people came in and... And they beat him up and-and- it's- all that D-d-dove's fault, she got a boyfriend and he beat big bro up. His head is bleeding, his nose is bleeding, he's bleeding from his mouth... Everywhere's bleeding and he isn't breathing well. Momma come home quick, he's dying!!"

She falls face first next to me so I stick the knife in her throat just as emberly jumps on her back and she kills one of the 2 looming over me Emma screams from behind me fighting the second last emma, distracting me long enough for the last Emma to land on my chest grabbing my arms she holds them above my head, I fight her back just as emberly lands on top of her The first Emma fights to get the knife from my hand just as Emberly starts to slam her face against the floor, I rip my hand away from hers and I slam the knife into their throat. Falling onto my back I sag in relief as Emma kills off the last one. “Please tell me this is it and I don’t need to fight anyone else?“ I ask, I was phy

Emma got up with difficulty, headed towards the set up. Luckily for her, it was all set up and ready to use. She immediately logged on the internet and the first news she saw, sent shockwaves through her system. She couldn't believe her eyes. Emma went ahead reading the many blog posts centered about her family. Or rather, centered around her. She was dead. She'd been announced dead and as though it wasn't enough, her designs were being promoted everywhere. Her signature piece splashed alongside a smiling Talia, posing as the designer.

Emily asked as she slowly walks backwards, trying to get away from the mysterious entity. "I am Death. The commander of the reapers and the fourth horseman of the apocalypse." His voice sounds eerily deep. Emily's eyes widened. "Am I-" Emily couldn't utter the word. "Dead? Absolutely," Death continued. "I can't die. This can't be happening," Emily dropped on her knees. "Sorry but, there's nothing we can do about it," Death apologized. "I'm dreaming right? This is just a weird nightmare. I'll wake up later then I'll be okay." Emily tries to force a smile, convincing herself that everything is not real.

CHAPTER SEVEN Part of Aleta’s favorite red hoodie turned up in some bramble outside of the city. It was cut, shredded, and stained. Animals had been gnawing and tearing at it, pulling it apart thread by thread by thread with their canines and incisors and grinding molars. From what they recovered of Aleta’s body, she had also been gnawed and ripped, but the animals pulling her apart had been a different sort. Angry Marie made a decision, then, and the impact of that decision would way heavy in her soul for the rest of her life. But seeing as her soul was pretty much tattered beyond recognition anyway, it didn’t seem like that much of a leap.

"It's not a dream, Max. Everything is real. I... Fuck, touch... Why don't you... You're so dead. Emilia will kill you both" *****************************************

But after returning from the battlefield, you must be my prostitute for one night in front of Callum. Emma nodded firmly. Whatever the risks, she wants Callum to be safe, and the only person who can save Callum is Derek. Earlier, when Emma accidentally waited for Callum to return, she heard rumours that Callum's condition was serious and might endanger his life. So, without thinking too much, Emma immediately met Derek to save Callum. For her, Callum's life is everything. Emma was willing if Derek's condition for helping Callum was to enjoy her body again. However, in the end, Callum gets angry and kills her. Why would she live in peace if Callum was dead? It's the same thing; after Callum's

There was so much information that the audience was astonished. “Really? Did Emma really…” one of Emma’s supporters looked at Emma’s body and asked in disbelief. Two warriors walked to Emma and put her in a bag. According to Derek, Emma’s body would be deserted to the forest. She could be eaten by a rogue and nobody would give a damn. Derek stood there, watching Emma’s body be taken away and no one dared to stop them. Finally, the challenge thing was over. Emma was dead. Next would be Richard. But it would be much more difficult since he was Alpha and killing him without any reason may cause a war between the two packs.

Fated to fulfill prophecy, both were a part of the key to securing a lasting victory against Evil. And neither of them knew it. ************************ I’m dead. Emma yawned and rubbed at her dry, bloodshot eyes. I must be dead. Or maybe I’ve become one of the living dead. How else could she explain her zombie-like manner as she walked through her house at nine o’clock in the evening, locking windows and doors, shutting off lights, and nearly passing out at the foot of her bed? At the very least, she was one extremely sleep-deprived single mom who hadn’t become so due to an overactive sex life, that’s for sure. Oh, she had a nightly ritual, all right, one that starved her body of the healin