Glitter Force Emily Novels & Stories

Why do we keep letting her piss us off? "I have tons of paperwork to finish." Emily interrupts my thoughts, making her way toward the door and glances back at Skylar, "It was such a pleasure to meet you." The fake saccharine in her tone makes me want to barf. "I look forward to many more lovely conversations." She deliberately pulls her eyes away from Skylar to look at me and something happens. Something I've never felt before and it frightens me out of my smugness. She wants to scare me and it was successful because I can feel an overwhelming evilness radiating from her glare. I reach over and take Dominic's hand and squeeze and I know he feels it too.

She was really fearless. “ Look here, Mr. Liam Kings. I don’t know what makes you think you can walk in here with your father and impose a marriage on me. You maybe the most powerful, richest man in the country, but I’ve got some power of my own and I will never –ever let you have your way in this matter.” She says looking at Liam in the eye. He looked undisturbed, like he knew he was going to win. Emilia had to look away because, the more she looked into his eyes, the more she felt herself being trapped by them.

stress. It was Saturday night... aka... Homecoming... and Emily, despite her frantic schedule coordinating her detective and problems at home, volunteered to be our official prep mistress. Right now, she was hovering over the ironing board, making sure Lily's shimmering emerald dress was flawless. "The hem is coming together," she mumbled more to herself as she worked. "Right? It's perfect, Em, and I'm starving. Can we get pizza before the limo?" Lily whined, already looking gorgeous with her intricate geometric nail art, yeah, the one she'd talked to me about.

Then Emily smiled. “You made one mistake.” “What?” “You think fear makes people obedient.” Emily's eyes began glowing silver. “It doesn't.” The creature tilted its head. “It makes them dangerous.” Emily released the power she had been holding back. The force around her shattered. She dropped. Kael caught her. They hit the ground together. Emily gasped. Kael held her tightly. “Are you okay?” She nodded. “I think so.” “Good.” He looked upward. “Because we're going to need a plan.”

That inheritance belongs to Elara’s future pups, not that faceless brat. "It's true then," I murmur, the words feeling like shards of glass in my chest. "Everything they said. They kept me in the dark, kept me thinking I was a hollow curse, just to hoard what my father left behind." "They kept you small because they knew the second you stood on your own feet, you’d dwarf them," Emily says, her voice dropping into a deep, unyielding vow. She turns to the catering trunk, snapping the heavy latches open. "Silas said to tell you that Silvercrest plays with stolen coins. Tonight, we make them pay the tax."

“Such bravery, my dear. But do you truly believe you can stand against us? The forces at our command, the webs we've woven, are far beyond your comprehension. You are but a mere mortal in the face of our power.” A fiery determination ignited within Emma's heart as she locked eyes with Emily. “Maybe I am just a mortal, but I will fight with every fiber of my being. I will uncover the truth, expose your darkness, and free myself from your clutches.” Clyde sneered, his voice dripping with mockery. “And what do you plan to do, little lamb? Your powers are locked away, your memories stripped. You're nothing but a fragile vessel, lost in a sea of confusion and pain.”

But it didn’t own her anymore. Sierra spotted her first, crossing the hall with Kayla in tow. Sierra stopped mid-step, her smirk growing wide. “Well, well. Look who’s glowing.” Emily flushed, tugging the sleeve of Rhett’s shirt she’d thrown on. “I’m not—” “Don’t even try,” Sierra cut her off, grinning. “That’s not just a glow. That’s a damn spotlight.” Kayla blushed but smiled warmly. “It suits you.” Emily laughed softly, ducking her head. “Maybe I just… feel different.”

I could feel Emily's power rising up. "She takes my babies to their father," I said, clenching my hands. "You know what pissed me off, though? The way she sees me and knowing that she already holds Violet's heart. And you know Violet. She isn't a girl you can easily win over." I knew I should be a bigger person. Gloria just stared at me wordlessly. A brilliant ball of white light soared into the sky, bursting into a dazzling display of thousands of sparks accompanied by a resounding boom. A symphony of fireworks explosions followed this, creating a breathtaking spectacle.

She entered and saw her sister, lying on the hospital bed unconscious. " Em_emily..." She called fearfully and walked slowly to the bed. " Emily, what... what happened.." she asked her voice barley audible. Emily's neck and wrists were red like someone who was strangled. Her hair was a mess and she saw traces of dried tears on her face. Lily broke down in tears at the sight of her sister. " What happened! What happened to my sister!" She shouted crying. " Emily didn't go out every night because she wanted to, she was working as a dancer in a club to earn money" Landon said and she faced him

“Not really. You’re always somewhere else.” Before I could answer, the doors swung open again. Lady Emily glided in, her silk gown whispering secrets across the marble floor. She always moved like she was on stage; elegant, calculating, dangerous. “Well, this is interesting,” she said sweetly. “Mirella crying in public? How rare.” Mirella spun toward her. “Stay out of this, Emily!” Emily smiled, a perfect curve of red lips. “I tried to, darling. Truly. But I couldn’t stay silent after what I discovered about our Alpha’s new bride.”