Haters Back Off Emily Novels & Stories

“You’ll work for a living, and you’ll learn your lesson soon enough.” He moved to capture her arm again, but she sprung at me like I’d save her. I dodged her and waved for Holly to come out. She slid out of the same booth where Glen and Pam had been sitting. When Emily spotted her, she first looked furious, but her fire fizzled out. “You were all working against me this whole time?” she asked, defeated.

“Fight, Emily? Fight an alpha? I'd never do such thing. No, you have my complete respect. And even if I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't.” He stepped closer. She stepped back. “We all have enemies, Emily,” he continued. “But that does not mean I'm going to kill you for no reason. There must be a reason why I want you dead. One that you're not aware of. But I will find out eventually.” Eric and his friends were approaching slowly. “You don't have to hide. You're safe now,” Gerald spoke softly, kindly, persuasively. He placed both of his hands on Emily's arms and gazed deeply into her eyes.

Her eyes snap at me and I can see the hatred, all for me, in those fucking eyes. "I am going to make you pay so much. For doing this to my family! You will regret it and you shall beg at my feet by the time I'm done with you!" "Funny, you may leave now. " She sends one more look full of hatred towards me, looking back at Minerva before finally moving out the door, and I let out a sigh as I watch her frame disappear before turning back to find Minerva a crying mess, clutching Emily to her chest. "How dare she come here and say all those things?! Who does she think she is to play with us?!"

She rolled her eyes. Damen cleared his throat. Straighten his posture. “I was… You just… put me on the spot. I wasn’t… sure… which Eric you were… talking about.” He cautiously spoke. Nora dusted off her hands and stood up. “Okay. Whatever. You always have to be lame in the end.” She shook her head. “I’ll get going. I have work tomorrow. See ya later.” She hugged Penelope and then Damen. “Don’t try to be too smart with her. I won’t hesitate to break your bones if you did anything wrong.” She warned him.

“All the proof is right here! You thought you could walk into my house, flirt with my husband, and fool me? Well, guess what Emily…” “Delilah, stop it!” Jackson’s voice thundered across the table. He slammed his fist down so hard the plates rattled. I froze, my heart stopping mid-beat. His glare burned through me, and for a moment I could not tell who he was angrier at between me and her. Emily sat there in silence, eyes lowered, lips pressed together in perfect control. She looked fragile, almost innocent and I hated her even more for it. Because in that moment, no matter what I did she looked like the victim… and I looked like the villain.

Williams stepped in with furrowed brows, darting his eyes on us. "What's going on?" he asked, with a firm voice. Emily turned to him sharply, her face filled with rage. "You should ask her." she said, pointing at me. Williams presence should have stopped her from saying more but she wasn't done. "She thinks she's the only woman in the world!." Emily said, flinging her hands into the air and with that, she gave a loud, sharp hiss and stormed off, her feet brushing furiously against the rugs like they wanted to set the hallway on fire.

“When I got back from New York I told her I wanted to quit, and the first thing she did was grab me around the throat” Jesus Christ. I didn’t think it was possible to hate that woman any more than I already do. Rage surges through me. I place a kiss on top of Emily’s head. Words elude me. I can’t even begin to imagine the horrors she’s faced over the years. She’ll never have to worry again. She’s safe with me, and I’ll make sure nobody ever hurts her. “At least now she won’t be able to harm anyone else “ Emily whispers. * * *

Emily seeing everything was in a state of disbelief, thinking : How can someone be able to do that? And normally she would have realized that it was impossible for her men to beat Liam, however she was filled with so much hatred that she was blind to that simple fact, and instead she continued to urge her men to fight harder. And she had to urge them to fight harder, knowing that they had to win or else she was ruined. Forget about not getting the Danvers empire, if her men lost, she would be left helpless and at the mercy of the people she had held hostage. Knowing that Emily roared, "No excuses!" Emily's voice rose in frustration. "Finish him!"

Hazel, undeterred by Emily's sarcasm, calmly removed her sunglasses, revealing eyes that held a steely resolve. "Ms. Emily, then I will tell you were lucky," she retorted, her voice tinged with a hint of superiority. Emily's smirk faltered momentarily, replaced by a look of defiance. "Lucky?" she scoffed, her tone laced with skepticism. Hazel leaned forward, her gaze unwavering. "Because I am the one who was dying for his attention," Emily declared, her words cutting through the tension like a knife. Hazel's disbelief turned into a mixture of frustration and pity as she listened to Emily's declaration. "I can't imagine how a girl can be so blind," she stated, her voice tinged with exasperati

Emily stepped forward, her eyes blazing with anger. "You," she spat. "You're the reason for all of this. You're the reason why we lost everything." The mastermind laughed, but Emily didn't back down. "You think you can just waltz in here and destroy everything we've worked for?" she continued. "Well, think again." With a sudden movement, Emily launched herself at the mastermind, her fists flying. The men rushed forward to defend their leader, but Ethan joined in the fight, his fists landing hard on their faces.