Hazbin Hotel Emily Fanart Novels & Stories

She looks beautiful; her red hair is caught in a ponytail, and although her jeans are new, she has combined them with a dumb gray, orange, and brown sweater that makes her look eighty. And yet, she is still the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Laura must have helped her do her makeup tonight. Her upper eyelids are lined with black, making her eyes pop with emotion. Even her cheeks look more pink. I'm...baffled. I've never seen her look this pretty before. "Ha, found it!" Emilie stands up and beams at me while holding up some bandaids I've never seen before—they must belong to Bailey. "Now, let's patch up your foot."

The two males stopped what they were doing with a half eaten pancake hanging from his mouth as stared at Emily weirdly. Emily soon got sick of the stares, acting like she said she dealt with nuclear weapons. "Y'all chill the fuck out," Emily dragged the chair backwards against the glue polished wood in the dinning area causing a screeching sound. "Emily!" Both Yandel and Ethan shouted at the same time staring at her in disapproval, in return she just rolled her eyes and went to the kitchen to drop her plate after which she hopped on the kitchen counter already wearing her outing outfit, A black leather Botega boot, with a red checked school girl shorts.

She looked like someone about to die. Esen ran up to her and instantly transformed into a werewolf. Her body was covered in white hair, and her hazel blue eyes turned dark blue. She hit her claw on her neck with force, which killed Emily on the spot. The smell of blood filled the air. Emily’s head rolled over her shoulder, blood spilling onto her clothes. It was as if someone took a paintbrush and painted her from head to toe in red, black, and brown splatters.

I woke up the next morning hearing some giggling coming from the living room, i stood up and straightened my hair and walked out of the room to see Damien sitting comfortably with a young girl of about 19 years old She looks at me with a huge smile on her face "Good morning, I’m Joslin Damien’s younger sister" the smile never leaving her face, she stretched her hand forward I smiled awkwardly "I’m Emily,nice to meet you Joslin" i turn to look at Damien who was sitting down

With this symbol, you can see a half-day and a half-moon sign at the same time. "H -how..." asks the Beta in disbelief. The fact that Emily was wearing a mask did not detract from the beauty of the smile she had on her face. "Back then, I was a part of this abandoned city, which makes me a half-blooded werewolf. And it gives me great comfort to know that you're okay... Beta Eureka."

she added before leaving the house. Caleb clenched his fist angrily as he pushed the coffee table, at first he thought Emma and her pack were the bad people but now he has a feeling that the organization had made him hate his own pack and send him for revenge. Just like what they plan on doing to these kids. “Caleb,” Emma walked in and was shocked by the mess, why was the coffee table down and then she glared at him, he had paint stains on him. Her eyes darted towards the big canvas, she couldn’t believe it. It was her, he had paint on his body so it meant he drew her.

Since Emily came for the interview the boss has been acting weirdly and has become even more unpredictable if that is even possible! “Show me!” Adrian passed his expensive tab to Peter and the later showed him an icon on the screen and tapped to open it. A few options came like cam 1, cam 2, cam 3 and on tapping Cam main, Emily’s picture appeared on the screen. Adrian leaned back on his chair as his eyes focused on his tab screen. Emily was sitting at her desk with her eyebrows drawn. She was gently chewing a pen while checking a design which she must have made! The camera was better than the usual and captured her every details almost as if real! Emily wore a white top which had a slit in f

I promised him. I stood up as Emily made her way into the room. I watched as her straight black hair sashayed across the front of her yellow maxi dress. She was always very modest about her clothes, ensuring they weren’t very revealing. It’s the opposite of what I like about girls, but I respect it. Emily stood in front of my desk, avoiding eye contact. She looked back at Bronx, who pointed to the bag. I knew it was going to get weird from here. “Oh, I made these for you, Alpha Zack. Sorry, I wasn’t here to greet you when you came back. I’ve been so busy at the pack hospital,” Emily said, handing me the bag.

EVA'S POV “ When will you understand, Eva!” Emily roared, too loud even for a vampires’ ears. I closed my ears involuntarily and looked up at her wondering why she was behaving like a furious Grizzly Bear. I looked around my littered room, paintbrushes, watercolors, Acrylics were strewn across the room. From the day I had arrived at El Frosta, I rarely went out. I kept myself busy painting various memories. How did I offend Emily if I never even went out?

Lia: I found this in Nia's notebook. Lia sent a picture of Nia's drawing. Emily narrowed her eyes, and her mouth fell open as she looked closer at the sight. Nia drew a black wolf and what seemed to be a Lycan beast standing next to the wolf. She swallowed hard. No one ever mentioned werewolves and Lycan in front of her daughter. How was Nia able to draw them? Emily: I'll ask Nia about that tomorrow when I get home. Feeling a sense of irritation building within her, Emily had to toss her phone into her locker and grab her uniform. She quickly removed her shirt and put on the waitress's uniform when she noticed someone watching her.