Hooked By Emily Mcintire Novels & Stories

Emily introduced herself with a smile “Yo-u are-e Emily Roger no Emily Lin ?.”The receptionist asked stuttering “Yes she is and also you shouldn't listen to that woman anymore . Do you live under a rock or something? Dan Roger has been sentenced to life imprisonment and Cheryl is currently a fugitive .” Matthew explained “ Am sorry , pls don't fire me .” The receptionist pleaded “I understand you're just doing your job. Let's go Matthew .” Emily said entering the elevator without interruption this time “ Emily , I wasn't able to track down the number so you will have to make the receptionist call Cherly again and I'll try again .” Matthew said

I craned my head around to watch as the winch pulled Alberto, holding Sapphire, back up. I badly wanted to yell “Don’t hurt her” after them. My attention was snagged by an annoyed grunt from Elira as she too was bound. Well, I thought, at least we're getting out of here alive.

I watched her write: Plan 17 – Honey Trap with Evidence. I sat down beside her, feeling excited. “What’s the guy’s name?” I asked. “His name is Emile,” she said. “He’s very smooth. He’s done this before.” “Before?” I blinked. “You’ve done this before?” She laughed and nodded. “Once. Long ago. Worked like magic.” I shook my head and smiled. “Remind me never to get on your bad side.” “You’re safe,” she said with a wink. “For now.”

She was so exhausted that by the time her head touched the pillow, she was sleeping. “Get the fuck up!” Emily opened her eyes, blinking hard as the cold hard voice brought back her migraine. She grabbed her pounding head, only vaguely aware that someone had pulled off her blanket. When she realized the owner of the voice, she sat up quickly, almost spraining her back in the process. “Hunter, I was waiting for information about Carla, how is she doing?” In response, his cold eyes glared at her. Emily understood what he was thinking. “Hunter, I didn't push her, I really didn't, she was… “

He pulled a stray lock of hair out of her face, closed his eyes, and sighed. “Okay, give me some time.” (Club Fortunae) “She’s going back home, my ass,” Aaron snorted. He didn’t need to be looking at the pictures anymore. They were burned into his brain. Somehow he just couldn’t stop, though. “Day drinking, I guess they’re finally a thing then,” said a familiar voice as she sat down next to Aaron. “Emily Maine,” he beamed. “Aaron Condor,” she smirked. “What are you doing here?”

“On that unfaithful day, I had gone out of the castle with my sister, Robin, and some of my warriors for a council meeting. I was mind-linked that there was an attack on the castle and Emily was abducted. We left and started searching for her but when we found she was surrounded by rogues and a witch, I tried to save her but it all happened so fast and I—” I couldn't continue, the images of Emily motionless on the ground with her blood smeared all over my body were too much for me. I held tightly to the carriage window panel, unable to control myself anymore. I gripped my head, in an attempt to get the images out of my head. I couldn't take it. It was so painful, I didn't want to remember, a

She slid it under her leg where Jen couldn't see it, her fingers moving quickly. "Sit up," Jen demanded. "I want to get this over with. You're interfering with my session at the Ranch." Emma looked up just in time to see Jen hand McWhorter a length of rope. He unrolled a length of it and tossed an end over the tree branch above Emma's head. "Were you there?" she asked suddenly. "Were you there when she killed Tommy?" McWhorter glanced at her, a horrified look in his eyes. "Of course not," Jen said. "Do you really think he would have let me in the house if he had seen this big oaf with me?"

She looked at Adam, and he tugged her a little bit closer. “This is all just too weird.” Emily picked up her water bottle and took a drink. “All this shit went on.” She motioned to Madison and Jacob. “Then some shifter seer tells me that my baby is a beginning of an end, and then I find out that my aunt is messing around with Adam,” Emily spoke his name with a hint of distaste. “I’m not too fond of you either.” Adam glared at Emily. “Okay, we’re going to get going.” Maureen made her way to Emily. “I’ll see you tomorrow for the appointment.” She gave her niece a quick hug, then pulled on Adam’s hand so they could get out of there before any more comments could be thrown around.

She kept tagging me in all the post. Then I saw her incoming call. I quickly picked it up. “Baby I had a good time today at the park…it was really scanty but your parents made it lively..” then I couldn’t hear her again. I heard what sounded like a thud. I heard whimpers, “what is going on?” I asked. No response. I quickly sped up car… Emily’s POV I was on call with Stanley. I did not pay attention to the door since I was the person that locked up.

"Cheers!" we all clink or glasses and drown our drinks. We are currently back at the base and celebrate our success in killing 2 people in one night. Emily is taking care of Drake's bloody arm. Even though we didn’t come back clean and shiny at least we still in one piece. I saw Emily grabbing a pinset and pulled the bullet out of it. I smirked as I saw Drake squealed like a fucking little girl. "You act like a little girl Drake," I said.