Hooked By Emily Mcintire Pdf Novels & Stories

“The pack doctor is here. Get to her carefully and tell us what you see.” I take a deep breath then force my legs out of whatever quicksand we seem to be fighting and rush to her. “Em? Emily, hey sweet girl. I need you to open your eyes for me okay. I’m going to check you over really quick to see if I can get you out of here. Can you tell me if anything hurts? Copyright ©️ 2024 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions

They lingered behind us, and every two seconds, I would turn back and look to see if they were keeping up with us. "Oh, let them be, stop being such a worry wort, they're fine, nothing can happen to them." Abigail linked her arm in mine. "Don't think you can get out of this discussion about how you and Alex hooked up, I want all the deets." It was on the tip of my tongue to tell her we hadn't hooked up, but just as I opened my mouth to negate it, I closed it, because that's exactly what Alex and I had done. We had hooked up severally with no promise of any strings attached. No promise of tomorrow nor sticking together, come what may. We were just coasting and it hurt me to my bone marrow whe

"And I'm going to get to the issue in a moment. But first I must swear you to secrecy once again, and you have to promise that you won't reveal to Pam what we're about to discuss." Mike shook hands with Byron and sat down in a soft leather armchair. "What is going on here?" he asked, "Have you guys joined some kind of cult?" "First you have to promise," Emily insisted. "Okay, I promise. Sheesh." "Would you like some coffee? Tea?" Emily asked. "Just tell me what you're up to," Mike said, getting impatient. Emily took a deep breath. "This is an intervention." "What? I'm not on drugs," Mike objected, "I never do drugs. They interfere with my thinking process."

Zack had been his sworn enemy for so long. “Please don’t get angry. I got out of there as fast as I could, so I don’t think he noticed us.” That’s when I realized Emily was with me. I smiled bitterly and looked at her. “Oh, I am so sorry... Dominic, this is Emily, the author of the bestseller My Wild Alpha and the one I was discussing the location of the book release with. Only we got interrupted...” Just now I realized this episode was going to affect Emily, because she didn’t know all the details. Maybe Dominic’s reaction scared her a little, too.

The shower suddenly went off and I ran out of the room very carefully, leaving the door opened a bit. I cautiously peered through the crack in the door, my heart pounding in my chest as I witnessed the interaction between Emily and Ryder. Ryder seemed disoriented, his voice laced with confusion as he questioned his whereabouts. Emily, on the other hand, maintained a composed demeanor, insisting that he was home and needed rest. My mind raced with a whirlwind of questions. Why did Emily manage to convince Alpha Ryder here? What was her plan? I knew I had to find out more, to understand the truth behind this twisted angle of deceit.

Just enough to disturb him. Emily bent calmly to pick up the documents before he could. She definitely didn't want his wicked hands on her files, they could a b jinx she thought. “It’s fine,” she said softly, there was something about her voice that made his chest tighten roughly. Carl stared harder now, brows slowly pulling together. Have we met before? he wanted to ask but he suppressed his thoughts. It was impossible. Emily was gone. Broken girls like her didn’t become women like this for all he knew. His gaze briefly shifted toward Leslie standing beside her.

Because after all the declining I did, here I was at this stuffy nightclub, downing tequila shots like it was my Monday morning coffee. "And someone said they had no sorrows to drink away!" Heidi rolled her eyes next to me. I gave her a flat look. "Let me live a little." I slurred. "Yes yes..." She chuckled. Both of our attention fell on her phone, which was vibrating on top of her black glittered purse. It read, "Her Royal Devilishness." "Who's that?" I asked, hiccupping. "My mother-in-law." Heidi grinned at me before picking up the call. "Yes, Grace?"

If he won’t come to me, I’ll go to him. By hook or by crook, Charles Adam will see me. He will feel me. And he will remember that kiss. Emily closed the journal and stood, her spine straightening with purpose. She had a new plan. Not to chase him. But to infiltrate him. ** Emily knew her next move had to be bolder.

Instinctively, my hand rested on the hilt of my sword as I stepped beside him. He picked up the first book on the stack: The Compendium of the First Blood. It was a book so old its pages were made of cured vellum that should have lasted ten thousand years. I watched as he opened it and gasped. Cold rushed through my veins—the book was mutilated. "This is the chapter about the ancient evils," Orion commented as he flipped the pages. It seemed like something, or someone, had reached into the book and torn off the pages with claws. I suppressed the anger bubbling to the surface at such damage done to something so historical.

Then: “And what about me? I’m not getting dragged into—” “You’ll get your money,” Emily interrupted smoothly, her voice sweet as honey, deadly as glass. “And when this is over, you’ll disappear, just like before.” A pause. Then the line went dead. Emily set the phone down carefully, staring at her reflection in the coffee’s surface. It’s all falling into place. Eve thought she could play defence, that she could hide behind her picture-perfect grief and quiet desperation. But Emily knew better. Women like Eve always cracked when pushed hard enough.