Ingo And Emmet Novels & Stories

He had no idea whether Emmitt still had it in for him. So, could Emmitt already be investigating his company? If so, he would definitely go bankrupt for he suffered a lot of troubles recently. Last time, Naomi was also very angry. Thiago was definitely no match for them for Emmitt and Naomi combined together. Of course, Thiago did not dare to deal with Emmitt and Naomi. But he had a lot of wicked ideas. He knew the best way was to dive a wedge between them. If Naomi really hated Emmitt, her viciousness would definitely torture Emmitt.

She sighed as she remembered her three previous players; Maria Labintino, Ralf Ramos, and Carlito Alfonso II. She was not unaware of their grudges at the three men on the floor. She leaned back in her chair and folded her arms thoughtfully. She will include them in the game she created herself. If only she could be enticed by the game she made, it would be too boring. It would be better to include people who are angry with each other, those types who are very eager for revenge. The more, the merrier. The victims you see being eaten up by revenge will not be relieved by the memories that force them to lose themselves. They will have experienced pain until they fall asleep.

He wore a gaudy white tunic with gold trim accompanied by pants and shoes to match it, along with dark glasses which wrapped his narrow face and covered his eyes with reflections of gold. 'Imitation pyrite. I regret the knowledge that such a thing exists. Surely, this must be DelMont. Now I see why Jordan is so vexed by him. What are they doing in Laoce? Himmel, help me; this may take more convincing than I had previously thought possible.'

----- ALEKSANDR SHIT! Jacinda is Emmett’s mate?!? This is really screwing up our plans. My mind was scrambling to figure out how to make our plan still work, but I knew that Emmett couldn’t do what we’d originally assigned him to do. If Jacinda was truly his mate, he would never treat her the way we’d planned, and if anyone else tried to, he might get violent.

We were just outside the conference room when a voice called out. “Alpha Orion?” I turned, my brows furrowing as I took in the man standing a few feet away. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with the same commanding aura I recognized in seasoned Alphas. Something about him felt familiar, yet distant—like a name I should know but couldn’t quite recall. He smirked slightly. “You don’t remember me, do you?” I squared my shoulders. “And you are?” “Draven,” he said smoothly. “Alpha Draven. Alpha of Emberfang Pack.”

Due to his Alpha healing, it will be mended within the hour, but the impression will remain forever, I am sure. "Sit," Emmett order, and we all find places. "Now, from what my Gamma tells me, you seem to lack interest in your son's disappearance. Care to explain," Emmett says with his interrogation eyes. Emmett is the best lie detector I know. He can sniff out a lie a mile away. The Alpha's face is priceless. He looks like a gasping fish. His face pales slightly before recovering.

The following morning; Emmett got out of bed early. He was tossing and turning all night and didn’t want to disturb Simone any more than he had. Walking into the kitchen he grabs a strong cappuccino pod from the pantry and proceeds to make himself a coffee. “What does this bitch have against Simone?” he murmurs to himself. “She caused all the issues herself because she couldn’t handle a little competition” he continues to mumble as he hears Simone come into the kitchen behind him.

Ellie asked watching him, he wasn’t at the training ground this morning. He sniffed the air his expression changing, Ellie snarled at him and he bowed. “Apologies Luna” “Who are you?” Ellie demanded “I am Emmett the Beta of the Crimson pack” “Oh, I see, I haven’t been seeing you around” Ellie said “I am sorry about that, I had been on some official mission” “It is nice to meet you Emmett” Smiled Ellie and before he could actually say what he came over to say, two other people joined them.

Emmett was having a hard time figuring out which end was the top and which end was the bottom. Emmett tilts his head and nibbles on his lip. His eyes widen when he realizes the top is a choker and the rest is practically straps with hardly any lace. ‘The darn thing leaves nothing to the imagination!’ Emmett thought and blushed as he tried to picture himself wearing that for his mates.

I tell him. Emmett is smart, too smart for his own good. After he graduated at the top of his class he decided to hack into the department of homeland security and he did it but they were able to track him down. Luckily for him, he was able to make a deal with them, he'd go free, no records or anything as long as he stopped hacking, even the littlest things like hacking into the DMV, if he was caught he would be thrown in prison but he has to help them every once in a while, so he was like a contract worker for the government.