Invisible Emmie Series Novels & Stories

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

Raven states. Devon and Nate walk in. Devon has little Emyria in his arms, and they both look very happy to have their little princess with them. These two are spoiling the shit out of this little girl, and she is only two months old. Xindi’s eyes widen as he sees the little girl in Devon’s arms. “Holy fuck, it’s a tinier version of Emerald.” He states. “That’s what everyone says,” Nate remarks. “This is our little princess Emyria.” Devon told him.

Toni had now made it to Nina's side. "Oh, you're no fun, little siren." She sighed. "You could have benefited from this. That was a stupid move." She made a tsk tsk sound with her teeth. "Release him. NOW!" Ember growled. Her eyes were two different colors now, letting me know her wolf on the surface. "Ugh, no fun." She sighed, slumping back in her broken chair. She snapped her fingers, and Toni shook his head. "What-" He began to ask, but was cut off.

“They’re not my rules.” “You’re still following them, Azeal! I swear, you never fight for me,” Emmie blasted. She got up and marched past me to the front door. She grabbed her coat and sighed heavily. “I have a recycling job to get to.” “Emmie, sit down,” Azeal said softly. She frowned deeply. “No, Azeal. You never listen to me, so I’m done listening to you!” She stormed out of her apartment and slammed the door shut. I blinked a few times. Azeal clenched his teeth and flopped on the couch.

Isaiah ducked her gaze and started looking around nervously, “Where's Emmie? Is she hurt?” “Daddy, I'm here!” Emmie ran to him and pointed at Coco while hissing spitefully, “She stole the music box you gave me! Call the police, we have to arrest her! “She’s a bad person, we can’t have her dancing on stage!” Isaiah gently cupped Emmie’s face in his hand and inspected her anxiously. “Are you okay? Is your leg hurt? Is your hand scratched?" "Daddy, I’m okay. I didn’t fall.”

“Asper is surely worried about you.” She nodded. “Let’s meet back at Yain City.” She went to her car. “We still have things that need to be discussed.” I nodded. “Okay, babe.” She entered her car and immediately drove it away. I was about to enter my car when I saw a familiar face standing at the gate of the palace. I didn’t plan to talk to her but he signaled that she wanted to talk to me so I just sighed and walked near her. “What do you want, Clea Mair?” She is the younger sister of Miracle, the 2nd princess of the Hexoria Kingdom, and apparently, one of the managers at JFCC commissary who handles importing goods outside the country for our products.

"We... should light the lamp." Etina, the herbalist nodded at her brother's request and lit the lamp. When the embers shed light into the darkness, the creature is revealed. Crimson eyes glowed from the darkness, beating the flames of the lamp in brightness. Its face was only a few inches before me. His white clothing was soiled with sinister brownish stains, his hands covered in thick, blood. "Miss, get back!" Etina yelled at me. "You reek of blood," I tell the creature.

We had been bleeding. Now, it looked like a home again. 🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲 EMMELINE ⚪️🐺⚪️🐺⚪️

All she wanted now was his forgiveness, his understanding. The door of the hospital room opened silently, and a slender, calm figure stepped inside. Emmie stood there, her eyes taking in the scene without a word. Lia's tear-filled eyes caught sight of her, and she froze. Emmie's face was composed, as always—serene, unreadable. But beneath the surface of her calm exterior, an unseen storm brewed. Her eyes, usually so gently, seemed to hide a thousand sharp blades.