Invisible Emmie Series Novels & Stories

She carried a designer bag, and her minions walked behind her as if they were being photographed. “Emmie, you look beautiful. Emmie, I love everything about you.” The timid schoolgirls praised them as she headed out. Emmie was indeed pretty. She had hazel eyes that the sun over-emphasized. Her golden locs stopped at her waistline. She wore heels and a short skirt. Her boobs were perfect and some cleavage was on display. Emmie was hot, all the guys took a picture of her. Emmie had an innocent look, she was like Barbie. Although the movie was dumb, I couldn't overlook the perfection that was given to the character.

Ani asked once the laughter had started easing down. “Maybe,” Ramsay shrugged. “You guys wanna play cards or something?” he chuckled. “Sure. Kings in the corner?” Ani asked when he stood and walked toward the bathroom where he remembered leaving his bag. “Yep. Ram, fetch your deck!” “On it!” # At the same time, Emmie was sitting on the couch in her living room, head down, staring at the floor with tears in her eyes, and listening to her mother go on and on about her eating habits. Apparently, it wasn’t enough for her that Emmie ate much less than normal, and that she had become bone skinny. Now she demanded the girl to put up an act around everyone else so that they wouldn’t know.

My heartbeat begins to quicken and before I can stop it I’m eight years old again. One thing that I have always found very weird is that when I have these flashback, I don’t feel the pain that I must have endured. I have these little clips in time but not the memory of the pain. Instead, I feel the emotions that I felt the terror and sorrow that I was in. I felt happy at first. It was a boring day at home. I was playing in my room shaving the hair off of my barbies and designing new outfits for them out of some of my old clothes. I had always been an odd duck and never much of a girl. I liked playing in the mud and playing sports. One this particular day I was still in my pajamas because nob

Squeak! The door opened and Emmie entered. When she saw the surveillance camera, she knew was Ysabelle was up to. Therefore, she didn’t worry about anything else. She was just worried about what Ysabelle might to do Joshua. She didn’t to see Joshua get hurt, so she came immediately.

She didn’t care much for mortal affairs beyond what her job required her to know. Lisa circled over the building and landed gently on the roof. She wasn’t worried about anyone seeing her; mortals couldn’t see reapers unless the reaper wanted to be seen. There was a glass dome in the center of the roof, made from green, transparent glass. One side of the dome had a giant hole in it, as though something heavy had been thrown through it. Lisa approached the hole and jumped in, tucking her wings to avoid the jagged edges.

Clara and Lea walked deep into the forest, where they met Sybil at a spot that was quite far from the Packhouse. Emelia hid behind a tree and observed Clara and Lea performing rituals with Sybil. Emelia was shocked when she heard the chants, they seemed to have a dark tone, and during the ritual, it looked like Clara and Lea were in a daze. Emelia immediately knew something was wrong, and she ran back to the Packhouse to inform Shawn. Shawn was worried, seeing his mom panting heavily out of breath. He approached Emelia and helped her sit. Once Emelia had calmed down, she said, " We must stop Clara. I just saw her doing the ritual, and something was not right. The chants felt evil in nature."

Entering the room, Damien strolled toward the king-size bed while carrying his spitfire in his muscular arms. Very cautiously, he placed Emmaline on the mattress and slowly stood up to his mighty height. He gazed down at her small crumbled form. Sadness oozed from her as she made no effort to mask her pain. She wasn't crying but wasn't even saying anything anymore. Like a broken doll, Emmaline was staring at her lap lifelessly as if it was the most exquisite thing.

The lady looked at Lexi, and Lexi thought she saw a reflection of herself on the face of the lady who then smiled. "It's a wonderful thing to see you again, my daughter," Queen Iris said. "What?" Lexi said, not believing what she had just said. "You did send out emissaries to find me. I got word of it, and I returned willingly. Who do you think placed you close to the North Hill Tribe? Who do you think sent Gina to protect, and reach you? Who do you think sent the Night Witch to you? Who do you think made Strongfall call on the Night Witch to come to their aid? Who do you think made the Shadow Sisters come to aid your fighting? Of course, I hoped you would make the right decision, and you di

It's a coordinated attack, so D stopped integrating new rogues into our pack until we figured it out. Stepping into the room Em takes my breath away. She's standing before the window, the light forming a glow around her. She looks every bit of the angel she is with her white dress that lays over her body perfectly. For carrying to pups would never know it. Nothing about her changed besides her belly, even that you wouldn't believe there were twins in there. She's gorgeous.

Emm panicked as she tried to wriggle down from Chris’s arms “Then little treasure won’t have godfather and godmother….oh…no….” Emm ignored the surprised adults and ran to her big brother “Big treasure, come let’s rescue godfather and godmother…” She held Chris Jnr’s hands and ran forward. She didn’t forget to yell towards her mother “Mommy, little treasure has something very important to do. I will come back for my punishment.” Emile could not hold her laughter anymore and bend over laughing noiselessly. 'How could her little treasure be so cute?' Emm and Chris Jnr started searching everywhere once they reached the third floor. Emile and Chris followed behind quietly, curious to see what the