Invisible Emmie Series Novels & Stories

she whispered, her voice small and scared. Lucas Antonio,a man in his late thirties, a name whispered in boardrooms with reverence, a titan of industry, knelt before the small, broken child. The man who commanded vast energy empires, whose decisions swayed markets, found himself humbled by the profound grief etched on Ava's face. He recognized the hollowness in her eyes, a mirror of the despair he had once known. He gently lifted her into his arms. Her small body trembling against his.

She explained. “Can I see her?” She nodded. “Yes.” We got to a room, it was locked. Gina knocked but there was no response. She offered a knock, yet the same. “Stephanie, you have a visitor. His name is Detective Kent, a very good friend of Emily.” “Where was he whenbAunt Emi was kidnapped?” Her soft voice sounded. “No one is Aunt Emi’s friend. I want to be left alone.” “Stephanie, I understand your pain–”

The words that she throws through a question that is immediately answered by the words. “Never will be the first, as I have no soul to claim the second. I could probably be later, but we know I am the last one you seek.” Emie’s giggle echoes in her chamber and private room. She immediately opens the curtains to let the bright light in. Cast away the dimly lighted ambiance that once was and showed the pleasantry of a sophisticated lady, hunter, bodyguard, and assassin that serves the family of Gomez. She smiles and said. “Of course. You may come in.”

Introductions would come later. Pausing by the door, she breathed deeply and smoothed her hands down her dress. For today’s visit, she had chosen to wear the same burgundy velvet dress, with the black lace over-bodice, her grandmother gave her. Would her mother recognize it from her sister’s collection? Emmie shrugged. Probably not. Still, she loved the way the burgundy brought out her eyes…eyes that were the same as her mother’s. Emmie took a deep breath and slowly released it as she pressed her ear to the door, hoping to hear something…anything that would calm her jittery nerves right now.

"I bought some nice clothes for you too. You'll be meeting my friend soon." I lazily got up and picked up the paper bags and brought them to the table. "Which friend?" I asked lazily. "What for?" Emmie sat down next to me and stroked my hair as if I were a pet dog. "Are you still looking for Ericka or not?" Emmie asked cheerfully. "My friend might be able to help. He specializes in finding all things lost. People, dogs, cats, gold, even pride." Emmie burst out laughing, laughing at her own joke. I snorted softly, but I was intrigued.

Everything just became pointless. Emma left her house with Mignus. She reunited with her parents. Since she did nothing but sulk and mourn, her parents encouraged her to return to her hobby. Until it's no longer a hobby but a business. And the rest as they say, was history. When Edmin is inside the warehouse she seems to go to another dimension. All of her frustrations and things that she couldn't say were poured out by making burns. That is not the only outlet of her feelings. Diversion too. Especially on that day.

Gregory reminded her often that she still had a home in London waiting for her. Kiera grew tired of Shane looking and sent out a lead of her own whereabouts. The crew would hide in the panels and she would play the victim. Marvin chained her up and blindfolded her and joined the rest of the crew. The Emerald came into view and boarded the White Wolf. The captain and crew felt a shiver as the ship looked deserted. Shane ordered the ship be searched and went to the captain’s cabin. Inside, he saw something that was true to the stories.

They are led to the throne room where the queen of the witches sits. A woman steps forward and approaches the group. “Hello Rex, welcome back and who are they? So I can introduce them to the queen? " asks the woman. “I am Hector. Nice to meet you,” says Hector. “I am Ash. Lovely to meet you,.” says Ash. “I am Ruby, beautiful dress, .” says Ruby. The woman smiles and steps back. “My queen: Rex, Hector, Ash and Ruby from Ember City,” says the woman. The queen motions them forward. Hector and Rex come forward. Ash and Ruby stay back a few feet. All bow lightly out of respect for the queen.

‘Everyone you will ever meet knows something you don’t. -Bill Nye Ember The next morning, after breakfast, Wren showed me around the pack village. I got to meet the business owners and looked around the area. Each person I was introduced to, Wren, would tell them that I was Luna Ember. Everyone greeted me with a smile and shook my hand. They were all eager to talk to me and tell me about what they did. I didn’t meet one grumpy person and that said a lot about what was going on here.

The clock chimed. At the last toll, the embers collapsed, and the grate was cold. Isabelle lifted the serpent key—a replica of the latch’s eye and slipped it into the sketchbook’s spine. With a hushed click, the book’s cover sprung forward, revealing a shallow cavity. Inside lay a folded parchment sealed with crimson wax: the Ember Circle’s original charter—and a second, smaller key of burnished silver.