Lars X Emerald Novels & Stories

Emerald said. "Thank you for your words, they soothed my feelings." Liona said. Liona brought Emerald's hand to her face. "I heard that you don't live in the same room with Alaric, is he rude?" Liona asked. Emerald's sigh was heard. "I don't know what to tell you, but I'm definitely not compatible with your son. We're too far apart to be similar, looking at a horrible man like him makes me sick." Emerald was honest.

She'll never forgive me and fully awaits the rejection when she finds out I wasn't lying about that aspect. Emerald has more powers and strengths than she knows. Playing friendly with Purple Moon made me realize that Declan and Emerald are Lycans. They are worried about them finding out and taking control of their pack and the few others still in control by Lycans. The King, however, is obsessed with Emerald.

Alpha Riley There’s something in it for me dwelling on each person’s lives and scooping around knowing that there are mysterious truths behind what their lips limits to tell the world. Lies. Werewolves are predators in their own kind, not because we are capable but only because this is our nature. Our nature is to be the beast of the world. And it's my nature to know everything in this world because I am the Emissary of the Tri-Alpha pack. An emissary who digs every ground to know the information that is needed for the transaction.

As Esmeralda and Axel stood in the dimly lit store room, their voices hushed, Axel couldn't help but admire the beauty that surrounded him, especially the captivating woman before him. Esmeralda was a vision of striking beauty, an enchanting presence that seemed to radiate from within. Her long, wavy ebony hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of darkness, its glossy strands catching the faint light in the room and shimmering with an almost ethereal glow. Her eyes, the most arresting feature, were a mesmerizing shade of emerald green. They held a depth and intensity that Axel found himself drawn into, like twin pools of liquid jade. They were windows to a soul that seemed both ancient

His eyes fully focused on me as he enunciated the last word. Chills emerged on my skin, as my hands trembled a little, luckily for me, it was hidden beneath the layers of bed sheets. I turned around to go out with James, when his voice came in again. " What's your name?", he questioned I stood still as my father's warning flashed into my head, " don't reveal your surname to anyone", he had warned. I took in a short breath as I turned around to face him. " I'm Ember" " You have a sweet name Ember", he said as a smile made its way to his face.

Trying to hide my own anger, I walked over to answer the door. “What?” I answered as I looked at Lars. He barged in, steam was still coming from his ears. “This whole fucking mess!” “I know.” Closing the door, I went over to the couch and sat down. I watched as Lars paced up and down the room, basically ignoring Kristen since he was in his own little world. “Emily is scared shitless and I can’t blame her! She is already off to our pack.” “I thought you were going with her.” I said more calmly than I felt.

Larissa took the three pieces of priceless emerald and stuffed them into Ambrose's palm as if offering treasures. Her face was full of excitement and asked, "Mister, make a guess. How much do you think I spent on all these? 100 thousand! What a bargain. Mr. Stonehart is probably furious. Haha!" Ambrose stared at Larissa without blinking. As for the invaluable emerald in his hand, he was reluctant to even glance at them.

, and for the first time in my life, I felt like I knew what I needed to do. T.B.C what is emeralds plan?