Lars X Emerald Novels & Stories

I exclaimed. Emerald smiled, extending her hand. "Nice to meet you, Sarah. I've heard a lot about you." I shook her hand, still marveling at the identical resemblance. "Nice to meet you too, Emerald." Ethan chuckled. "Be careful, they can be a handful." Emberly playfully rolled her eyes. "Oh, Ethan's just jealous because we always gang up on him." Emerald grinned mischievously. "Twice the trouble, twice the fun."

“Hi, Agnes. Long time no see. I wonder, by the time you see this video, will I already be dead? But even if I am, my body will stay here, just like these bones. So, Agnes, don’t forget to come and collect my corpse.” The air fell into a heavy silence. Even breathing seemed stifled. Then, the crowd erupted again, louder than before. “Don’t say that, Jacob! We’re sending people to look for you right now!” The video kept playing. I looked straight into the camera, speaking each word clearly. “I’ll record everything on Exile Island in my own way—to record how I walked toward my death and to record how the Yule family walks toward destruction. This video might never make it out, but I’ll find a w

He didn’t want to be a creepy asshole or the womanizer people seemed to judge him for being, but damn, that girl had great legs. And not only legs, but also waist and hands and shoulders, that smile, and those collarbones. However, what bothered Ramsay most were those eyes. Those incredible emerald eyes of hers seemed to be so full of life and joy. The ones that hid something deeper behind them. The ones that he could see through, but not completely. Those eyes were constantly in his thoughts. Emmie. Emmie. Breathing her name as a curse, Ramsay rolled his eyes and shut the lid of his laptop before walking towards the door. The name of the pretty waitress flew around his brain the whole way t

Lindy speaks strictly. Emerald shakes her head sideways as she stands firmly and exclaims a loud, "Dad!” Her fists clench as she feels so angry. “Are you punishing me by forcing me to go to some random place to... to find myself?! To become a regular person?! I am not a regular person. I am Emerald Beckett! Daughter of the legendary Milo and Lindy Becket!!" "Are those the words you say to people to threaten them so they can follow all the things you say, huh Em?!" Milo placed his hands on his waists. "Huh, young lady?!"

My men were already surrounding us, guns drawn, pushing us toward the exit on the side of the building. Emery stumbled once — I caught her — and for a second, our eyes locked. This wasn’t control. This was war. And I would not let her become collateral. We made it back to the estate under lockdown. Paramedics. Armed guards. Mel was there, shouting into her phone, coordinating press suppression. But I didn’t hear any of it. Not really. Not until I found Emery pacing in the room, her hands shaking, her eyes wild. “You need to stop this,” she said the moment she saw me.

And I had to admit, she played the part well. The dress was deep emerald green, the kind of shade that caught the light like water on dark glass. Expensive fabric. Cut high on the neck, low on the back, hugging her waist like it had been tailored by a man who wanted to die for her. Classy. Strategic. Not made to seduce, but to be remembered. And it worked.

"Gina told me. She's told me of most of the mercenary groups. Of Greenbush, and Hedgeshadow. Of Pondgrass, and Merriway. All powerful, deceptive, and fierce in battle. Yet, none as powerful as the Night Witch." Talks like this made Karl hard, but thanks to the heat of Lexi's cherry, it provided just enough heat to keep him from aching out in pain, and thanks to her tender ministration, and the rhythmic movement of her body against him. Slow and steady. "I like this beautiful feel of you," Karl said. "I am holding back my pleasure." "And you are driving me mad." ***

I lifted my head to look at him and my eyes widened when it landed on his face. His eyes... His green eyes... green like an emerald. I gasped when realization dawned upon me. "Finally, I was able to connect with you." He said while looking straight at me, his voice was echoing in this dark void. My lips parted with shock. My mind can’t seem to process what the heck is going on. I can’t move any part of my body. I feel like I’m frozen like a statue, even my eyes were locked on his. What am I exactly seeing right now?

Nora introduced them to Lara who was standing beside her looking at them. "Hi Emmy, Hi Zayn!" Lara greeted them excitedly with a smile. Emerald looked at her for a while before smiling where Zayn hid behind his Mama shyly. "Hi Aunt Lara. You are pretty." Emerald said with a grin. She was always outspoken unlike Zayn who was soft-spoken just like his mother. "Hello." Zayn said after a while with a awakwad yet cute smile. Lara smiled before bending down to their level.

Lindy's mom said gawking at Emerald. She was expecting her to wear big diamond earrings, diamond necklace and bangles with diamonds. Emerald was just wearing a simple yet elegant outfit, a linen square pants and a blouse No humongous diamond earrings, no diamond necklace. She only wore her wedding band, engagement ring, wrist watch and small diamond stud earrings. And despite wearing no makeup, she's stunning. Though she's in her mid - forties, Emerald looked like in her late twenties, about twenty nine years old. "Hi, I'm Emerald," Emerald said and reached out to shake their hands.