Miss Peregrine Emma Bloom の小説・ストーリー

I can’t wait to hold our little one in my arms. Finally, I know who I am, and where I belong. I am Emma, Luna of the Emerald Moon Pack, and my life is... absolutely perfect.

A message from Emma, my best friend who worked as a manager in the media industry. Emma: What the actual fuck is going on?? I'm seeing reports about Pierce and Madison everywhere. Are you okay? I typed back quickly, my fingers trembling. Me: Long story. Pierce cheated. I'm in the hospital but I'm fine. Emma: WHAT?! I'm coming over right now. Me: No, don't. I need you to do something else for me. Emma: Anything. Me: Madison needs to be stopped. I need you to watch her, document everything. If she slips up, I need you to catch it on camera.

The only peace that I would need is for her to stand up and fucking smile at me, that will be one thing that would make me happy. Emma returned, she looked stricken, her eyes wide as she stared at me with fear in her eyes, I was already on my feet, my heart slamming hard in my chest. These few days around azelea, my chest has had more activity than it has had in two decades. “What is it? What did you find?” I asked. “I…” she shook her head as though she was trying to clear the fog that had formed, but it wasn’t leaving, not anytime soon. “Her blood, the test came out positive, she has traces of wolf’s bane in her blood and silver,” she announced.

Chapter 27: I Trusted Her Before I Knew Her Name The sky hadn’t changed, but Aria had. She stood barefoot in the apartment, staring at the tenth bloom. It had pushed through the cracks in her ceiling like it was meant to be there. Its petals were long, curled, slick with some kind of dew that shimmered when she moved her head. Ten of them now. Ten different blooms. Ten different colors, shapes, textures — none of them natural, none of them replicable. Each of them pulsing, quietly alive.

Forever Bound Gabriel pov The summer evening was perfect—warm air carrying the scent of jasmine from mom's garden, stars beginning to emerge in the darkening sky, and the distant sound of the pack's evening activities creating a peaceful backdrop. I had been planning this moment for weeks, waiting for the right time when we could be completely alone and undisturbed. Emma sat beside me on the porch swing dad had built years ago, her head resting on my shoulder as we watched fireflies dance across the yard. At seventeen, she had grown even more beautiful, her confidence and grace marking her as someone destined for leadership despite her human heritage.

I’m not sure if the scent of her former mate will hinder or aid Emerald. Finally I see a beautiful golden wolf with stunning green eyes looking at me. Avril’s wolf is incredible. I turn back and see lust in Hyde’s eyes at the sight of his mate. He wants her now. He charges at me and knocks me to the side. I feel something hard hit my head, and my vision fades to black. Avril’s POV Emerald notices that Eclipse is knocked out and sees that Hyde is coming straight for her. She’s momentarily stunned at the image of her mate, this beautiful charcoal wolf darting towards her.

“That’s what makes this so fucked.” That shut me up. Not because I disagreed. Because she was right. Emery had chosen me—again and again, even when I didn’t deserve it. Even when all I offered her was a fake picture of safety. I swallowed hard. “Where is she?” “She said she would be at a press brunch. Somewhere small, private, downtown. A chance to reclaim the narrative, I guess. Take her story back. On her own terms.” “That’s suicide,” I muttered. “They will devour her.”

It’s close. Without thinking, I speed onward, gliding between the woods like a shadow. Callum is close behind me, a protecting force at my side. The woods split out onto a little clearing. And there — crushed against a fallen tree — is a girl. One of ours. Her blonde hair is tangled with blood, her garments ruined. She raises her head weakly as we approach, her eyes wide with anguish. Emma. She was one of the younger soldiers, slightly older than myself. I morph back into human shape before I even stop running, collapsing on my knees beside her.

Memories of her childhood flashed through Ember’s mind as she navigated through the route leading to the secluded mansion. It had always been her sanctuary, a place where she had felt safe and loved. Now, it was nothing more than a desolate reminder of what she had lost. When Ember finally arrived, she hurriedly parked her car in-between some trees, to keep it away from sight, looking around to make sure, no one was secretly watching, she ran towards the direction of the mansion

IF YOU STILL HAVE PROBLEMS, LET ME KNOW AND I WILL TRY TO HELP YOU AS MUCH AS I CAN. EMMA