Murder Drones Emily Novels & Stories

"Roman, I can't shake off the feeling of sorrow since Emily's mother's death. It's truly shaken me. Who could do something so terrible?" Roman's gaze shifted to Elliot, understanding and empathy etched into his expression. "I know, Elliot. Emily has been tirelessly searching for answers. She's determined to find the truth." Elliot's eyes met mine, a flicker of concern passing between us. As Roman spoke, I could see the weight of Emily's mother's tragedy in his eyes. We were all connected in this quest, united by a shared purpose – to uncover the darkness that had stolen a life and to bring justice to those who had caused such pain.

Emily did not expect Jack to lock her in a large mansion. At first, there were butlers and servants, and then he sent them all out. Like that year, he did it to torture and trample her. When Emily fainted, instead of having the same dream, she had many, many different dreams, seemingly lost memories. There was Jack and things weren't fun for her. She lived in a dungeon, until Saran gave her hope, but was killed by Jack without mercy.

she murmurs. I take her hand, my other hand stringing Emily. She's growing on me if I'm being honest, she's quite the chatter box, even before she introduced herself, she spoke to me. She's the girl Alpha Hayden had taken out after bringing the one his wife seemed attached to, Emily wasn't drugged as much because she was obedient. However, in her words, she just didn't give a shit about them, she wasn't going to fight something that was an apparent loss.

, Hound assured Reality Three “Future this, future that,” she spat, tears streaming anew. “Do you ever think about how your choices destroy the lives of everyone around you?!” Argent’s voice was gone. The Dawson mansion loomed around him, blood pooling beneath the lifeless bodies of Daryl, Mavis, and Ms. Dawson. Emily stood frozen, her hands trembling and coated in blood not her own. Her wide eyes bore into Hound as if begging for forgiveness he could never grant.

“You know nothing about my world, little girl. Just because you work in a place where you have to sit all day and assume that you can access criminals doesn't give you the right to think you know anything. Moreover, I was the one who stabbed him with the Nashgur sword. You did. So, you're the monster.” Emily's gaze shifted to Clive, a sneer etched her face when she saw Clyde on the floor. At first, she had been too focused on Emma that her attention was pulled away from it. “Clive, what have you done? You never told me anything about hurting Clyde. You know that I loved him,” she cried out. “This isn't happening.” “Shut it, Emily. How you feel is the most insignificant addition to this situa

Dana threatened. "And I said I never abducted your mother. Why would I do that? I don't even know who Megan is." Emily said. "And yes, I hate Sassy! I was behind the chandelier fall, she was supposed to die that night." She added angrily and Dana's eyes darkened. Emily knew she had said something she wasn't supposed to say. Everywhere was silent as well. Everybody was shocked. "Emily...you did what?" Alpha Drake finally asked. "I..I...I didn't mean that...it just came out.." Emily stuttered fearfully as she began to move back.

—Yes, her mother went out with some friends and won’t be back for a while. Dylan puts on a mask, pulls on gloves, and takes the gun the driver hands him. He enters the house silently and goes to her room. Emily is distracted on her phone, her back to him. He approaches, placing his hand over her mouth, and she drops the phone, terrified. —Stay quiet and listen well to what I’m going to say. She nods, crying. —You hurt someone very important to me, and that made me furious. I know exactly who you are, Emily. I could end you right now, and no one would miss you.

"This will help loosen your tongue." Emily tried to stay strong, but as the needle pierced her skin, she felt her mind becoming foggy. "Tell me everything," Alvarez's voice echoed in her mind. Emily fought the drug, but it was too strong. She felt herself slipping. Just as she was about to give in, a loud explosion rocked the building. The lights flickered, and gunfire erupted. But this wasn’t her team. The chaos intensified, and Emily knew she had to escape. Struggling against the restraints, she managed to loosen one hand, but before she could free herself, Alvarez's men returned. They roughly untied her, dragging her back upstairs.

he muffles and another gasps escapes from their mouths followed by low sobs. "No, my... brother...can't be dead" Julia sobs. "Tell us this is some prank and...." "My son isn't dead. He's alright and he'll come walking through that door very soon, you'll see" Kylie's mom cut Kylie mid-sentence. It was too painful to believe her son was dead. "Drake was murdered last night at Anna's apartment and Anna has gone missing and....." Jay's words went hanging as he saw Drake's mom collapsed on the chair. "Mom, mom" Kylie and Julia cries in panic shaking their mom's unconscious body. Jay stood up and picked up her hand.

“You’ve talked to him a hundred times.” Still, this was different. By the time headlights swept across our driveway, I nearly jumped. My dad called from the kitchen, “You going out, Em?” “Yeah,” I said, grabbing my small purse. “Just a movie.” He smiled knowingly. “Be back before ten-thirty.” Outside, Connor’s car idled in the soft orange glow of the streetlight. He stepped out when he saw me, dressed in a simple black shirt and jeans, his hair slightly messy — effortlessly perfect.