Pitch Perfect 2 Emily Junk Novels & Stories

Ella is fidgeting with the hem of her dress, looking back and forth between her sons and the lewd. ‘My Fiance, Sugarcup. Could you not stay away for a minute?’ Juicy…ahem! Quincy immediately smiles as he stands up to receive a hazelnut-head slender vampiress. Emily, for my utmost discomfort, is a drop-dead stunning vampiress who could have walked out of a fashion and skincare magazine cover. Tall, petite, pale, high-bridge nose, big doe eyes, and plump lips—she does not look a day older than twenty-five and a granddaughter figure in the arms of the son of a blood-sucking bitch!

I go to turn around but get distracted by my phone beeping with a text message. "Dear Emma, you guys took so long looking for Emily that I got bored so we had to play some games to entertain ourselves, unfortunately for Emily she lost but she still has all her other fingers so it's not so bad. However, now it's time for us to play a game, and if you win you get Emily back but if you lose she dies. Look inside the box and you'll find your first clue. see you soon j x"

He scratches his five-o'clock shadow and clears his throat. "Emma, Model Perfect is not happy with you. There's a rumor going around that you dumped Hunter. Is this true? Because if it is, I will remind you that that is a breach of your contract with us." "Yes, I did dump him. After being hit by him on numerous occasions I had enough. So if you need me to turn in my resignation or you want to sue me for taking care of myself then whatever, Freddie. You guys have been so controlling over everything I do and say, I just want to be me."

She indifferently wanted to leave, but soon Emily was pinned down by Jack. "Do you want me to go crazy to be satisfied or what? You don't look like the girl I used to know anymore." "So touched. Should I cry or apologize?" Emily rolled her eyes and said with a soft voice: "I've let you down. You must be regretting that I already know your rotten thinking. That game is only played once. It's time. Second, it's not fun. Would you mind getting out of my way so that I can cheat other men. Use this body to pay your debt, right?"

DEX she is the love of my life and I love her a lot Joanne Look how sweet they are together Emily what can I say, things seems to be doing great DEX I just saw another investor I need to speak with don't worry I will be right back DEX kisses you on the cheeks and leave you with your dad and stepmom

“Spill..” “You walk in with a smile sharp enough to cut glass. Find Slade. Spill your guts. No more games, no more cryptic bullshit. Tell him straight: I want you, you idiot.” My heart jackhammered. “You think he’ll even listen?” Emily shrugged, but her eyes sparkled. “Worst case, you get closure. Best case? You get the guy.” “Why don’t we just kidnap him, duct-tape him to a chair, and—”

87 - Ryker I become conscious of a tingling brush along my face. I don’t open my eyes though. I savor the feeling. “That’s nice, Little Lamb, but yesterday sucked. Give me another hour.” A small giggle interrupts my thoughts quickly. I turn my head to see a bright-eyed Emily looking at me from her bed in the middle of the room. “Why do you call her a lamb? She’s not a lamb, silly Alpha!” She covers her mouth and laughs again. I can see the delight in her mother’s and Kennedy’s eyes. All three of them want an answer, an honest answer. Copyright ©️ 2024 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions

He stalked out, the door slamming behind him, leaving them in the wreckage of silence. The echo of the slammed door vibrated through the house. Silence followed. Thick. Suffocating. I turned slowly, my chest heaving, to face Emily. Emily smiled. A slow, curling thing that didn’t reach her eyes. She dropped the pretence of tears, the fragile quiver in her voice. Now it was just steel and venom. “Well,” Emily said softly, “that went better than I expected.” My fists clenched at my sides. “You’re disgusting.”

Her piercing blue eyes sparkled with malice as she led her group inside. I panicked, retreating quickly into one of the toilet stalls and closing the door as quietly as possible. Peeking through the narrow crack, I watched them. Emily moved to the mirror, pulling a compact out of her designer bag while her minions clustered around her like moths to a flame. “Did you see Ryan earlier?” Emily asked, her voice dripping with smug satisfaction as she dabbed powder onto her already immaculate face. “He’s just... perfect. Can you imagine him falling for me? He will, of course. I mean, who wouldn’t?”

"You're supposed to be quite capable, right? Now that I've given you a taste of that, you must feel a bit worked up, huh? Come on, get up and give me your best shot!" Seemingly unfazed, Emilia chuckled as she opened her other hand, revealing a black pill. "Do you still believe this little thing will wake you up quickly?" Emilia tossed the pill to the ground, crushing it beneath her foot. "Dream on." "Are you dreaming, or am I dreaming, young lady? You better get things straight first." As Emilia casually flattened the pill with her foot, Violet on the bed abruptly opened her eyes. Caught in Violet's piercing gaze, Emilia was so startled that her mind went blank, leaving her struggling to col