Pretty Little Liars Emily Fields Novels & Stories

Lucy said. She? “ She? Who is it Lucy?” Liam says as he tries to rack his brain. It can’t be Hailey, she wasn’t in Canada. So who? Apart from his mother and his sister, Hailey, he didn’t have much women in his life. “ It’s Emilia Peyton sir and she’s already here. Do I send her in now or later, although I doubt she’ll want to wait.” Lucy says. Liam is in shock for about ten seconds, reason being that he never imagined that Emilia would come to see him. It was still too early.

I asked, looking perplexed. From Mara's explanation, Emily was just an Alpha child and she doesn't seem to be any relative of Alpha Damon, so why was she so concerned about Luna 's position and even went as far as attacking me? Emily puffed her shoulder slightly, and with an arrogant voice she said. “You don't need to know, just focus on your business. But since you asked, let me tell you a little. I'm very close with Alpha Damon.” At her last words, I could notice her face heating up, in a pint of embarrassment.

##"What do you think Sarah would want? Do you think she would want peace or war? Sarah is a nice kid and--" ##" you have no fucking right to talk about my daughter. You all have no fucking right at all. I'm doing what a mother should do for her beloved daughter and nothing can change that. I don't fucking care! My heart died with my daughter. And Mystic Hollow would pay dearly for it" Emily said and sniffed. ##" Ok ma, I understand," the receiver said even though he doesn't like the way Emily was handling the situation. ##" Good," she said as the limo pulled over at the front of the grill. . TBC

However, there was still so much to be done. The wolf-dog reported that Emily was different from the other sitters. She was intelligent, kind, patient and almost the perfect caretaker they’d seen in their life. There was only one shortcoming in this caretaker that bothered the shifter watcher. Emily had this air of depression around her from time to time. She would space out and tended to bottle up everything that made her unhappy. In front of the boys, she would always put on a smile. The younger shifters were too inexperienced to detect a lie, but Emily often used little white lies to avoid answering their questions about her past. Noticing the increasingly grumpy mood and frequent yawning

Dorothy mumbled while occasionally cleaning her teeth with her teeth with her tongue, it looks like the carrot cake she was eating got stuck in her teething. James turned to Emily who was washing her hands Emily face look gloomy, she was indeed excited because she was going to meet her mother, but she was also annoyed that she had to see Lucy and Eve every day..... "Emily," hearing her James call her name, snapped her out of her thoughs. She looked up, their eyes met, James seemed enchanted by the natural beauty that radiated on Emily's face, he didn't day anything and just stared at Emily in awe.... *****

Emily said catching Cherly off guard “ It's weird talking to you about it . You are the exact replica of her but you look strange …” Cherly said looking at her “I feel tired , since we already clarified the situation, don't bother me again . “ Emily said getting up Cherly looked at the tea before looking at Emily , why wasn't there any reaction . She spiked the tea . Cherly wasn't a fool . She made a plan to capture the woman and if she confirmed that she wasn't the one before she'll leave her but if she's Emily whether she had lost her memory or not she'll kill her this time there wouldn't be any mistake .

Without having breakfast, she went back upstairs. (Ringing……) “Hello, this is Doctor Liam from the E-tech hospital, how can I help you” “Hi Liam, it's been a while, I don't think you remember me, but I'm Emily Elvis” “Emily…Emily…. Oh oh I remember you, Emily, the little girl that is not so little anymore, how are you doing?” “ Liam, I'm so glad you remembered me, I'm doing very well, what about you?” “I'm doing good too girl, how can I help you today”

But another part, the part that was now in pieces, knew that his death was a dangerous loose end, one that could tie Miriam and, by extension, Ethan, to something far uglier than I could imagine because Miriam has seen the horrific scene and she might tried to know why. Emily's voice was a quiet whisper that pulled me from my thoughts. "I don't know," she said, her eyes wide with genuine confusion. "That's what's so strange about it. Miriam is so... perfect. She's the rich and beautiful princess of her family. She's supposed to be at galas and charity events, not on some dark street corner where a cop's private investigator is being shot dead." I almost choked on my coffee. The image of Miri

"Oh, Emily, what happened to you? Are you okay?" Emily's reaction was swift and fierce. She flung his hands away, her eyes blazing with a warning. "Don't touch me!" Amelia stepped forward, her voice laced with feigned worry. "Emily, darling, we were worried sick about you. Are you alright? What happened?" Emily's gaze narrowed, her eyes darting between Jackson and Amelia. She knew their concern was a ruse, a ploy to manipulate and control. She refused to play along, her silence a defiant shield against their false empathy.

“Ugh, that is such a lame excuse.” “It’s not an excuse.” “It is,” she countered, standing and pacing in front of me like a lawyer building a case. “Emily, come on. Liam looks at you like you’re the only person keeping him grounded. He hasn’t looked at anyone like that in years.” I rubbed my temples. “You clearly haven’t been looking closely enough.” “No,” she said gently, her voice softening, “I looked very closely. And what I saw was a man trying not to fall too fast... because for once, someone made him feel something real.”