Promised Neverland Emma Novels & Stories

"Princess, Emma just called me at this very moment. She informed me that she had been taken captive and that she would never betray me, but as she was speaking, I heard some screams and things shattering in the background. Was there anything else like that that took place in the future?" "No. In this existence, I believe Emma has been able to change her own destiny, but unfortunately, as a result of her actions, she may not survive. Don't call the police because Mamba could have someone spying on them. Put Izayah and his mother on the phone. It's possible that his mother will send someone in her stead to look for her." "Alright. I'll make sure to do that!." After hanging up the previous call

Maybe little Emma wasn’t as innocent as I originally thought. Liam and I helped her clear the table and I sat with her on the front steps taking whiskey. “So, you’re a real cowgirl,” I asked Emma. “You’d look better in a bikini on stage contesting for Miss World.” She grinned and the smile reached her eyes, those beautiful, captivating eyes and I immediately imagined her in a bikini at the beach. She’d look sexy with her sweet round ass bouncing and the sun tanning her creamy skin. She took the bottle of whiskey from my outstretched hand and drank deeply before replying. “Would you believe me if I said I was born in a barn?” she asked.

EMMA The night that should have been the best night of my life almost sent me back to the goddess. I was so excited that day; tonight would be the night I would officially be announced as Anthony's mate and Luna. I could barely keep my excitement within me waltzing and humming to myself that evening. As I walked past the hall, a group of high-ranking she wolves brushed shoulders with me. "Out of the way, nitwit." The blonde one hollered at me shoving me. I muttered an apology as I pushed past them. No one could ruin my mood. I was the happiest I had ever been in my entire life.

I see Zoey comes running over to where we are with a puzzled expression on her face. "you can't kill him! Because that was your promise!" Emma screams at me and I stop in my track. I would never have made that promise if I knew what it was. Turning around to look at her I take a step closer. "I would never have promised you if I had known what it was! And this promise I'm going to break!" I say with venom in my voice for knowing we have that man down in our prison. "If you do I will leave this place with Ella and never to come back! Our friendship is over the moment you end his life!" she says and looks at me. Seeing her this angry I know she means what she says!

I thought school would be my sanctuary—a place for me to get away from all of this and have peace of mind, aside from Darin. Now. There's nowhere to hide. "Norra-" El's voice comes from down the hallway. I turn and look at her, standing there, tapping her foot on the ground impatiently. I had a feeling today would be long, but now I know it will be even more exhausting than originally planned. "What's up, El?" I ask, turning my body to face her completely. "Sorry, Emilio. I don't mean to interrupt." She looks at her watch and backs up to us.

Promises are nothing but the sweetest lies. Emma sniffed recalling the promise she made to her brother. She never lied about taking him with her but everything happened so suddenly that she couldn't do anything. She's helpless. Why does life always take what we cherish the most? Emma loved him more than anything. She was dying every day so he could live and wouldn't go through the harsh times she had faced. She's exerting every effort so he could have comfort and happiness. However, it's a brutal reality that they couldn't be together, not now.

Lucy admitted. "Not for me," Willow replied tossing her supposed trophy away, the skull attached spine. "Now you know why am called the 'Spine ripper'," she said walking away. They stared at each other and followed along shortly after. EMMA'S RESIDENCE, MIDNIGHT: Emma had just returned from peeing in the bathroom, and going back to sleep she hesitated, couldn't help the feeling like she was being watched. So she filled her palm with a bright, white light ball.

What could Emma possibly have to do with Don Anders I wondered. I looked at him questionably. “How do you know who Emma is? I could not care less about your intentions for Ruby, but Emma is very special to me!” Don Anders said respectfully, “Ah miss Emma did me a kind service and took out a couple of my own enemies for me. In fact, I believe the money she transferred to you before her tragic accident was a percentage of what I paid her for her services. I want nothing more than to return her favor, by helping you in her steed.”

Emma said with a loud voice, as she wiped their blood from her hands. However, there was no response. ASKARI never fights without the three beasts. They were a part of him. And wherever they are, there he was. With each adversary she defeated in the forbidden forest, Emma's confidence grew. She tapped into the essence of the Moonrise Legacy, embracing her true potential as the chosen one. Her movements were fluid, her instincts honed, and she emerged victorious, the corrupted werewolves retreating into the darkness. As Emma caught her breath, she noticed a flickering light at the heart of the forest. Curiosity compelled her to investigate it, leading her to a hidden clearing. In its center s

Not cold mansions and ruthless men. She deserved a father who would love her. Not one who saw her as a trophy or bargaining chip, like Damian—only showing up when it suited him. And she deserved a mother who wouldn’t crumble like this. But I was folding—for her. The next morning, Emma was the first to break the silence. “Are we going on an adventure?” she asked, blinking up at me with sleepy eyes when she saw the pile of boxes stacked near the door. I smiled, brushing a loose lock of hair from her face. “Maybe,” I said softly. “There might be ponies, too.”