Ray And Emma Novels & Stories

Jeez " she could only mutter. There was a guy in the house ..hugging Jemi... JEMI !! Her mouth was half open...Jemi who had quit the embrace when she had barged into the house had this annoyed look on her face. The guy, black and actually..... Darn hot, was looking at the both of them amused. Emma swallowed...spotted her purse on the sofa close to her and picked it up " I forgot this " she raised it up "No one asked" Jemi crowed dryly as she bit into her half-finished tacos Emma felt her cheeks burn..it was hard to think of a counter back when she was this angry. The guy walked over to her his hands stretch for a shake." I'm Ray Jemi's friend " Emma put on a smile and held his hand " Emma he

“And besides, you know they pay me a shit sum of money. I know you’ve got beef with the Dumas clan, but I need to make some cash.” Ryan wasn’t longer comfortable with the atmosphere; also observing Emma, she was feeling unease as a result of the event that transpired. “Do you want to get out of here?” Ryan asked, observing how Emma nodded her head even before the question landed. “Let’s go.” Ryan said, holding Emma’s hand as they walked out of the bar together. Inside Ryan’s car, the unspoken tension was palpable. 'You okay?' Ryan finally asked, breaking the silence. His voice softened as he glanced at her.

But after hearing Amora's story, she shared in their happiness. "Thank goodness Ray's dream of having a father finally came true. And not just any father—his biological one," Emma said, glancing at Rayden sitting beside her. The boy simply grinned and continued enjoying Emma's homemade apple pie. It had been a long time since he last tasted her cooking, and before he knew it, he had already eaten two slices. "That's enough, Ray. You've had too many sweets today," Amora said as Rayden reached for another slice.

The driver drove off. Emma is a beautiful, young, and hardworking woman. She has milky white skin, hazel eyes, charming dimples, long blonde wavy hair, and a stunning figure. Emma is a single mother, 27 years old. And her daughter is just seven. Emma loves her daughter dearly and would do anything for her. Emma arrived at her office and settled down. She works in a hotel as a general supervisor and resumed her daily routine of overseeing every department. _____ Ethan Williams was on the phone when his secretary walked in to inform him about a visitor. He signalled her to let the person in while he continued his call.

,I want to rage out but I keep it in. "We won't let shit go sideways, brother. Now we need to go tell Emma your dead mate is alive, but you want our girl. So let's get in here and break it to her, "Tyler mumbles, but even I can feel his uneasiness. We both take deep breaths, and he puts the code in. The door slides open, and I smile as Emma snuggles with Bobby, and both are asleep. "They look adorable," I kiss Emma's forehead. Gram hands us plates of food, and we sit to eat.

Emma sat in the backseat of the car and could barely keep her eyes open. Last night hadn’t given much room for sleep. But Emma wouldn’t have traded it for all the sleep in the world. The moments she and Bane had shared after he had taken care of James had been profound in a way that Emma never had experienced. It felt like they had connected and forged a bond. Emma didn’t want to delude herself by thinking it was love. That was just her wishful thinking. But it was definitely a strong friendship.

Everything is in its place and in excellent combat readiness! The girl frowned, fell silent and ... blushed. Jeremy, noticing her reaction, smiled and said: - Okay, let's forget. Listen, can we just hang out? Amy looked at the man incredulously and... agreed: - Lets do it! Only you, chur, the first to tell. "Okay," he agreed, raising his hands slightly. Ask what would you like to know? Emily hesitated a little, but asked anyway: - Listen, can you tell us about you? Well, about wolves.

I go into his shorts and remove the cigarettes. "I don't want you smoking until the party, deal," I ask while sticking the cigarettes into my purse? "Whatever you say, Emma." I stand on my tiptoes, and my live stream video begins to play. "Hello, everyone. It's me, Emma, streaming live from the Model Perfect headquarters. I'm with Hunter today, and he has some amazing news to tell you."

"Alright! Mr Alexandro, please give the other agents this crow. They will put him in the iron cage" Within few minutes, all the agents sat back in their cars. Emma sat inside a black sedan car, along with Luca Alexandro, the famous paranormal investigator and her mother. The car was driven by Mr Alexandro. Emma sat quietly in the back seat with her mother and looked out of the window. 'How could I be a half-vampire? Do my parents know this? Is my father a half-vampire too?'

Ready. Emma goes over the plan. She meets Victoria. Listens. Evaluates. If it's a trap, she fights her way out. If it's real, she negotiates. Either way, she gets answers. The morning arrives. Gray sky. Cold wind. Emma dresses normal. Jeans. Jacket. Nothing tactical. Blending in. Lily grabs her hand. "Come back." "I will." Sophie hugs her. "Don't trust her. Whatever she says. However real it sounds. She's Torres's daughter. She's just like him."