Novel & Cerita Ray Emma Norman

It was then I got to know that Emma is the Secretary to the President of the organization. I wasn't too comfortable standing with their ladies talk again. I decided to make few calls across. I heard a familiar voice that calls on me, it was Ryan. 💊 Jasmine's POV 💊 "Stop!!" I yelled as Emma and I ran to separate doc Alex from Ryan. "Let me go Jasmine, this asshole killed the baby, he caused the fire!!" Doctor Alex yelled as Emma and I struggled to hold him. "Did he really cause the fire?" I asked.

The once spacious office now stood empty, with Emilia sitting in solitude. At this moment, only one thought echoed through Emilia's mind—her life as she knew it was over. Unexpectedly, Norman shattered the calm façade Emilia had meticulously maintained. Emilia's eyes, adorned with delicate eye makeup, narrowed slightly. She clenched her hands into fists, pounded the desk heavily, and exclaimed, "Norman!" From the online video Norman had uploaded, it was evident he had utilized modern glasses with a built-in camera. No wonder she had always found Norman's glasses stylish. Little did she know he had long harbored intentions of destroying her.

The second that Emma felt the dipping of the space beside her, she quickly threw the duvet off her and hugged Quinn for dear life. “I– I’m scared.” Rose City is surrounded by bodies of water, so whenever nature strikes, it does so with full force. Emma is supposed to be used to thunderstorms, hurricanes, tornados, and typhoons by now, but because of the traumatizing memories that mother nature left embedded in her, it gave her no chance to move on. Times like this, Anamika would be by her side, singing her lullaby to help her go to sleep. But now that Anamika wasn’t here, Emma couldn’t help but seek the comfort of the man she’s angry at.

“You ready?” Lucas starred at her. Emma was beautiful. She had long strawberry blonde hair with golden streaks. She was tall with an hour glass figure. She was wearing a pair of jeans, a faux wool sweater, and a long scarf. What Lucas enjoyed most about how Emma looked was her perfect smile and wide eyes. “I’m ready. You know you really need to get an Animal Planet subscription. You make terrible animal noises.” he said with a smirk as he picked her up and spun around.

Ameira whispered while facing the mirror. Baby I can't deny I'm crazy for you You're the dream I have every night When you hold me here in your arms Our hearts beat as one We will always be together So everything will be alright. She thanked him and walked away without looking back. She's just scared. Scared of the fact that she's not normal. She can't... She might end up killing him or more than that. She isn't capable of loving someone. For this isn't a love story, and it will never be one.

It's about Emma Millers ,she was rushed to the hospital hours ago . What??! ********************************* Don't forget to vote and comment I would really love your feedback on the story Jojoestiel 🍂

Amy, with her vibrant personality and infectious energy, provided a perfect cover for the tension simmering just beneath the surface. The observer continued to follow them as they moved through the city, stopping at a quaint café. They chose a table outside, and the observer found a spot across the street, hiding behind a newspaper while still keeping them in sight. The observer watched as they laughed and chatted, their bond clear and strong. This was the Emily the observer remembered: lively, full of hope, and surrounded by people who cared about her.

Leonardo's POV: My gaze swept across the stage when the emcee announced the next girl, and that's when I saw her. Emma; the beautiful waitress from Vincenzo's nightclub, the girl who almost ended my generation with the knee to my groin. The same Emma who had rejected and stolen from me at Vincenzo's nightclub left me with throbbing pain and wounded pride. Now, she stood vulnerable, clad in red lingerie that hugged her curves, showcasing her beauty; a particular part of me sprang up.

Samantha commanded, and after that, she disconnects the call. Emma hurriedly got up, and she went to the bathroom for a quick shower. After ten minutes she came out, and just grabbed a white shirt and a pair of pants. She hurriedly tied her hair in a ponytail. She then grabbed her bag and camera. And after a few minutes, she's on her way now to do a surveillance on Darren Hayes. ================================ It was a Sunday morning, and Emma is still at her bed. She plans to just laze around her room, just watching movies, eating chips, sleeping, and repeat.

Normal. "Here we are, kid," the driver grunted. I looked out the window. Jason Miller's house was huge. Of course it was. It was a Crawford party. The bass was thumping so hard I could hear it through the glass. Cars were lined up all down the street. My stomach did a flip. Then I saw her. Emma was standing at the end of the driveway, away from the crowd of people smoking on the lawn. She was wearing a denim jacket over a dress, hugging her arms against the chill. She was looking down the street, searching.