Riley Murdered Emma Novels & Stories

MATTEO I stood by the window, staring at nothing but the empty sky outside. My fists were deep in my pockets, not because I wanted to look calm, but because I knew if they were free, God knows I’d punch something. Or someone. A whole week gone. And Emily? She was nowhere to be found. I killed those guards the same night they opened their useless mouths to say they didn’t know how she escaped. Cowards. Weaklings. If you couldn’t protect someone else, why were you breathing?

I scanned the room, landing on a sight that made my blood run cold. Alexander, a cold, calculating figure awaited me. His features exuded an aura of ruthlessness. "Welcome, Emma," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "Alexander! What do you need from me?" I demanded trying to hide my trembling. "You belong to me until your father pays his debt ..... plus interest." "You killed him!" I screamed at him, my shoulders trembling. I wanted no more than to wrap my hands around that neck of his. " Killed? Not yet! But will kill him soon enough if you don't comply." His smile twisted, staring down at me.

she admitted. “Tell me,” I said. No, I didn’t think it was just about what happened last night. A part of me, the one I refused to recognize completely, that part wanted to learn more about Ollie’s life before I arrived in Forest Hills. Emma would spend the rest of Calculus telling me things I already knew from dad’s email, stuff about how Ellie’s big sister Liz was raped and then murdered in their home. “Ellie used to be fun to be around… She was kind of like you, but smarter,” Emma teased.

"Emma, it was all because of this bitch. If not for her, we never would have ended up like this." As he spoke, he seized Olivia by the hair and smashed her head against the floor. Over and over, her forehead met the unforgiving ground with a sickening thud. A crimson gash split open across her delicate face. Perhaps Olivia finally realized Ryan would never let her go. She dropped the act and screamed, "Ryan, you bastard! You are no better than I am. My plan would never have worked so fast without you. "You are only doing this because you want to wash your hands clean. Let me tell you something. You can't. You're the one who killed her mother. You're the real murderer."

“Do you have an idea what Logan would do to you if he found out that you are responsible for framing up Alice and lying with pictures that she is a stripper?” “No, I did not!” Riley denied vehemently. “Then who did?” Leah questioned. “Do you have an inkling of how mad Logan is? What if this had gone out?” “I don’t know what you are talking about, Leah, I swear.” “So what were you doing with Emma at that café on that day? I know you two aren’t exactly besties, especially after she supposedly stole your man.” “Look…” Riley battled for words, “Emma called me, crying and wailing over the phone about something terrible that she had done, and that if she doesn’t speak to anyone about it, she might

Then she took a deep breath as she shifted her gaze away, closed her eyes and thought for a while. And when she opened them again, the softness was gone, they were now replaced by fire. "So how do we kill him? Raleigh.” I froze, startled by the shift in her tone. Can't believe Emma was really talking about killing someone right now. Like…Emma? “Seriously?” I asked, still shocked. No I mean…of course I am going to rip that bastard’s head out but….it was proposed by Emma first. The same one that always hates things like that?

"For fucks sake, mum…" Riley turned to him. "I'm not going to lie. I never believed her and for your sake, do not interrupt me. You have no idea how much we have all suffered at the hands of her family and now you claim to be in love with her. It could all be a trick to make you fall for her." "I'm not playing tricks on anybody and especially not Brandon." Emma said to her. Riley gave her an eyeroll. "Spare me the lies."

She never cared about people’s opinions, however, a petite part of her is concerned about it, she knew that her actions are ruthless and even heard people talking about it, some say she is a sick woman and some say she is just as those killers but she never cared, because she believed the person who is guilty should be punished whether by law or any other way. The corners of Riley’s lips move upwards, his eyes enlighten as he moves his face closer to hers “You look damn beautiful when you smile,” he says, his voice low. She looks away when he gets closer, turning the door knob she pushes the door open “hey, mom,” she greets and walks in. “Hi,” Riley waves and enters. “My son in law is here,

“I am going to talk, and you are going to listen. I was not sure if you were lying Emma or if it was Shelly. To be honest I still do not know. So, I decided I was going to hurt both of you. I first went to Shelly’s this morning to deal with her only to find her house surrounded by cops. I found out someone killed her last night. I was annoyed I could not get revenge on her but there was nothing I could do about that. With her already dealt with I came over here. Then you treated me like shit claiming it was about Austins feelings. You know using my child against me was a really fucking low blow. I went straight to a friend’s house who happens to be part of the gang the bricks. He loaned me a