Sonic X Emerl Novels & Stories

I need to make a plan. What do I do now Emerald? I reach out to her. She whimpers. She’s been pretty sulky ever since I rejected Wesley. She replies by flashing me the image of those kind brown eyes again. Those aren’t Wesley’s eyes? I guess I’ll find out in about a week when Emerald can help me see. Ash’s POV

I screamed, my hand reaching out, but the indigo light fizzled out the moment it crossed the threshold of the Well. "I can't hear you here, Mommy," Hope said, her voice small but steady. Her emerald-gold halo was gone, replaced by a raw, jagged spark of Primal Static. "It’s the only place where it’s quiet enough to remember my own name." "Darlene, this has to end," Eryx said, stepping to the edge of the well. In his hand, he held the Sovereign-Fang—the weapon I had left in the Marrow-Oak. He had torn it out. He had Un-Plugged the Buffer.

He's such a teaser. ''No, I really like lions. By the way, isn't Emery a greyish-black form of corundum?'' I raise an eyebrow and he sighs, rolling his eyes; he probably have had this kind of question before but I don't blame him. Yet, his name sounds perfect. It matches him in a way that I think it wouldn't. ''Tell me something I don't know,'' He smirks.

For some unknown reason he couldn't control his anger. "Yes I am warning you, what can you do stupid buffalo? Believing that street brat and their senseless servants over the words of your own daughter, foolish father." Warlord Emera was blinded in anger and before he could get control of himself, he saw Juno on the floor with a deep cut in her stomach. She was not moving. At that moment the black smoke which had entered his body was seen leaving his body and vanishing.

It's just that she’s sadistic. "No. That's my dance move." I retort and walked again. We were not even able to walk when I heard someone call my name. "Shiloh," I looked in the direction where someone called me, and I saw Emery waving. Unlike me, she is an elementalist. An Earth elementalist to be exact.

Emerald took a small step back, trying to distance herself from the overwhelming tension. Her ears and cheeks were flushed bright red. Slowly, she lifted her gaze to meet Alaric's intense eyes, her embarrassment palpable. Alaric noticed the flush of shame in her eyes and grinned, giving his son’s shoulder a reassuring pat. “Next time, daddy will beat him to death.” Emerald's brow furrowed at his words. She wanted to reprimand Alaric for how he was addressing his son, but she knew she wasn’t in a position to do so. She risked losing her job entirely.

King Vulcan The sight of the female curled in on herself is enough to break the coldest of hearts. The anger from Emerald is something new to me but then again she is an empath, she feels everything including their pain. So when she slides the clip in her hair I feel relieved, but the guilt is not necessary she needs to be able to work with the female.

She blinked at the scene before her. The beast was encircled in Emerie’s blue flames. Its snapping jaws silenced. Bottomless yellow eyes stared deeply into Amerie. Asteri stirred inside her mind. A wheezing sound similar to a sinister laugh escaped the Embertaur’s venomous jaws. It slowly backed away and howled, then turned and disappeared into the forest. Amerie turned and med Everett’s terrified eyes. She sighed. “We need to talk.”

Xercel didn't utter anything, instead, her hand formed a fist while she stops herself from killing these people. "Don't let your emotions rule over you, Xercel. I am warning you, we can’t fail tonight.” A voice of someone cold and sinister told her from the other line which made her gulp because of how intense the feeling of that voice brought her. She sighed and calm herself while loosening the fist formed earlier. "I'm sorry, Empress. I will do my best this time.” She made a serious promise to the person who said it but never got a response from her again.