Spider-man X Emma Frost Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She wanted to kill Shawn for the low standard and cheap acts he has been showing her. -------------- Flashback Emma was soaking herself in the bed, almost, as her face dipped inside the water filled in the bathtub with essential oils and pink salt. She was lying inside straight with her hands fisting over the edges of the bathtub. Her eyes were closed, breaths were paused. Like a lifeless person she stays in, until her lungs beg for oxygen with a burning sensation.

I looked at the Druid to see if he knew these people but he looked clueless too. "Stop wasting your time. The energy profiles from your fingerprints clearly show that you were in contact with them very recently. Just hand them over and we will forget about all this." "For what? Don't you know that they won't work for you?" The Druid asked them. A look of confusion or doubt flashed on their faces before Emma tightened the trip on her gun. "We will see that for ourselves. Put them on the floor and step back." While Emma looked like Scarlett Johansson as Black Widow, the guy who was with her looked like Leonard from The Big Bang Theory.

I said with a stoic expression, Xander dropped his tablet on the table and wanted to reach out to pour himself some coffee. "Let me help you with that." Emma, being a busybody, reached out for the coffee before Xander and poured it out for him. I rolled my eyes at her actions and beckoned a maid to help me serve some black-label tea. "You don't have to pour his coffee for him. Mr De Marco has enough hands to do that for him, "I commented, bringing the cup of the creamy tea to my nose as the rich aroma wafted my nose. Emma froze and nervously tucked her hair behind her ears while giving Xander puppy eyes. I scoffed at how she was openly flirting with him using the pretentious white lotus faca

I needed to know what took her too long after impatiently waiting for those fifteen more minutes to be over I called her, Hello Millers. Sir? Sir...... mmmh so good, I want more....Xander .....not so fast...I'm gonna.... Millers? Millers? Emma? What's going on? Then the call disconnected. Xander? Alexander? Damn it! What was she doing with him? How was he here in Manhattan? Just the thought of what Emma implied made me crazy... Not so fast? I want more? Emma's POV I walked over to Jada's coffee shop from Power Corp. Since I was familiar with the place I had to greet my now turned friend Lisa then Jada who wouldn't stop praising Ace.

She stuttered with glassy eyes. Xander tilted his head to the side, the action made her heart stutter in pure trepidation. The man she was avoiding with all her might was now standing in her apartment most precisely at the doorframe of her restroom whereas she sat stark naked in her bathtub. Xander prowled inside like a true predator ready to tear apart his prey who was none other than her. Emma flinched back when he sat down on the edge of the bathtub. She was hundred percent sure he was going to do something horrendous to her but she wasn't expecting him to command her.

--- That night, Emma and I sat on the couch in our pajamas, eating pizza straight from the box. She was scrolling through comments, eyes wide. “Look at this,” she said. “People are actually defending me.” I leaned over. “That’s because you told the truth. And people recognize it.” She looked at me. “Why do you always believe in me, Xander?” I smiled. “Because believing in you feels a lot like believing in myself.” She leaned into me. And for the first time since the storm hit, I felt it break. Not completely. But just enough to let the light in.

"Emma, it's me I'm your mate" The wolf slowly comes over to Cory sniffing and once it catches his scent properly begins to wag it's tail then coughs up and brings up a lump of what seems to be a blood clot "what the hell?! that thing is moving Ty" Cory grabs a glove and picks it up and drops it into a container and cover it then Emma collapses and shifts back into her human form.

Rain fell in a melancholic symphony, each droplet a reflection of the shattered emotions within Aris’s heart. The dimly lit room seemed to echo his desolation, the flickering candlelight casting elongated shadows that danced on the walls. The atmosphere was heavy with the scent of dampness. Emma stood before him, her eyes once warm pools of affection now glacial and distant. Her once enticing smile had turned into a cruel curve of indifference. The words she spoke cut through the air like a sharp blade, leaving wounds that ran deeper than any physical injury.

When Emma turned five, Russel was driving her home from school and got into a rear-end collision. Emma followed him out of the car, and when she saw the person in the other car, she froze. She had seen countless photos of this man among my belongings. He was Xander Green, my ex-husband. My heart clenched instantly. I did not want them to recognize each other. As Xander approached, he noticed Russel and smirked. I knew that smile all too well. It was a mix of provocation and anger. Then, his gaze shifted down to Emma, who was holding Russel’s hand. The smirk on his lips deepened, now tinged with mockery.

However, the more I look, the more I realize there’s something strange about these scorpions. At some point, Quin freezes. His lifeless eyes meet mine, and I know immediately that something is wrong. ** Emma* “Yes, ohhhh…” I moan, the relentless pleasure making me sing praises to the man above me. The man I shouldn't be with. I clasp his jaw and suck his lips, letting him pound deeper into me. He smells just like me, rendering touches in places no other man knows how to, not even my husband. We're back in our rendezvous, the place that's been our haven for years since the start of this mission.