Spiderman X Emma Frost Fanfiction 소설 & 이야기

Freddie wrapped his hand around her body and she smiled. ••• "I hate this!!!" Emma hissed coming into the room. "What's the problem again?" Scarlet looked up. "I can't believe he turned be on for nothing.. I was almost getting my chance with him but he stopped suddenly" Emma spat sitting on the bed dejectedly "Freddie?" Scarlet asked. "Yh,I badly wanna feel his huge d*ck again! F**k!" Emma said dreamingly. "You know what? I think it's time for you to give up....."

“You kissed him, didn’t you?” I choked, coughing so hard my eyes watered. “W-What, no it wasn't like that,” Matt rolled his eyes. “Come on, dude. Everyone saw. You looked like you wanted to, like, eat his face.” I buried my face in my hands, groaning. “It was a dare.” “Sure,” Matt said, snorting. “And I’m secretly Spider-Man.” I wanted to crawl into a hole and die. “I don’t have to control who he talks to,” I muttered through my hands.

“Do you even know who our Emma is? She’s the heiress of the Xander Corporation. She’s giving you a chance, and you should be grateful. You better say yes.” “What, you want us to beat you up before you agree?” another girl sneered. Justin didn’t flinch. His icy stare locked onto the girl who spoke, completely unbothered by the threat. Emma waved a hand to hold her crew back, pretending to be generous. Then she turned to Justin again, cocky and bold.

Ember Frost’s POV Honestly, the moment we shifted back to our human form, it just felt… awkward. I couldn’t stop thinking how I should’ve gone back nine minutes earlier just to knock some sense into myself—hard—twice. This wasn’t some cheesy romance drama. What on earth was I thinking? The more I replayed my ridiculous behavior, the more my face burned. I wanted the ground to swallow me whole. Unable to stand the shame, I crouched down, buried my head in my knees, and yelled, “Don’t look at me! Don’t you dare laugh! Just go away already!”

In his dreams! "I'm going back to New York now, you already there?" I asked, Jack calling him. "Why sudden change? Yeah I'm already in New York since I called you earlier." "Xander cheated on me with Emma. Emma is pregnant with his child!" I announced. "That s***!" He cursed. "Fired Emma and make Xander miserable." I said. "Of course... No one messes with my sister." Jack said and I find myself smiling. "Are you okay? Are you crying right now?" He asked.

--- 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.

“For how much I plan to kick your ass, I think you’d better just call me Emma.” Emma takes me through a few warmup routines, most fairly familiar to me. Seemingly impressed, she calls me onto the mat to spar. The first few minutes, her face is one of frustration and focus as she adapts to my fighting style that she clearly was not expecting. Slowly though, her smile grows, like she’s really enjoying herself. Eventually, I dodge too slowly, and Emma takes me down, pinning me beneath her on the mat. “I was wrong,” she shares through her labored breaths. “There’s something hotter than a beautiful female smelling like she recently orgasmed. And it’s a beautiful female who can get my heart racing

Kind of timeless, like you. Another pause. Then— Emma: You’re flirting, Adler. Me: Maybe. Emma: Bold of you to assume I don’t flirt back. Me: Is that a promise? Emma: Depends. Are you always this charming after torture-level family events? Me: Only when I text you. I let the phone rest on my chest, smiling like an idiot. It had been a while since anything felt easy. Around Emma, it always did. No expectations. No performance. Just breathing — real, simple, calm.

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.

Emmaline froze but soon a smile etched on her lips realizing that he recognized her. "M-Moo-Moon" Jasper breathed out her name with utter difficulty, his eyes begging her to save him. But what he didn't realize was that his cry triggered a strong never inside her. Emmaline jolted when suddenly a zap of electricity buzzed through her veins. She felt energetic and powerful. Letting out an ear-piercing growl, she tore Damien's hands away and lunged at Jasper. Zion was startled, he tried to stop himself but she was fast enough.