The Murder Of Emma Walker Novels & Stories

Emma heard their conversation, and was sure that they were planning to kill someone, but whom she doesn't know. 'Emma, it's time for you to make a decision. Either this good for nothing Nicklaus Wesley, or save the person's life they are talking about.' asked Emma from herself. 'Never mind, a person's life is more important than my mission.' said Emma to herself and followed the man. She saw the man going in his car, and immediately hailed the taxi. “Follow that car, sir, fast.” Said Emma to the taxi driver. They followed him to the highway, where a car came in view to Emma, and she immediately understood whom they wanted to kill. She immediately hoped on the front passenger seat from the ba

asked Emma, who wanted to know the person who wished for her death before she was killed. "Who else but our king. We are here by order of one person, namely lord Ryan Underwood of course." "Ryan, so you really want to kill me?" muttered Emma, ​​smiling sarcastically. "If god permits, I will avenge you after this death." Emma closed her eyes in resignation as several royal guards began to approach her. However, as the soldiers took a few steps toward Emma, ​​the ground that Emma was standing on slid down, causing Emma to fall down before Emma was killed.

Noah tried to stop her. "Emma!" "It's too dangerous!" But Emma kept running. She reached the journal first and hugged it tightly against her chest. Marcus aimed his gun directly at her. "Enough games." "Give it to me." Emma stared into his cold eyes. "My father died protecting this." "I'm not giving it to you." Marcus's face darkened. "Then you'll die like him." Just as his finger tightened on the trigger— A black SUV burst through the trees. Its headlights blinded everyone.

“Moira, so you and Kara made up? I thought you were still holding a grudge against the girl. Moms and daughters are close at heart. Any conflict will soon be forgotten.” Mom pressed her red lips together and said in a low voice, “Wendy is my one and only daughter. Wesley, don’t bring up Kara again. She ran away from home this time. She’s been missing for five or six days. She didn’t even go to her father’s memorial.” I wanted to tell her that I didn’t run away from home. I just couldn't ever go back again. … The task force took the brutal murder case extremely seriously. The police feared the horrifying condition of the body would cause public panic, so catching the killer was urgent.

" Tracy repeats the same bad news in a lower, shakey voice. Shock and range makes my heart throb and my fists clench. I know Tracy would not lie to me or my family. Her heart is too good to make up such an accusation. Whatever she says, she believes it's the truth. But I find it hard to believe that my innocent looking mate would have murdered anyone. "How did you find this out?" I ask. "Emma Abrams is a wanted culprit in Silver Moon pack. Her evil act is all that people are talking about. It was so easy for me to find out the truth because so many people knows about it." She answers looking sad but at the same time angry.

“Please, master, the people who had your urn know Kayla's last blood. You should go get your answers now for we know nothing.” Lucan continued to plead, but they fell on Emmett's deaf ears; he had waited long to make these people suffer. When he looked at their faces, he saw, in his eyes, the people who betrayed him by killing him. He saw his murderers. Because they felt intimidated by him, they burned him alive. He was about to bring down the Park house in great flames when he heard someone call out his name, putting a pause to the thrilling show he was about to start up

“Great, just great Avery. I'm glad you left on your own and faked your death, then I wouldn't have to bother killing you myself. I am not a murderer and I will never shed any blood unless I have to, unlike your father.” “Go ahead, blame him for their death. We both know I also lost my sister too in that raid. When you are done faulting another, you can get yourself some therapy. It is not too damn expensive for a CEO like you.” She stormed to the door, her hands falling on the doorknob. “I am not Avery, Avery died five years ago. You killed her. I am Emma now.” “....” “You keep to your lane and I will keep to mine. Hope we never meet again, Ex- mate!”

To walk into my home, after everything, and preach her twisted dogma. “And you refused, naturally?” I asked, though I knew the answer. Emma was Derek’s sister, a true Bloodwood by heart if not by blood. “Of course, My Queen!” Emma’s resolve hardened, her eyes flashing with a spark of her brother’s defiance. “I told her I would never betray my family, never betray my pack, never betray you. I told her what she was doing was an abomination, a betrayal of everything pure. That she was a monster.” Emma’s voice dropped, barely audible. “She just… smiled. That cold, terrible smile, the one that makes your soul shrink. She said, ‘Then you leave me no choice, child. If you won’t turn, I must remove

“Of course! A bitch like you doesn’t deserve to walk around acting like a proud person while we suffer for that when the truth comes down!” “Probably,” Ashlynn said, nudging her shoulder to herself. “Alright then:” Emma said, eyeing her and picking her things on the table. She made her way towards the door when she felt a hand on her shoulder. “How about me and you, have a little chit chat and we can talk about how our king is going to find out what happened to my sister, or..” Ashlyn spoke out. “I don’t have anything to say to a murderer like you. I only have the best interest of my family in mind and from what I’ve seen in you, you even have none to say.” Emma said, peeling Ashlynn's hand

Do you have an opinion, Emma? "I didn't know Max either, but I can say that he was murdered in cold blood, someone very close to him. I could even assure that the murderer is from our university, I think he has been present in our lives or rather ... he is with us, many will try to hide the secrets from him, but not for long. There are always witnesses in a murder, there is always someone who looked at something or heard something. I wouldn't be surprised if there are people trying to evade the law to get their way. But I know a saying that says: between heaven and earth there is nothing hidden." We were all shocked to hear Emma's words, even I, who knew more than all of them here, but wh