Unscented Novel Emilia And Wesley Novels & Stories

~Emilia Opening my swollen eyes slowly to behold the sunlight, I knew I had to fix the mess I dragged Adrian into. The light crept in through the thin gap in the curtains, pale and quiet, like it was afraid of waking me fully. My eyes burned, heavy from a night with no real sleep. Still, I forced them open, letting the morning air brush my skin. It smelled clean—dew, dust, and something faintly sweet—yet my chest felt tight, as if sadness had soaked into every breath I took.

Emilia smiled, a sweet, fake curve of the lips. You didn't notice, or you’re just seeking attention? Too bad your love-sick Alexei isn't here to play hero. The cruelty of it made me gasp. "Do you really think that?" I snapped. Emilia blinked, looking startled. "Think what?" "Do you think I’m just an attention seeker?" A flash of panic crossed her features before she smoothed it over with a look of pure innocence. "No! Of course not. You’ve been through so much, Novel. Why would I think that? Don't you trust me?"

Melvina answered, letting Derek have some oranges. "Which skin products do you use? Your scent is nice." Emma muttered shyly, smiling a bit, when she saw the confused look on the older woman's face. "I don't use skin products actually. Didn't know I had a scent." Melvina replied, causing Emma to bit her lips in confusion. She could swear that she could perceive the scent of them all. Melvina smelt refreshing like the morning dew, and Maya smelt like the forest, and Derek..Derek smelt like a combo in one, chocolate and spice; something she would love to eat.

After paying more attention, she realized that not even a single child was killed. Emilia had flashed into the woods alone, focusing her attention on not just hitting the tree but not missing the witches. The moment she caught sight of a witch that was fleeing on her stick, she growled out angrily. Her bones elongated and snapped as she shifted into a werewolf. Canines purged out of her mouth, and hair covered her feminine body. Her skin ruptured, causing extreme pain. The transformation was dangerous and painful, and being a Sentinel made the whole ordeal worse, even though she was already used to it all. Her heart thundered against her chest as she fell to the ground with a thud. The trans

She aired her thoughts out loud, walking towards the shelf, catching sight of a familiar book cover. She pulled out the book from the stack when she got close enough and a smile formed on her lipstick-covered lips. TULLY by Paulina Simmons. "My Tully." She smiled to herself, a look of admiration on her face as she stared at the book. She was so engrossed in staring at the book, she didn't notice the figure that stepped into the room, walking towards her from behind. "Seems you've found something you love." A deep and hoarse voice spoke from behind her and she was startled, almost jumping out of her skin.

Milady, I know you don't know me and probably will never know me or hear from me after this, but there is something you need to know. My name is Scarlet and I am a bar wench down by the taverns. Your Austin talks about you often, and I know many things about you. The reason I do is because he has slept with me time and again while he was looking for you and assumed you never wanted to see him again. He has no intention of telling you any of this for fear that you will never trust him again. I hope you get all that you deserve, milady. Scarlet

“Do not think of it in such common terms, June,” he whispered, his voice smooth as silk but heavy as lead. “You are looking at this through the lens of human morality, but we are wolves. We are creatures of destiny and design.”He stepped even closer, his heat radiating through my thin, silver dress, a cruel contrast to the damp stone wall at my back.

Emily smiled even more as she came across different billboards with Wesley's handsome face. In bold letters, the words became replaying: “FIVE DAYS TO THE RELEASE OF “MURDER ON THE BLOCK”.” “WATCH OUT FOR BESTSELLING AUTHOR,WESLEY- STERLING'S NEW BOOK.” The book wasn't even released yet but it had become the biggest sensation in the book community. Fans were itching with eagerness and even the editors had predicted it was going to be his biggest book ever. Emily felt a proud mama bear moment. No one except her and Wesley knew she was the brain behind all his books.

Jack, in the same shocked, hoarse voice, said: “Greetings to you, the she-wolf of the Ruling Southern Clan, the daughter of the leader Gabriel, the heiress of the Southern lands, Princess Emilia. The she-wolf growled again, looked around the entire Great Hall, or as Mike and Jer called it - ritual, and the wolves in it - no one got up and did not dare to raise their heads. "Who is Jack talking to?" a thought flashed through Emily's head. "Who is this Emilia? Where is she? And why is everyone on their knees?" and then it dawned on her. Emilia, princess, is there something? What kind of nonsense is he talking about? The girl tried to answer the leader, but instead of words there was a roar. "Y

198 Emilia’s POV The library smelled faintly of leather and old paper. It was a comforting scent that reminded me of rainy days spent lost in novels. But this wasn’t a comforting moment. I was surrounded by stacks of folders and records, Alaric’s laptop open to a clutter of tabs. “Read that again,” Alaric said, his voice tight, as he handed me a document from the pile.