What Happened To Emily Prentiss Novels & Stories

They were going viral in the school now. She gave a furtive glance at her phone. The parking lot looked normal enough except for the splotches of red on the floor, the trees. “Look at that,” Emily said, “do you think it's the work of some serial killer?” Emily was in her full crime investigator mode. “I can't say,” Lisa mumbled. “Steve dumped you and then went to Vickie and got busted, then Vickie died. All within a few weeks. It's funny how everyone who tormented is ending up either dead or bashed up.” Emily said casually.

And as they embarked on their journey, they knew that no matter what trials lay ahead, they would face them together, their love for each other and for Emily lighting the way. ********************* As Kelvin and Olivia delved deeper into their quest for justice, a shocking revelation emerged that would shake them to their core. It was uncovered that Emily's death was not a tragic accident, but a deliberate act orchestrated by an anonymous group—the same group responsible for the death of George Roland's father. Their motive was twofold: to exact revenge on George and to frame him for the murder of his own child. As Kelvin and Olivia pieced together the fragments of this chilling truth, a sen

I could see why the story would be fascinating to Emily and it was for the very reasons my mother had pointed out but I said nothing, watching Emily sweat. “Wait, are you saying you knew who I was the day we met at the bar?” Rob asked, disbelief in his voice. Emily nodded. “You were Chicago's most eligible bachelor for years Mr. Stone…it's hard not to know you”. I was glad for this distraction but I knew it wouldn't last long. Emily went on with her story narrating how she had followed the case and had been disappointed when it was ruled as a suicide. “But it was a suicide!” I cut in vehemently.

Emily wasn't sure if she'd be able to forget that she killed three humans, and it was still a puzzle for her as to what really happened to her that time. 'Emily, I'm back,' Cassia said happily within her mind, causing her to blink her eyes open. 'Cassia, what happened to you?' Emily asked in surprise through the mind link, not wanting to wake up Lucian while they were on the bed. 'Did you know what happened after we got kidnapped?'

I reached over and gently touched his arm to calm him down. “She tried to change Emily herself a few nights later.” He paused. “She ended up killing her because she couldn’t stop. It drove her insane. Something in her just snapped. She killed her parents and then the doctors who had been treating Emily. She was drawing so much attention to herself, to our kind.

Me not dying yet was hope that a way out might be waiting for us. I also had to be careful, and maybe the best thing to do was to refrain from sleeping with her for the time being. At least, until I figured what was happening. Just then, I happened to look towards the hospital. It was where I had rushed Sadie to when she had fallen. I looked away, but did an instant double take, for there was someone familiar walking out. It was Emily. What was she doing in a hospital? Sadie was no longer there. What did she go there for?

After hugging Bach, he quickly walked inside with the excuse that he had something on the stove, but I could see the tears slipping down his cheeks. Salvatore stepped aside as his phone buzzed. His expression hardened as he listened, and when he hung up, he came to me quietly. “Emily is dead,” he said flatly. “She was involved in a fatal accident. She drank herself half to death and tried to drive over here to ruin the wedding. In her last words, she admitted it.” I blinked once, twice. Then I shrugged. “Good riddance.” I didn’t feel anything. I wasn’t supposed to. She died a long time ago.

He went on to prepare for work, not minding to ask about Emily. Soon, Jennifer walked out. She quickly put on her clothes and began to search through drawers and cabinets. She was searching frantically for Emily's hospital card. It wasn’t where they usually kept it. She checked every possible place Albert might have left it, but it was nowhere to be found.

She was lying on a narrow bed, her eyes closed. "Emily!" I whispered, my voice shaking with relief. But as I approached her, I saw something that made my blood run cold. A small, delicate necklace lay around her neck. A necklace with a tiny, gleaming pendant. Rebecca's pendant. And then, I knew. Emily was gone. Rebecca had taken her, body and soul. I was alone. And I knew I had to escape, had to stop Rebecca once and for all.

“And by the time I returned to the U.S, Emily had already buried her. And no matter how much I tried to find out where, she adamantly refused to tell me.” I sucked in a sharp breath but said nothing as he continued. “You can hate me more, call me weak, call me a coward, I deserve it all.” He paused a little and bit his lower lip and clenched his fists before going on. “Because instead of getting Emily arrested, I… I just let her go scot free. Instead, I started my own secret investigations. Luckily, the head nurse was on my side and she really helped me, but after all our digging and thorough investigations, all that we ended up finding out was the place where Sarah was buried. Not how she d