روايات وقصص ضمن What Happened To Emily's Face In Twilight

She hands it over to Marius in which he claimed wholeheartedly. "Knew you won't." Emily stretched her lips to a thin line and raised her eyebrows in agreement, not making any sound. "What did you do to your face? You look beautiful-er." "Drank the blood of a devil." "What?" Marius snorted. "Marius baby!" High, feminine, pitchy voice startled Emily. She ducked her head and bit her lip. Oh, great. "Hey baby." Marius replied. Emily could hear their kissing noises and moans. "Excuse me." She says and turns around to leave them and give them privacy.

She looked like someone about to die. Esen ran up to her and instantly transformed into a werewolf. Her body was covered in white hair, and her hazel blue eyes turned dark blue. She hit her claw on her neck with force, which killed Emily on the spot. The smell of blood filled the air. Emily’s head rolled over her shoulder, blood spilling onto her clothes. It was as if someone took a paintbrush and painted her from head to toe in red, black, and brown splatters.

I knocked again when I found out Emily had paused at the door and was just staring. She seemed to wake up as if a bucket of cold water had been dunked on her head. She opened the door abruptly and started up at me, a loopy smile on her face. "Emily, right?" I asked. She nodded but just like her movements, it was slow, almost like someone had pressed slowmon on a remote control. "Can you speak?" I asked her. "Yessssss," Huh... she was definitely feeling the effects. If I wasn't sure she was a werewolf before, now I am.

It smelt of bad memories and arduous days spent in isolation. Taking a seat on the couch, I picked up a newspaper clipping from the table. It was the last time the newspapers ever printed her picture. A collage with before and after. A merry girl in one frame while a pixelated face in the other. They couldn’t even look at her without heaving their guts out. The acid had ruined her face, making her almost unrecognizable. Her eyes were the same, though. The same plain brown with a tint of gold. “Thanks for taking care of me, Maddox,” Emily said to me when she learnt the truth from my grandfather, the one that I never wanted for her to know. I didn’t want her to feel she owed me anything. “I do

But it wasn't the silence of death. Emily drew a breath. It was deep, ragged, and desperate. Her eyes snapped open. They weren't hazel anymore. For a second, they were glowing with the same white fire. Then they faded back to their natural color, wide and terrified. "Ethan?" she croaked. Ethan moved. He didn't walk; he blurred. He was at her side in an instant, but he didn't touch her. He hovered, terrified that he would break her, terrified that his darkness would taint the miracle that had just occurred.

Emily was stunned when he moved her chair like she weighs nothing. “Why are you turning your back towards me?” He asked in barely a whisper, the visible frown on his face. “You hugged her then kissed her hand” Emily narrowed her eyes. “Well, I kissed you on places we shouldn’t discuss on this meeting” Brian whispered with a flirty smile. Emily coughed and avoided eye contact with him. Her face instantly turned red in embarrassment. Every werewolf on the table must have heard it but none of them showed an emotion on their faces except for Ralph who grinned while looking at his phone.

Scarlett screamed through the mind link. She once again attacked Emily, aiming to bite her head off. However, a flame of shadow emerged from Emily's body. Her eyes turned gold, and she instantly grabbed Scarlett by the neck, then shoved her on the stairs. Scarlett was shocked, seeing the changes in Emily's aura. "W-What are you—" Emily didn't let her finish her statement, launching another attack and elbowing her stomach, making Scarlett howl in pain. Emily couldn't feel any remorse as she choked Scarlett and lifted her in the air.

"But really, let's talk about this. You know you're my one and only." Emily's face changed into darker hearing my words. She shakes her head in disgust. "Save it. I won't be seduced by you. Again." She starts to turn away but I grab her wrist. "Emily, please. I love you!" "Enough!" She yanks out of my grasp. "I'm mating Roman today. Nothing you say will stop that." Her words stab my heart like a knife. This can't be happening. Emily is my fate - I just know it.

He knew that Emma was not someone who was trained to fight against a vampire and that was her only weakness. Emma screamed in fear. She managed to hold the bottom sill of the window but she could feel her hands slipping. Nicholae looked at her and removed the stake from his chest. "NO!" screamed Emma. She immediately closed her eyes in fear but she could not feel any pain. She felt as though someone pulled her. She could feel the soft ground beneath her. She opened her eyes and saw that she was now lying on the grass behind the Tepes Mansion. The cars were still parked behind the house. On her left was Stephen. His eyes were closed and he was not moving. A wooden stake was stuck in his chest

“Sir, you look like you also need to—” “I said I’m good. Leave me the fúck alone!” I snapped. I didn't mean to but he was acting stubborn and I loathed him when people did that. I just wanted to wait behind to watch her, I didn't think there was anything awful in that. I heard the door shut behind me and I heaved out a breath. My eyes wandered back to Emily. Her eyes were a bit swollen, and her skin pale, probably from the blood she had lost. I walked slowly towards her and caressed her face.