Romans & histoires Why Does Echidna Hate Emilia

Emila snarled, "You won't ever find somebody to love you. You'll be single for your entire life." "How come?" Libby argued back, defensively. Her voice was now shaking. "You don't know that..." "Oh trust me I do," Emilia giggled. It made the hairs on the back of Alice's hand stand up. "I mean," She glanced smugly at Libby. "Nobody wants a hippo for a partner." Libby's buried her face with both of her hands. Alice had never wanted to punch Emilia more than that moment. "The world would be such a better place without you," hissed Emilia. "If you fell off the balcony, nobody would be sad. Nobody would miss you. Nobody would care about you."

How had he become this so-called beast in human form? I frowned at Emilia. I understood her anger stemmed from Valentino's actions, but her hostility towards Jared was unwarranted. "Jared has been a great help to me." "Helping is one thing. But if the top is crooked, the bottom will be too," Emilia retorted sharply, glaring at Jared as she grabbed her bag. "Sasha, I'll leave now. Call me if you need anything." With a final glare at Jared, Emilia stormed out, slamming the door behind her.

Even Mirielle had ordered herd members to guard Emilia's residence with a thorough defense. However, Ivory did not seem interested in what Emilia was offering. She was silent and did nothing but think about Max and his suddenly changed attitude toward her. "Why don't you go in there?" asked Emilia, seeing Ivory daydreaming while playing with her feet which she dipped into the pool water while her body was still on top, sitting and dumbfounded. "Are you still thinking about that brat's attitude?" "He wouldn't be so cold if he wasn't thinking about something. He's a good man, and I think he can treat women well. However, when he does something out of the ordinary, without him having to say any

“Fitting.” They sat in silence for a while longer, watching as the first drops of rain kissed the petals of the wisteria. The quiet was comforting. Emilia reached into her pocket and pulled out her notebook again, this time not to write names, but to sketch—lazy lines of vines, blossoms, and runes she remembered from Elira’s lessons. Mochi leaned against her side. “We’ll be okay,” she murmured. Emilia glanced down at her. “Even if they hate me again?”

“Why? What’s wrong with Jade making friends with me, Eve? Don’t tell me that you are afraid of a little competition.” “Competition?” I laughed bitterly again. I should walk over to her this instant and slap her right across her cheek. “Oh, please. The only reason you’re still around is because you manipulate everyone to get what you want. That’s not competition, Emilia. That’s you being a desperate bitch.” Emilia’s face twisted and she rose up from where she was seated, strode over to me and in a flash, lifted her hand to slap me. But I was faster and managed to catch her wrist mid-air.

You had a perfect life without me and the moment I came everything went to chaos rather than the fairytale you had dreamt and hoped for’’ Emma was crying, she did not like the feeling of disgust and hate that was gradually building within Emandra. ‘’Did you say you wanted to tell me? Emma, you wanted to but you never did, I shifted before everyone like an idiot. For once I had hoped I would not be a white wolf because you did not confirm my doubts and suspicions. Emma, I would have avoided him, I would have stayed away from his life and Delilah wouldn't have died by our hands.’ ’ Emandra lashed out at her wolf. She couldn't bring herself to understand why she had kept quiet about something s

Patricia ordered. Emilia's hand trembled. She hates meeting Quinn, but she hates meeting Luna even more. The Luna hates Emilia so much. The only reason why Luna cannot do anything to Emilia is because she's Quinn's mate. Quinn's enjoys Emilia's body, as they were fated in bond. And Alpha Quinn didn't want to see any injuries on her. However, that doesn't mean that there's no other way to torment Emilia. "Patricia, you know that Luna Margo hates me," Emilia said.

There's no use to explain to them that there's nothing romantic going on between her and Jayden. "I'm planning to just give back his jacket and say thank you to him." she responded. "What? You're not going to do anything special? Like baking a cookies or a cake for him?" Emma unbelievably asks her. "Well, what do you expect of our dear sister? She and Jayden are mortal enemies so it's normal for them to be cold towards each other." Emilia said, while shrugging in return. "You know what, I've had enough of this conversation! I'm gonna go up to my room now to have a peaceful time for myself. Goodnight!" Emilie stated, while feeling annoyed and frustrated.

“You’re awake.” She looked at Evangeline, finally noticing her. “Oh Miss Evangeline, you’re here.” Emilia didn’t bother to hide her distaste for her. It turned out that she didn’t really like anybody. But I could bet ten horses that she hated Evangeline more than she disliked me. Evangeline rolled her eyes. “Emilia.” She said. Yup, there was history between them. “Where’s Damon? I can’t find him anywhere and instead, I find this peasant girl who can’t speak.”