Young Emma Watson Novels & Stories

"Her past before joining Crescent Moon pack was... rough. Really rough before Alpha Maxwell took her in. But here's the thing, I can't find any record of her and Alexander Song having any kind of relationship before this week.” Or maybe it's fake. Maybe she’s just doing that to make me jealous. I mean, there wasn't even a ring on her finger when he called her his fiancée. That has to mean something, right? "There's something else," Aiden continued, and something in his tone made my stomach drop. “ Spill it.” "Emma Wilson has a daughter. Five years old. Don't have much information on her but I'm still digging for more details." The world went completely silent. Like someone had pressed mute o

IN MY STEPBROTHER'S BED EMMA & ALEX Emma stared at her reflection in the full-length mirror of her new bedroom, adjusting the hem of her oversized t-shirt that barely skimmed her thighs. At 18, she was still getting used to her body curves that had blossomed over the summer, full breasts that strained against the thin cotton, and hips that swayed with a natural rhythm she couldn't quite control. Her long, wavy auburn hair cascaded down her back, and her green eyes sparkled with a mix of excitement and nervousness.

Well, Watson is Emma’s mate. “Did Watson do something, Emma?” I asked. I was already over the edge to finish him. She sensed it. She calmed me. “No. I mean No… He didn’t. He didn’t do anything. Instead, he had been so good to me, Viv.” She defended him. “Then, what else is it?” I eyed her. That was something bad. Very bad. She had never struggled with her emotions like that.

“Wren did say that the amount of wolfsbane in your body was lethal.” My baby almost died. Just thinking about it made me so fucking angry. I was ready to tear the world apart. “That’s weird.” Emma mumbled. “Not for you.” Drake smiled. “You are the True Luna. You can do what most wolves can’t.” Emma looked up at him and gave him a small smile. Jealousy burned inside of me. She shouldn’t be smiling at him. But what pissed me off even more was the way he was looking at her.

One part of me wants to know and another part of me wants him to go fall into a hole. “ You know they have not come back yet, why don’t you come over here and drink some tea with me. We don’t even have to do the tea leaf reading. That bad boy wolfy over there has got your panties all bunched up and not in a good way.” Emma is standing next to a table with two cups of steaming hot tea already to go. Emma is so cute, red hair everywhere and a little chubby. She winks at me and beckons me to come over. She’s like a big sister I kinda need right now.

she asked and he nodded. Emma glared at space before smiling. “At first, I was the talk of my pack because I didn’t have a mate. And I also pretended not to be affected by their talks, I pretended to be happy after my dad made me the Alpha at the age of nineteen and I tried so hard to prove myself because people said the Golden wolf pack was a joke because their Alpha was a lady and also a teenager”

The blaring of my alarm broke my peaceful slumber. Punching it off, I stretched my limbs before standing groggily on my legs. “Good morning, Jasper,” I said with a soft smile and kissed my locket. It’s the only memory I have of my true love. Wearing my slippers, I headed straight to the restroom to perform my daily routine. So, let’s start with the introduction. I am Emmaline Richard Dawson aka Emma. I am seventeen years old, an average teen blessed with a golden mind. Though I hail from a small town in Texas, I relocated to New York to pursue my career as a software engineer.

Ethan narrowed his eyes, trying to see through the darkness outside. Then he stiffened. “No… she’s not lying.” Emma finally forced herself to step forward. Slow. Unsteady. Each step felt like walking into a collapsing world. She reached the window. And looked out. At first, she saw only headlights. Black vehicles surrounding the cabin like a cage. Then she saw her. A small figure standing just behind Victoria. A little girl. Eight years old. Dark hair falling over her shoulders. Still. Quiet. Watching. Emma’s breath stopped completely.

Jan yielded at me. “Emma is a witch.” I babbled as I picked up my cup. I divulged from our last date together. I was watching Twilight: New Moon, and besides me was Frosty. Frosty was a handsome Samoyed young man. Emma and I adopted him from the Animal Shelter a few months after we got together. Frosty stays in my apartment with me because Emma is always traveling on business. Frosty is a snow-white little bud, with a cute little smile. The moment he met us, he made us his family.

I snap my head to Joesph as he asks, "So, will Emma be joining in on the celebration tonight?" I hiss low at him as I hadn't decided if I was letting Emma go, and after everything that happened, I still hadn’t told Finn the full truth about Emma. He knows her as Em and that she is a werewolf. He also knows that she is my beloved, as I accidentally marked her, claiming her as such when I returned from King Archer’s kingdom. I didn’t mean to, as I was still under the effect of the Viburnum poison. Before I can answer Joesph, Finn looks at me confused and asks,