Emma Daniels Novels & Stories

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

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.

Although what happened in the scene just now should have been cut, the assistant director decided to keep it as the handprint mark made the girl's rebellion even realistic. Cameron covered his swollen cheek before he spat. "I'm alright." He didn't dare to lash out in front of the Young Master of the Stephenson Group. However, after Daniel scanned their surroundings, he whispered next to Cameron's' ear, "That woman's name is Hilda Adams, and she's just a nobody working at Nathan's house as a maid." Cameron's' eyes immediately brightened, for he'd initially thought that she was some rich tycoons' daughter as she was acting so defiantly against his approaches. Tsk, she's just a maid, huh?!

Questions swirled in her mind, a whirlwind of uncertainty and wonder. "What does all this mean? How did I come to be a part of this ancient lineage?" Emma whispered to herself, her voice filled with awe and confusion. Emma Reynolds was, the daughter of Eliza Reynolds and Edgar Reynolds, major guardians of the Moonrise Legacy, unknowingly Emma had inherited her mother's legacy. Tragically, Eliza had lost her life in battle a few weeks after giving birth to Emma. Taking the oath, that he would go wherever his wife went, Edgar took a knife, and stabbed himself to death too.

Anna said "I know you are trying to console me and I appreciate it, but sometimes love is never enough. He showed me love, care and everything that I needed as his wife but I broke his trust and I can't forgive myself for it. But since he is taking a new wife o won't stand in the way of that" Amira said wiping away the drop of tears on her face Back in Vartell

“My goodness, you scared the life out of me!” Aunt Caroline was a short and plump woman in her mid-forties. Her hair was always dyed blonde because she took after her idol Madonna. She kept her face hidden with all the cosmetics she covered it. The only time she was seen without her make-up was when she applied facial mask. “Aunt Caroline? What’s got you all fired up?” Yet inside Ellaine’s head she was still thinking about the empty town and the huge tree. “You were having a bad dream!”

explained gerald start. "yeah? I will go see where she headed and martha, please try to help him move." said jane running up the stares. when she arrived her bedroom door, it was tightly close with no show of forced entry but the strange lady was laying on her bed. "hey, how did you get in?" inquired she. "hey, hey. can I I atleast know your name. we helped you from the room when you were unconscious. "emma Darlings." responded the sleeping lady as a little fog started to appear in the room.

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

She had green eyes that gave you the wish effect, her brown hair tied in a tight bun and her lips painted in red, she was beautiful. "Hi, uhm JJ, I mean Mr Daniels gave me a job and I don't know where exactly I should go," I said and she cocked her head to the side. "My name's Amelia Adams," I quickly rushed in and she nodded. "How did he offer you the job?" she asked me as she picked up her phone.

Her voice matched her feline features. "Kevin!" He said in his husky voice, stretching his hand as he introduced himself though he didn’t need to. She hesitantly took his hand."I'm Impressed, Miss-" "Emma Parker!" She smiled softly as she retrieved her hand. The moment the director was busy telling Emma how Kevin praised their performance and bestowed them with heavy donations, Kevin grasped the opportunity to take her all in once again. Some beads of sweat still glistened on her neck. Her hair was tied up, but he saw a few strands resting on her face and bare shoulders. She had a mole on her clavicle. How weird, how frightfully weird. He'd never noticed such tiny details in any woman. It's