Emma Daniels Novels & Stories

I picked up instantly and put her on speaker so Daniel could hear. “Emma, thank goodness you called. I need your—” “I did it,” Emma said, cutting me off. I blinked. “You did what?” “I stopped the scandal,” she replied calmly. I exchanged a shocked look with Daniel. “Sorry, Emma, I didn’t hear you clearly,” I said, keeping the speaker on. “Can you repeat that?” “I said I stopped the scandal,” Emma repeated. “I’ve been monitoring Sienna closely. Remember the last time I called and told you she was using burner phones? There was one particular number she kept calling that I couldn’t trace at first. I finally cracked it two days ago.”

“Let's go please Alex, I'll explain everything to you?. Was All she gabe to me. I wanted to press harder but seeing the tired and distressed look on her face i let her go into the car. She'll have to give me an explanation for leaving her whole life behind for two fucking years and why did she have a baby with her?. “Let's go ethan, I'll call you Alpha Alex.” Emma added before I drove out of the compound. ◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇ EMMA'S POV Was that Daniella Vicker? The runaway bride of Alpha Mateo? “Oh my oh my.” I grinned wickedly as I rolled my hand in my hair.

Zita said to them. "Where is her mother? Has she mysteriously fallen ill?" Fiona said mockingly. Tracey sniggered. "I'm right here." A voice said boldly from the staircase. All eyes were at that direction-the staircase. Rebecca was at the landing, close to a step and held the handrail. Her curly hair fell on her shoulder; her dress was an off-the-shoulder dress with three steps designed on it. The jewel on her pendant glinted as the light from bulb reflected on it. Fiona rolled her eyes when she saw her.

The driver drove off. Emma is a beautiful, young, and hardworking woman. She has milky white skin, hazel eyes, charming dimples, long blonde wavy hair, and a stunning figure. Emma is a single mother, 27 years old. And her daughter is just seven. Emma loves her daughter dearly and would do anything for her. Emma arrived at her office and settled down. She works in a hotel as a general supervisor and resumed her daily routine of overseeing every department. _____ Ethan Williams was on the phone when his secretary walked in to inform him about a visitor. He signalled her to let the person in while he continued his call.

"What's that, Mrs Darrin? I didn't hear you. I might be loosing the dammed signal" "I said, the signal is so unreliable ——". The signal crackled, then died. Daniel wanted to punch something. He still had to go pick some files from the office before going home. He sighed and got into his car. He hadn't even been to the office that day. He planned to work from home the next day too. He drove to the office parking lot. When he got down from the car, a movement caught his eye. It was Emma. She wore a shirt shirt tight red dress that fit like a halter top. The hemline fell short enough to be declared illegal in some places. High heeled sandals enhanced the effect of long slender legs. When she be

Emily Warner The loud knocking and my cat meowing in my face woke me up. What the damn hell? “Emily Anne Warner, if you don’t open this damned door in a minute, I swear to god I will knock it down with a bulldozer. I am not kidding you. You haven’t replied to any texts or calls in a week. At least before that you answered my texts. I am not going to leave you alone now.” I sat up straight in my bed as I could hear Danika yelling.

“My name is Emma Quinn.” Emma pulled the linen bandages from the small table at her hip. She bit her lip out of habit as she unrolled it. Catching Daniel’s eye, Emma turned to work on him. She didn’t see the smile that spread on his face when her fingertips grazed Daniel’s upper arm. She heard the tiny gasp that even startled Daniel. He could feel the intense power that lay quiet inside her. Oh, how he wanted that power. It would be easy to take Emma’s power and leave her lifeless body in the woods without a second thought. But not before he wiped out the entire village just for amusement.

she said, trying to remember who she was. “Who could that be?” he asked, still not interested in the conversation. “Black hair, brown eyes, a little on the short side in height. She had a few too many bandages on her.” Damien's eyes darkened, as soon as he knew who she was referring to. He clenched his jaw and his hands until they turned white. It was very visible that that wasn't a topic he was willing to have, not now or ever, but Elle, being a little on the dumb side, didn't read the signs.

"My apologies for Emma, she had always been the most energetic child and trust me, I would know considering I'm the woman who birthed and raised her." Pardon? "I believe I forgot to mention that little fact," Emma innocently smiled."Oops." She shrugged. "I'm happy to finally meet you, my Sweet," Daniella sighed before smiling at me as she took my hand in for a handshake. Warmth leaving her soft touch that soothed my upcoming panic," I was starting to believe that they were hiding you from me." She accusingly squinted her eyes at Emma before sighing as she carefully let go of my hand.

“I owe him that much.” The Williamson convoy was a breath taking sight as it rolled into the hospital parking lot. Four black SUVs, polished to perfection, escorted by security. When the doors opened, Emmah stepped out in a flowing white designer dress with gold embroidery, her neck adorned with a cascade of diamonds, her fingers bearing heavy but tasteful rings. Damian, who had been pacing outside the ICU, turned just as the convoy arrived. His eyes widened, and he stopped breathing for a moment. She was different. Not just beautiful, she always was but radiant and powerful this time.