Novel & Cerita Emma Too

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he stretched his arm out in a courtesy bow. I laughed, this was the first time I was genuinely feeling entertained in a long while. “I am Emma, the Luna of this great pack, the mother to the unborn heir of Alpha Scott Coldstone and the one and only mate to your best friend,” I stretched out my hand while I tried to kneel, mimicking his gestures but Beta Liam and Anna stopped me from doing that in unison. Liam was amused by my gestures, “You didn't have to kneel, Luna Emma,” He chortled.

Emma's point of view Hi.My name is Emma.As you all have guessed I'm the Alpha's Highschool Bitch.I was the Queen Bee of Beverly hills Highschool and I ruled them all with an iron fist until I graduated.Just kidding,being a little bit extra there.I won't lie I slept with most of the boys there but one thing you probably don't know is that this is a school for supernaturals only.So there were alot of yummy dicks and pussies to suck from the witch boys to the werewolves,werecats,lycans,vampires,angels,dragons and so many more.

– E. A slow grin spread across his face. Emma. Emma Henderson. The name alone conjured a cascade of images: sun-bleached blonde hair the texture of silk, eyes the startling blue of the deep end of the pool, and a laugh that was somehow both innocent and knowing. She was the undisputed queen of their social circle, the glittering center of a universe that orbited her father’s money and her own effortless, devastating allure.

His eyes slightly trembled. Emma was 167 centimeters tall. She had long black hair that had a natural curvature. Her facial features were small and delicate, and her features were exceptionally beautiful. Her pupils were jet black and clear. What attracted Archie the most was her red lip. It was soft and tender like the petals of a rose. If he kissed it, he would even be able to taste its fragrance.

It's a coordinated attack, so D stopped integrating new rogues into our pack until we figured it out. Stepping into the room Em takes my breath away. She's standing before the window, the light forming a glow around her. She looks every bit of the angel she is with her white dress that lays over her body perfectly. For carrying to pups would never know it. Nothing about her changed besides her belly, even that you wouldn't believe there were twins in there. She's gorgeous.

There are an unlimited number of Alphas who want Emma James. And now Lucus knows why: Emma is always a good student; she is smart and can take care of her father's business; and she is the most beautiful Omega. Lucus never saw beauty like this. How can someone be so perfect? She is smart, she is beautiful, and the way she presents herself is beyond imagination. Emma's eyes become wide when she sees the Alpha, her childhood crush, and her future mate. Her mother basically drags her downstairs; she is really shy and really doesn't want to face the Maddens, especially Lucus.

“Oh come on. They say beauty is a mindset. What defines you isn’t your clothes, it’s your mindset.” Maya squinted. “Wait… Emma, what’s that on your face? Are you blushing?” “No. Why… why should I be?” “I don’t know,” Maya teased, stepping closer. “I just know whoever put that words on you is special. Look at you blushing all over. So tell me, is it Romeo?” “No, it’s not Romeo,” Emma mumbled, staring at the floor.she quickly look up the moment she realized she has fallen into Maya trap

Walking back to the bar I watched Emma sipping from a straw, she had ordered a soda, a clear cream soda. Her eyes were closed as she enjoyed the taste of her drink. Running a hand down my face, i wondered if i was doing the right thing in taking her back to my home I mean Our home. Emma was my mate, the other half of me, and I would be damned if i let her get away, I touched her shoulder as I approached. She jerked at my touch yet didn’t pull away.

EMMA God, the air in the house felt thicker than the humid summer night pressing against the windows. I was still buzzing from dinner—too much wine, too many lingering looks, and way too much skin on display. I’m Emma, twenty-one, fresh out of college with a body I knew turned heads: tight, athletic from years of running and yoga, perky C-cup tits that loved showing off under thin tank tops, and an ass that filled out my tiny cotton shorts perfectly. But tonight, the real heat wasn’t coming from outside. It was coming from her—my stepmom Sarah—and him—my stepbrother Jake.