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Emmy Sanders

Emmy's Beasts Children

In the dark, under a strange-looking tree, a lady around twenty-something could be seen clenching her stomach and looking pitiful. She seemed to be in pain and was breathing heavily. Above her in the sky, the color was very black and blurry. Rain started falling, and the thunder was clapping loudly and violently. The wind was very thick, slapping everything harshly. The lady stood with the support of the tree, using one hand to prop herself against the tree and the other hand to hold her stomach tightly. She breathed out and continued moving weakly. "Seems like I'm not going to escape this. What type of poison is this?" she wondered. She unbuckled her belt to relieve some pain, then sat down somewhere and groaned while her hand wandered around on the wet ground until it made contact with something. She picked it up and saw the object with the help of the lightning. The thing was round like a bead, and something joined them together. She did not care about what it was and just swallowed it. She was going to die anyway, at least she ate something. She could not figure out the taste of the thing, but it was surely not normal because as soon as it made contact with her throat, it felt very hot, as if she had drunk hot water that had not cooled. "Sh*t! Even in death, my luck is still very bad," she muttered. She was still lamenting when her aching stomach suddenly stopped aching. She did not have the chance to rejoice when her stomach started swelling up, getting bigger and bigger. It was as if it wanted to burst but, alas, it didn't. She could feel herself in labor. She groaned until something escaped her body - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6. She was relieved from both the poison pain and her swollen stomach pain. When she looked at what she had given birth to, she was shocked. Eggs. She had given birth to eggs. And there were six. What happened to the eggs? How did their journey begin? read the full novel. update time:6:00pm *by love gold*
Lovegold · 50K Views

SHADOWS OF ELDRALORE

Emmie’s heart pounded as the figure rose from the shadows, thicker and grayer than before—a far more earthbound and sinister version of the one he thought he’d conquered. The sparkling light from the crystals above seemed to be sucked away, leaving a suffocating emptiness. Even the sound of his friends’ breaths around him grew faint, their voices—one of concern, another of reassurance—muffled echoes through the cavern behind him. Yet he knew he had to press forward, deeper into the darkness, and face this alone. For now. The figure stepped closer, slow and deliberate, its glowing eyes radiating an icy malevolence. “You think you’ve overcome your fears?” it hissed, its voice sharp and grating. “That was nothing. I am the fog inside you—the one you ignore, the one that carves at you.” Emmie swallowed hard, forcing himself upright despite the shaking in his legs. “I’m not afraid of you,” he said, summoning courage he didn’t fully feel. “I’ve come too far to turn back.” The figure’s laughter crawled down his spine. “Brave, so brave… but so foolish. You’ve barely begun to uncover the truths buried in your soul. Your doubts, your regrets, your anger—they feed me.” For a moment, Emmie faltered. The words clawed at wounds he’d tried to ignore, stirring his doubts: Could he truly protect his friends? Were his choices enough? The darkness seemed to press closer, suffocating him with its weight. But then he remembered Mira’s voice, full of faith. He thought of Amara’s bright laughter and Cory’s unwavering support. They had believed in him when he couldn’t believe in himself. “Maybe I do doubt,” Emmie admitted, meeting the figure’s glowing gaze. “But those doubts don’t define me. My friends believe in me, and I believe in myself.” The figure’s eyes narrowed, frustration flickering within. “Conviction alone won’t save you,” it hissed. “Your friends are far, and here, it’s just you and me.” It raised its arm, and the shadows coiled into smoky tendrils, striking toward him. Emmie dodged just in time as they slammed into the ground, shattering the stone and sending shards flying. His heart raced, his footing unsteady, but he pushed himself upright. A faint light flickered in his hand—small but wholly his. The figure laughed, mocking him. “Is that all? A tiny flicker? Pathetic.” Emmie clenched his jaw. “It’s enough,” he said. “This light is everything I fought for, everything I believe in.” The figure snarled, and the darkness surged again, crashing against Emmie’s light. Straining against the tide, he closed his eyes and steadied his breathing. He thought of his friends, their unwavering faith, and his purpose. The light steadied, burning brighter. At that moment, he heard their voices—Mira, Amara, and Cory—calling to him. The sound reignited his resolve. As their light joined his, the shadow recoiled, its form shattering under their combined strength. The figure’s voice echoed as it faded: “This isn’t over, Emmie. This is just the beginning.” Emmie stood firm, unwavering. “I’ll be ready. Let’s finish this.”
Mira_Tenny · 3.5K Views

My Despicable Politician Husband

Martin Mayor and Evelyn Mayor are the golden couples in politics. Martin is the current sitting Governor, and Evelyn is a famous surgeon who has to put her career on hold for the sake of her husband and spend more time at home to take care of him and his career. For the five years since they married, she was never treated like a wife. He was never there when she needed him. Everyone thought they were happy and envied her lifestyle, but deep down, she knew the pains she was going through too well. All the smiles that appeared in the newspapers and news covered a pain that was waiting to burst. As his political career heightened to the next level, he vies for the presidential seat. This time Evelyn drops her bomb. She wants a divorce. She had tolerated the humiliation of being his wife for a long. His mistresses could line up in the next town. The number of cold nights alone in their huge mansion was too much. She was losing herself in depression just because she was his wife. She didn't want that anymore. She wanted out, but Martin will hear none of it. "I want a divorce" Evelyn looked at the man entering the house at 2 in the morning. It had been a habit she had to get used to for years. "What nonsense is this" Martin stopped in his tracks, looking at his frail wife. "I have had enough of you and everything about you. I want out. Here are the papers. Sign them as soon as possible" she pulled the papers from the sofa, placing them on top of the table. "Do you know how this is going to affect my presidential aspiration? My reputation is on the line here?' he threw his coat off the sofa sitting next to her. "Can you even hear yourself? It's all about you. Have you ever considered you have someone in your life?" Evelyn scoffed, getting up and going to their room. She then turned to her husband. "From today, you sleep in the guest room."
Emmy_logz2 · 213.9K Views

My boss is my spec

Natalie Sanders is an ambitious, self-reliant woman who is not interested in love. She is totally focused on her work. She doesn't have time for romance and won't put up with conceited men's inflated egos. But when she meets Alexander Pierce, her new boss—a rich CEO with a stunning body, a captivating presence, and a cool, collected manner—everything changes. He's everything Natalie hates in a man: conceited, elusive, and wholly unreceptive to the concept of love. Love, in Alexander's neatly ordered life, has always seemed like an unneeded distraction. His family is a wealthy and influential dynasty, and they have always expected him to abide by their norms and uphold the family's prestige by selecting the perfect spouse from their upper social circles. That woman is Amelia, the secretive and aspirational executive who has long courted the respect of Alexander's family by positioning herself as a possible daughter-in-law. Amelia is also Alexander's ex-girlfriend, something Natalie is unaware of. Despite their differences and Alexander's aloof demeanor, Natalie and Alexander are brought together for a significant project that requires them to collaborate closely for extended periods of time. As they start to look past each other's outward appearances, an irresistible attraction develops gradually. Natalie finds herself falling for her employer despite her constant resistance to it. Alexander, for the first time, feels his carefully crafted barriers breaking as he battles to keep his emotions in check. But when Amelia, who has been fighting for Alexander's favor and attention, tries to meddle, things get messy. The social and class divide between Natalie and Alexander threatens to break them apart, especially as Amelia is already seen by Alexander's family as the perfect match. Since she is not from a wealthy or powerful family, Natalie must deal with the painful fact that Alexander's family would not accept her. David, Alexander's flirty cousin and a womanizer, intrigues Natalie and adds to the tension. David puts his eyes on Natalie, seeing her as another acquisition, not seeing the blossoming bond between her and Alexander. His progress leads to more problems, especially after he finds out the reality of Natalie and Alexander's connection. Angry because of the secrecy and consumed by envy, David is determined to sabotage their emerging relationship by leveraging his power within the family to create more obstacles for them. Natalie and Alexander must handle their escalating emotions for each other while dealing with family demands, David’s interference, societal influences, and Amelia's continuous efforts to sabotage their bond as tensions increase. Ultimately, they both have to choose whether they are ready to battle for their love, even though the chances are heavily against them. "My Boss is My Spec" is an engaging love story that includes surprises, conflicts, and scenes of intense emotion, following the journey of two individuals from diverse backgrounds attempting to connect with each other, discovering that true love is not about control or social standing but about one's emotions.
Mariane11 · 9.4K Views

Revenge Re-written: The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride

Ava Sanders, a 22-year-old woman, marries into the wealthy Sinclair family. Her father, Mr. Sanders, is a loyal driver for the Sinclairs. Ava has secretly had a crush on Alexander, the only son and heir of the Sinclair empire, since she was 15, but she never expects to marry him, not even in her wildest dreams. However, her soon-to-be happiness turns to misery, as their marriage isn’t what she dreams of. Alexander marries her out of spite to hurt his overbearingly selfish and self-centred mother, Evelyn Sinclair, who despises Ava because of her low status as a driver’s child. Ava knows that Alexander does not marry her for love; she doesn’t know the reason why, but she has read books where the male lead falls in love with the female lead after marriage, and she hopes her marriage will be the same. However, after the wedding, Alexander becomes colder and more distant, never explaining why he is always away. Ava’s hope of Alexander liking her back slips further and further out of reach as she is left alone to face the cruelty of the Sinclair household, particularly from her so-called mother-in-law and the maids, led by Madame, the head maid. One day, when Alexander is away as usual, Evelyn orders the maids to lock Ava in a storage room without food or water to remind her of her position in the family. Starved and weakened, Ava knows she won’t last much longer under this torment. In her final moments, Ava prays for a second chance at life before she dies, vowing to change her fate and seek revenge on those who wronged her.
Lizzy_Blue · 2.2K Views

Waitress in the day, Vampire at night

*Excerpt* "Argh..." Ellie forced herself to stop moving, and she pushed the man dragging her away by her arm with all the strenght she could muster. "Aren't you listening to me? He's only a child. Please." she pleaded. The man was as solid as a concrete wall, and although he barely moved a step away despite the force she used in pushing him, her actions seemed to have made him stop dragging her. Or maybe not. Because the next second, she heard the sound of the sole of a shoe hit the ground, then another, and another... Turning around in apprehension, she realized the painter had finally turned from his painting and was walking toward her. Her bones froze instantly. His face... She had no words to describe how beautiful he was, even though his skin was almost white. His dark brown hair fell over his forehead, almost covering his dangerously cold dark grey eyes. His steps were slow and majestic, making him look like a top ranked demon walking out of hell with just one agenda — to end her miserable life. He reeked of bloodlust, and the aura around him radiated death and destruction. The hairs on her skin stood up in reaction to the threat approaching her, and knowing she couldn't outrun him, she fell on her knees. "P-please, I-im s-sorry for disturbing you a-and pushing him. My brother is only a child. He's sick and I'm the only one he has. If you must imprison me, then I beg you to at least take him to an orphanage." Ellie pleaded, stuttering for the first time in her life, her eyes fixed on the floor. A moment later, she felt a cold finger touch her chin, pushing her head. When that was done, he took off her mask, exposing her face. Ellie's heart was beating wildly by this time. There was no trace of warmth, neither did any emotion register on his face upon seeing her complete facial features. It was just plain, cold, blankness. "You are in no position to make demands." His lips finally moved, and the words that came out of his mouth crushed Ellie's heart. "It's not a demand. Just a request. I don't want him to die." She persisted. "What makes you think I would grant such a request?" "Because it's the right thing to do." Ellie gave the obvious answer, but his face twisted like she just spit poison at him. "Do I look like someone who gives a fuck about doing the right thing?" "No!" Ellie answered truthfully. "I'm sorry. I made a mistake. Saving my brother is not the right thing. It is the wrong thing. In fact, I can assure you it is the wrongest thing to do." She made a quick U-turn, and the painter's brows flew up in surprise for just a second, before his next order jumped out of his mouth. "Take her away." *** Life dealt Ellie Sander a cruel blow when her parents suddenly died in a car crash, leaving her to cater for her five year old anaemic brother, whose ability to walk was affected by the same crash. With no money, no stable job, and no help coming from anywhere, she was forced to take advantage of the insecurity in their town to fend for herself and her brother. Being a waitress in the day and a fake Vampire at night, she raised enough money and all went well until one night when she met with the real vampire, and her freedom was taken away.
Veekee_Lee · 127K Views
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