Standing before the altar in her bedroom, Emma prepared the things she needed. For Hermes it would have been another vice-president, or perhaps Tessa as she'd been annoying as of late. For this guest, it was a wonderful vintage red that she had been saving for years in the wine cellar in Boston ( Read more... )

Lounging on the settee at the Hellfire Club, Lillian with her favorite scientist mutant, Emma pondered what to do with her afternoon. There was business to be looked to, the club to oversee, and a home to take care of.

Instead she picked up her cellphone and dialed Grey's number.

I wish he was here.

Laying Lillian down for her nap, Emma went to the living room wearing naught but a simple silken shift. Set up in one corner was an altar she had set up in her earliest days in the nexus. Once there had been more than one, now just her tribute to Hermes ( Read more... )

It would seem that I once more wear the mantle of White Queen. Shame the recent hard luck that has befallen the inner circle. Suppose I should start seeking a King. Shame Alex isn't around enough ( Read more... )

Who: Emma Frost, Alex Summers-Frost and Lillian Christian Frost
When: Current canon, Present
Where: Frost Enterprises
Rating: PG-17 for adult themes
Warning: Incest, there is mention of incest. If you know Emma's canon, you know this. :)
Prompt: 28. Children

( No matter how far away, they're always your children )

She couldn't help but brush his hair back from that slight brow. To look at him, one wouldn't think Roberto was a force to be reckoned with. He wasn't like Sebastian, all dark brooding and wicked deeds done openly. It was the difference between the true Hellfire club and this mockery it had become ( Read more... )

In 2007, ( Read more... )

Darling,

If you truly sought that blessing of which we spoke, and I were deemed acceptable, I would be more than willing to do that for you.

Humbly,

Emma