Novels by Evermore

Evelyn kept her posture completely still, her fingers resting lightly on the thin stem of the crystal flute Victoria had handed her.Across the room, Victoria took a step forward, realized she was staring, and quickly yanked her visor back down over her eyes. She gripped her serving tray tighter, her boots making a soft, hurried friction sound against the thick carpet as she moved toward the kitchen doors.Evelyn didn't call for Julian. She didn't wave for Marcus.She turned calmly and walked straight toward the shadow of the velvet terrace drapes where Victoria was hiding, holding the poisoned glass steadily in her hand.Victoria was standing behind a high decorative floral arrangement, her chest rising and falling fast as she peeked through the palm fronds, her eyes searching the pillar where Evelyn had been standing seconds ago."Looking for me, Victoria?" Evelyn asked softly.Victoria jumped, nearly dropping the heavy silver tray in her hands. The metal slammed against the wooden

Evelyn kept her posture completely still, her fingers resting lightly on the thin stem of the crystal flute Victoria had handed her.Across the room, Victoria took a step forward, realized she was staring, and quickly yanked her visor back down over her eyes. She gripped her serving tray tighter, her boots making a soft, hurried friction sound against the thick carpet as she moved toward the kitchen doors.Evelyn didn't call for Julian. She didn't wave for Marcus.She turned calmly and walked straight toward the shadow of the velvet terrace drapes where Victoria was hiding, holding the poisoned glass steadily in her hand.Victoria was standing behind a high decorative floral arrangement, her chest rising and falling fast as she peeked through the palm fronds, her eyes searching the pillar where Evelyn had been standing seconds ago."Looking for me, Victoria?" Evelyn asked softly.Victoria jumped, nearly dropping the heavy silver tray in her hands. The metal slammed against the wooden

The Plaza Grand Ballroom was stifling, thick with the heavy scent of expensive perfume, hot catering trays, and roasted lamb.Chandelier light glinted off crystal flutes and silver trays carried by waitstaff navigating the dense crowd. Over two hundred executives, investment bankers, and high-society journalists drifted beneath the painted gilded ceilings, their voices blending into a wall of polite noise.Near the grand staircase, Harrison Vance stood surrounded by three hedge fund directors from Zurich. He wore a sharp black tuxedo, holding a glass of sparkling water, his teeth flashed in a practiced smile as he gestured toward a large digital display showing maritime shipping routes.He looked entirely unbothered by the federal subpoena sitting in his lawyer's briefcase downtown.Evelyn stood forty feet away near the marble pillar, her hand resting against the cold stone. She wore a floor-length dark emerald dress that matched the heavy ring on her left finger. The weight of the st

The physical invitation arrived by courier at two o'clock on Friday afternoon, stamped in heavy gold leaf on cream cardstock.Evelyn sat at the granite island in Julian's kitchen, staring down at the thick linen paper. The rain outside had finally cleared, leaving behind a dull grey fog that hung over the East River."The International Maritime and Logistics Alliance," Evelyn read aloud, her thumb running over the raised lettering. "Hosted by Harrison Vance and Cross Holdings at the Plaza Grand Ballroom. Black tie required."Marcus stood across the counter, setting down a manila folder filled with legal transcripts. "Harrison posted bail three hours ago. A five-million-dollar cashier's check paid through a shell account registered in the Cayman Islands. Dominic Cross posted two million for his own bond at noon.""They're broke," Evelyn said, looking up. "Julian said the SEC froze Cross Holdings' primary domestic assets yesterday.""Domestic assets, yes," Marcus replied, tapping his ta

Dominic’s leather soles scraped loudly against the polished floor as the two heavy security guards hauled him toward the service elevator.Blood dripped from his split lip, staining the lapel of his four-thousand-dollar navy suit. He tried to twist out of the guards' grip, his face flushed red, his jaw aching so badly he could barely align his teeth."Get your hands off me!" Dominic choked out, his voice echoing down the fourth-floor corridor. "Do you have any idea who I am? Cross Holdings manages the primary logistics block for this entire medical system!""Not anymore, Mr. Cross," the chief guard said flatly, not slowing his pace for a single second. "Dr. Chen already requested your security clearance revoked. You're trespassing."A small crowd of nurses, floor residents, and visiting family members had gathered near the central desk, watching the scene unfold.Two young interns pulled out their phones, their screens lighting up as they recorded the sight of Cross Holdings' CEO bein

The torn pieces of the stock transfer document fluttered to the polished linoleum floor, landing right at Dominic’s feet."This is impossible," Dominic stammered, pulling his silver briefcase closer to his chest like a shield. "There are no other reserves. Harrison locked down the entire distribution registry in Switzerland. I personally verified the inventory logs!""You verified the public logs, Mr. Cross," a quiet, dry voice spoke up from the end of the hall.Everyone turned.Walking slowly down the corridor was Luke, the Vance family’s head butler. He wore his usual spotless grey wool coat, his hands folded neatly over an umbrella handle. Despite his grey hair and age, his posture was straight as a ramrod. Behind him, two hospital security guards stood watch, keeping their hands resting near their belts.Evelyn blinked, taking a small step forward. "Luke? You brought the serum?""I did, Mrs. Vance," Arthur said, stopping three feet from the desk. He gave her a short, respectful no