Novel & Cerita Christina Evangeline Wikipedia

"I am a Sterling! My family holds power in the European Council! If you keep defending that fake whore, I will make sure your family's trading business is ruined by sunset!" "She doesn't need to defend herself, Vivienne," a quiet, crystal-clear voice echoed through the doorway. The entire dining hall instantly fell dead silent. Evangeline Cross stepped into the room. Eva did not look like a girl whose reputation was destroyed. She stood tall with ancient, undeniable royal confidence. She wore a clean, tailored academy uniform, and wrapped around her shoulders was Alistair Vance’s heavy, dark velvet Alpha cloak. Her long black hair flowed neatly over her back, and her golden-silver eyes shone

"I thought you liked Zacharias. You wanted to marry him! Look at him, he's perfect. Handsome and runs a family-owned food store. Why'd you suddenly want to marry… John?" Zacharias Shaw. The mere mention of that name made Christina frown. She was reminded of her past life. Zacharias refused to join her criminal activity. Thanks to that, she suffered all of John's blows. She thought Zacharias was inflexible and stupid. The mention of that name alone frustrated her. "There's nothing good about him. He's weak. Sure, he's better at reading, but compared to John, he's nothing! Besides…" Christina's eyes darted around. She was coming up with something venomous. And then she looked at me, her eyes d

CHAPTER 2 The maids were busy with Evangeline, they were in the living room with Evangeline, they were like kids who were playing dress-up to a doll, all of them admired her beauty and her skin, which was too soft and white. “Oh my gosh, you’re beautiful,’’ one of the maids, Claire, yelled in admiration as she hugged Evangeline, Blake laughed secretly as he watched the maids’ reactions to her look. Claire was enjoying braiding her hair while the other maids were worried what Blake’s reactions about it because Claire was too much into her. Claire was only an 18years old, and seeing Evangeline’s beauty sparkled her eyes that she wanted to see how can she turned her into a Goddess, and she was

The moment she tried to confront Seraphina, her legs gave out. Despair crashed over her. She, Saintess of the mighty Dark Divine Holy Land, had been outmaneuvered by the two disciples she had personally raised and nurtured. The humiliation was unbearable. Then came an unexpected twist. Evangeline, who had refused to join their conspiracy, finally could not ignore her conscience and came to rescue her master. She had prepared thoroughly, having secretly observed Seraphina's drug preparations from the beginning. She now carried a custom antidote. This completely blindsided Seraphina and Aurelius. The sweet, simple Evangeline had actually outmaneuvered them.

Isaac helped me reforge it with the help of a mage Varen trusted, then he went ahead to add a couple more spells just because. Among us, he was the one who was more in touch with their magic. It made sense that he was always so eager to follow Mom to her workshop. I looked down at the invitation in my lap. The name was written in exquisite calligraphy, but it still felt foreign to me. “Evangeline Wolfe.” Daughter of a late Alpha who’d perished in the Western border raids, sent to live in the mountains and raised in exile. It was the perfect lie, no one could ever trace it.

That had changed too, because now, Christina preferred to be in hers. After kicking off his shoes and unbuttoning his shirt, Evan went in search of his wife. He knocked once, and when she didn't reply, he pushed the door open, only to find her seated on the bed, her blonde hair piled into a messy bun on top of her head, with what should have been their baby's clothes around her....

“What?” “She is Eva Stone. Not the person you are confusing her with. She is my brother’s fiancée,” Christina continued, her voice steady, almost dismissive of the chaos unfolding around them. “You must have gotten confused as Mr Cole over there." Christopher shot her a sharp look. “Christina.” She ignored him completely. Riley’s face was drained of color. Her eyes flicked between Ivy and Asher, between the children and Christopher, pieces falling into place too quickly. “That’s not possible,” she said hoarsely. “She looks exactly like Ivy…i believe…”

I clicked the link, which took me to one of the news sites. “Rich Author Raises Money for Families in Need,” read the article’s heading. My mouth suddenly went dry, I right myself on the bed. This wasn’t the kind of thing I could look at while lying down. I scanned the article, taking in fragments here and there. Evangeline Snow the reporter said, is a Contemporary romance writer whose novels are New York Bestselling books has started her charity work by raising money for friends facing foreclosure. That had been the year before, and since then she’d organized fundraisers for several other families and has foundations which helps orphaned kids.

I’m sure you understand what I mean. David’s expression turned contemplative. “Are you suggesting Eva isn’t reliable?” Christine’s eyes widened as she placed a hand on her chest. “Oh, I would never say that. I admire Eva tremendously.” She paused, letting the weight of her hesitation settle. “But I’ve worked closely with her before, and... well, she has her own way of doing things.” David frowned slightly. “Mark did mention that Evangeline Carter has been entangled in some recent controversies.”

“Alexi what happened?” He rushed to me. “Christina, I’m so sorry. I don’t what came over me.” An older woman walked in the room. “She’s your mate.” The woman said. “Mom?” Alexi said. “That’s your mother? The Dolores A. Cardinal – Bellefonte. The famous singer.” “Yes that’s me” “Wow, this the greatest day of my life.” I said. “Christina, you know that you are that you are a vampire.”