Romans & histoires Disney Descendants Evie's 4 Hearts

My life is a grenade, scattering everything in my path. Dad leaves. Mum dies. Ex-boyfriend and half-sister become mad. And Evie? Oliver? Leonel? Bella? I couldn't drag them further into the insanity of Ava Jade Allard. I blink back the tears pickling my eyes, blurring Evie in my vision. “Evelyn, you have to understand-”

Rolled her eyes at Evie, snapped her gum at me, turned on her heel and left again. Made me wonder just how common these emo outbursts really were. Still, I could feel Alex twitching in the bracelet and knew Evie, no matter her issues and crazy notions, had a good heart. I adored her, despite herself. And I still had the promise to her grandson to fulfill. She didn't give me a chance, sweeping to her feet like an opera diva called to her cue. She patted my head, gave me a wavering smile. "Thank you, dear," she said. "So lovely of you to care."

Mom laughed lightly, breaking the tension in the air. Dawzon just slightly shook his head while seated next to me. "Dad, you're great at dancing, even you, Mom," I said, embracing them, to which they just smiled. Dad then turned to me with a serious expression. "Are you the son of Roderick and Editha Del Torre?" Dad inquired. "Yes, sir," he replied confidently. Dad nodded slightly before falling silent, reaching for the wine from the passing waiter. "Dawzon." We all turned to look at Christine as she approached us.

Friends had vanished like morning dew under harsh sun. She sat on the bench, her bag beside her, and pulled out the newspaper clipping she'd kept for six years, four months, and twelve days. The paper had yellowed, the creases worn so deep they nearly split the image in half. But the photo remained clear enough. Eva Brown, radiant in white, surrounded by four beautiful children and a handsome husband. *"Sinclair and Brown Heiress and Graves Industries CEO quadruplets had their six birthday celebration"* the headline declared.

"If I cannot reach you. If the shadows fail. You don't aim for the leg, Evelyn. You aim for the heart." Evie looked at the beautiful, deadly thing in her hand. It was the final piece of her transformation. "I won't miss," she promised. *** As they prepared to exit the secret room, the monitors on the wall suddenly hummed to life. It wasn't a security feed. It was a broadcast being sent to every screen in the mansion. It was a video of the hospital where Evie’s mother was staying. But it wasn't Damien or Ravenna on the screen. It was Julian Vane, the head of the Syndicate’s military arm. He was sitting in a chair next to Evie’s mother bed, holding a detonator.

Cindy quickly brought us two Budweiser then left to serve some other patrons. “You ok, you’re awful quiet,” I asked when we were alone. “Yeah, just Evie’s parents are on us to settle down and have kids. It’s driving Evie mad. We just don’t see the rush. We’re only twenty-four,” “Yeah, I think if I met my mate tonight, my mom would want us to try for a baby tomorrow. Is Evie coming for a drink?” “No, she’s still at the hospital.” Brett’s mate Evie works at the hospital in the human town, training to be a nurse.

Harry's voice became hoarse as he finally let his tears down. “I forget everything and want you to do the same. Our new life is the best that I can imagine. I didn’t know that you still had that imaginary revenge in your head. But yeah, I guessed our story is not in this one.” He smiled softly while his nephew looked at him with sadness and tears brimming in his eyes. ** Three months later.. Evie was playing with the house cat she found near the forest in one of the backyard gardens of the huge mansion. The white castle. That was what Evie liked to call this place and Alex call it their home.

I lowered my gaze and pinned my eyes on my mother. “But for a smart person, she seemed not that smart when it comes to using her heart,” he continued. I scoffed. “I guess I inherited that from her.” “She fell in love with Danny, De Lara’s only heir,” he stopped again and tilted his head to look at me; his eyes were apologizing. “When she got pregnant with your mom, Eve’s true identity was kept in public, and with Danny already married and had his adorable daughter, Eden, Mina and Eve were sent away. But when your grandmother passed away, Eve came back, not hoping for his father’s acceptance but at least helping her survive.”

Evie saw me and ran over. “Uncle Reiner! I missed you so much!” She threw her arms around my neck as I bent over scooping her up. Looking into her eyes, I knew the tests were right. It was like looking into the eyes of a mini-Myla. “I missed you too. My little lady.” I could feel the tears stinging my eyes knowing I was holding my daughter. My own flesh and blood. Myla was watching me hugging Evie. She smiled as she wrapped her arms around both of us. “My family.” She whispered.

His footsteps retreated and I was alone once again in this dark world. "I can't believe I can't do anything to help you. It's breaking my heart. I really wish I could travel back in time. I would've kidnapped you and you'd never have to live the way you have," Evie sounded like she was crying. "God, I really wished you'd wake up. Why won't you wake up? You heartbeat is so faint and it's killing me slowly. Do you see what you're doing to me? This isn't healthy for me, Princess. Please wake up soon," she held my hand for a long while. Her warmth seeped into my cold hand and I was content in my dark sleep until she reluctantly let go.