Eva Longoria Novels & Stories

I was the only sane person around her, we always got along, I understood her and we btoth knew how to grieve the loss of two important people, my family didn't care about that, they were just glad my Dad got everything. "There she is!" Eliza exclaimed, getting up from her couch. She wore white yoga pants and a white sweatshirt, she was having a lazy day, she has those sometimes. Her brunette hair was up in a bun and she wasn't wearing any makeup today, her skin looked so smooth and flawless, she was gorgeous. "Hey Eliza" I smile, walking to her and embracing her into a tight hug. "Mmmm, it's been so long Camila" Eliza says hugging me tighter with every word.

She was on a call so I had to wait for her to finish. "Hello" The lady said "Hello my name is Eulalia , I am here for the interview." "Okay, the interview is on the 16th floor, when you get there you'll see others waiting and good luck " the lady said smiling at me "Thank you" I say walking towards the elevator. The elevator was quite full when I got in, people got out and it just remained her and a few others that got to the 16th floor. I sat down like the others and waited on my turn.

She reached for her hand mirror and called for Margarette. “How are you? Did you get the dusts?” “Margarette, we need to talk. I want the truth. I want the whole story of Lenriad. Also, I have to tell you another thing.” Ellaine opened the leaf and stared at the beautiful face of a sleeping angel with golden hair.

She asked, and Kenna just smiled. "Hey family" Someone yelled, and everyone look upstairs only to see a young girl coming downstairs. She was a girl in her early 20s and she was so pretty. Her eyes sparkled as she stared at Evanora. "Oh my goodness! She is real!" She muttered gasping. Evanora huffed staring at her. The female rushed towards her, and hugged her almost choking her. "I am a big fan of yours. I am Valeria Eros cousin by the way" She said smiling, and Evanora just smiled.

he asked, still staring. Edmund’s grip on her waist tightened. "This is Alena Nicole Perez Sandoval, my soon-to-be wife," Edmund said in a hard tone. He knew her full name... The woman beside Rich didn’t seem to like that, judging by the glare Alena could feel burning into her. Not that she cared—she didn’t even know her. "Well, nice to meet you, Alena. And congratulations," Rich said, now looking back at Edmund, whose jaw was clenched, his expression unreadable.

“Which rival? What are you talking about?” “The one from college who dated David first. Um, what’s her name, CHELSEA? Yes, Chelsea. What’s her last name?” Evangelyn asked again with wide eyes. Elena was truly baffled by her sister but she knew exactly who Evangeline was talking about and decided to indulge her. “Rodriguez. Chelsea Rodriguez. Why?” Elena asked curiously as she dropped her phone and stared at her sister. “You might want to take a look at the news,” Evangelyn whispered.

Hence, this is her chance to do so. She had always wanted to be Mrs. Lopez since college and liked Jillian Lopez, the CEO of Lopez Group, but the man has a girlfriend named Evita Sanchez. She still held resentment for that woman. She couldn’t forget how Evita would embarrass her after she learned she had eyes on Jillian. Evita is the worst. She confronts her several times, slaps her, and even shoves her against a wall to threaten her to back off and forget her desire for Jillian.

I quickly step out to see a woman whose voice sounded awfully familiar, arguing with Delilah, the only model acquaintance I got along with because she was just as bitchy and spoilt as me. “You think I am a loser with no friends. Okay, first of all you couldn’t be more wrong, I have a lot of friends, Elizabeth, Victoria, Danika…..umm...my mother, my grandmother who, fun fact, knitted this sweater for me.” The woman said proudly as she gave Delilah what she thought was a savage reply. Yep, that’s Emily. Delilah just shook her head as she tried to process Emily’s personality, “What’s going on?” I intervene before the fight gets out of hand.

The love that I have for him finally breaks the fears and doubts that consumed my soul, and shaking my head like a child, and with tears streaming down my face, I hugged my belly and gave him my answer: - Yes. Lilith POV When I hear Angel answer “yes,” I materialize between him and Klaus, grab his neck, and drag him towards the woods. Klaus and the others try to stop me, but I have a barrier of fire erected around us, blocking their passage. A panicked Angel tries to pull my hands from his neck, but I hold on tighter and tighter, feeling his life slowly ebb away. With a smile, I squeeze even tighter, but thunder echoes, shaking the ground and putting out the flames. Beside me, a very beautif

I was Evelyn Pierce now—confident, unshakable, and ready for the game ahead. And for the first twenty minutes, it was all numbers and market chatter — my cover slipping into place perfectly. I played Evelyn like a Stradivarius: poised, invested, slightly aloof. Then, like a knife slipped under ribs, Alejandro dropped it. “There’s something you should know, Ms. Pierce,” he said, swirling his wine. “There’s a woman… who has been our problem and her name is Lovia Diaz.” I raised a perfectly sculpted brow and asked. “And what does this Lovia Diaz do to warrant such…a caution?”