Eva Longoria Novels & Stories

We walked to the club entrance and were stopped by a guy who looked a bit older than us. “ids please?” I didn’t have my id and I knew the club was for 21 and above so it would have been useless. Olivia smirked “excuse me? I’m Olivia Lopez and this is Camila Santiago” the guy’s eyes widened and he apologized profuse. He quickly let us in.

I breath out. They all stay silent. I see a look of recognition flash through Cristian's eyes. I cock my head in confusion. He catches my gaze and right as he's about to say something, a larger, older woman came over to us. "Hi I'm Sylvia, I'll be taking care of you today. What can I get for you?" She greets us happily.

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

Luis said to her and led her to his room. Luis turned on his laptop and quickly went into his email. He opened the mail. Sheila Williams, 25 years, caucasian, North Africa, Western Sahara. Luis went through all the other details of the lady. His eyes widened "This can't be," Luis said and Lily looked at him questioningly. "She's been dead for 10 years now. We need to speak with Nora?" he said. "Why?" Lily asked "She is related to Nora," Luis said and Lily gasped.

Alison asked the first waiter she saw when she entered the restaurant. "She's in her office, Ma'am. You can sit on one of the vacant tables while I call her." The waiter responded. It only took two minutes before Eva went out of her office to meet Alison. She is wearing a red dress that hugs her body like s second skin. Alison cannot deny the beauty that is approaching her. That's when she realized that the rumors are true. Eva Vergara is built like goddess, and the young writer can't help but feel envious of her.

ask Jovial while embracing his wife, who still looks enthusiastic. "I'm Evora Lorelie. You can call me Evora. And yes, I'm Jordan's mate." Evora's eyes sparkled when she greeted the two couples, the thing that made Sandra even more enthusiastic. "Evora, you are so sweet. I've been craving a couple for my two children for a long time, but they're both too busy with their work to imagine that they're both unmates." Evora warmly reciprocated the hug that Sandra gave.

I said to the children after Fleur came to get me. "Bye Elva" They said. We signed out and bid the nurses goodbye, heading home. "Our second plan is gonna be carried out tonight" Fleur said. "Yeah..her iPod is gonna be explored tonight" I said and we both giggled. 💎Daisy's POV💎 "What!" I exclaimed in shock as i stared my iPod. I kept saying Elva looks familiar..why couldn't i think in this direction all this while. Elva is Vinnie Winters ,the most popular model and musician in Mexico.

She walked out of the room without saying a word, and it was seconds later that the terrace door opened, revealing the blue eyed woman, Luna Ella, the Alpha’s first woman. “Did you see her, mother Luna? The arrogance in her eyes, and the deviousness…” “She is nothing but a human, a slave, and a peasant for the Alpha’s pleasure. You go and take care of your son. Trust me, she is not going to be able to do anything, neither to you, nor to Daniel. It is only a matter of time before Aguilar grows tired of her, but you must know that as Alpha, we cannot control what he is to do. Therefore, I would suggest that you respect him, his decision, and what he chooses. Go and take care of Daniel, and do

After dealing with Colby and rearranging the internals of the underground, I went looking for her. I thought everything was so simple, but it took me almost five years to find her. That person said she was Eulalia Willems, an actress in AS entertainment, that year she wanted to take the chance to become famous, so she used the first night to trade it. Knowing this, I was slightly disappointed but thinking about her being the girl that night, that disappointment disappeared.

His chin lifts almost imperceptibly as he faces Elena. "A new member?" "Yes," Valentina replies. "Who is your sponsor?" Again, that damning question. Trying her best to sound confident, Elena starts going through all the names of the most influential billionaires of the past few months; who topped the list of the richest and most popular. "Stuart Álvarez," she says, softly and avoiding eye contact. Her hands were cold from sweat. "Álvarez?" the black-haired man asks. "Unbelievable." "Must be the third one this month," the brown-haired one comments.