Evade Fanart Novels & Stories

Vasant Vihar Bus Stand We were waiting at the bus stand for the last twenty minutes. There was no bus to take us to Palam Vihar. Aditi was getting impatient. It was getting late for her. She wanted to reach home as soon as possible. I handed her my water bottle, and said, ‘Don’t worry. We’ll get the conveyance.’ After few minutes, I saw a car coming. It halted behind another car. It was a golden coloured Innova. I noticed that it was a taxi. ‘Red Hat Travels’ was painted on the car hood.

His fated mate was upset, and he needed to make sure she was okay. Bennett has also gone AWOL, and after listening to my father asking Ivan where Helena is, I can only guess they’ve gone off somewhere together. “I think we should cancel practice,” I say. Adela’s expression warns me what she’s going to say before she even opens her mouth. “Now isn’t the best time to be skipping practice, Aerin.” “Because of my dangerous gift.” “Aerin…” “I know, I know. No gift is dangerous. I get it. But I just can’t today.”

She became like that most times when they argued, her own way of running away when things became too tough, he guessed. “I know this because she carries our family birthmark too, father.” Came the Alpha’s reply. Yelena looked at her in confusion, not knowing which birthmark she was talking about for she rather did have quite a few of those on her body. Without another word, Aiyisha pulled up the left sleeve of her tunic and showed Yelena her birthmark, a star shaped brown coloured print in the inside of her upper arm. The brunette omega wolf’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Janice Valeria insisted on forcing her dark brown chain. Evania became angrier and angrier this time around because Janice Valeria seemed to be pushing and forcing her again and again, over and over, repeatedly and repeatedly. Evania exhaled out her dark blue breath again. This time she created her dark blue shield to fend off Janice Valeria’s dark brown chains. Evania kept on exhaling out her dark blue breath. Her dark blue shield grew thicker and thicker.

“Because soon, things are going to change. And when they do… I don’t want you caught in the crossfire.” “Crossfire?” My voice wavered. “Ian, what are you into? What are you talking about” Instead of answering, he smirked faintly, leaning close enough for me to feel the heat of his breath. “Stay close to me, Eve. Or you might just… disappear.” Before I could respond, he brushed past me and disappeared into the night, leaving me trembling at the gate, unsure if the shiver down my spine was fear or something darker. ⸻

he said, stepping back, as if the spot where he stood suddenly ignited in fire. “Why don’t you join us?” I offered. Evan has met none of my friends and this will be a good start. Nate chuckled, “I don’t want to be the third wheel.” “Cali.” Evan’s voice made my head snap. The shoulder immobilizer is present in his left arm, but it didn’t make him any less gorgeous in his all black attire. My boyfriend’s sun kissed hair brushed back to perfection, but the look on his honey eyes sent shivers down my spine.

It is then I spot the flashing red light in the corner of the room. “I see you Cara.” The sneering voice came from the speaker of the camera. “Oh God.” I groaned out. He could see everything I did. “You really are evil, you are the worst sort of human alive. I will not let you get away with this.” I screamed an ran at the camera, with intent of destroying it. Just as I was about to reach it and jump, the chain around my leg reached its end and stopped me. Staggering with my footing, I looked up at the camera. I reached down and pulled my shoe off my foot. I pulled back my arm and threw it and the camera. It hit a small clear plastic barrier and returned to the floor by my foot. Bending and

Chapter 5 Chapter 5: Echoes of the Fantastic The attic room swam before Evie's eyes. Fantastical creatures stared back at them from the canvases, their vibrant colors and lifelike detail a stark contrast to the dusty trunk that had concealed them. In the corner of each painting, the signature – Isabella Fiore – burned into the canvas like a brand.