Evan Afton Fanart Novels & Stories

* After spending the whole morning and afternoon with them, the Halton family didn’t stop her from leaving as they knew that she must be quite occupied with the idea they had just thrown at her – date Matthew. Airina drove herself but then stopped since she was feeling unsettled at everything occurring. Maybe it was because of Jackson, could be the issue with Daniel, Linda, and Nicole, even her father was also in her mind lately. Not to mention the fact that Evan had also returned and decided to live with his partner in one of the condominiums he liked using his own money by selling his portraits or art. “… Every time I see you, you have this gloomy expression on your face.”

A small, shy smile crept onto her lips. “My pleasure. I will write the description, you can draw,” he muttered and wrote something down on his notebook again. Anna nodded eagerly, relieved that Evan was still willing to work with her. His compliment had left her feeling warm and fuzzy inside, and she was determined to do her part well. She carefully tore a blank page from her notebook and laid it flat on the table. Taking a pencil, she began to sketch the Boston fern, trying to capture its delicate fronds and intricate details. Her hand trembled slightly at first, but as she focused on the drawing, she found herself relaxing. Evan wrote beside her, his large hand moving swiftly across the pa

“Do you think that he’ll be happy to see me, too? We could always talk to Bayard if he wouldn’t be.” Evan laughed and walked over to his Luna. He put his hands assuringly on her shoulders and smiled at her with sparkling eyes of happy confidence. “I promise you that we’ll talk to Arthur Bayard,” he said, grinning in such a way that Lunus couldn’t help but feel there was some great joke which she was missing, “and he will be very happy to see you. I promise.” “Alright,” Lunus said, catching his joy and smiling. “Come on,” Evan said, looking over at the stairs, “let’s go up!”

I slip back in to the room and close the door back locking it behind me. “Is everything ok Everleigh? Was it about Rylan?” Dev asked standing up. I shake my head. “No. Walker did it again.” I said holding up papers with amazing drawings on them. I walk over to the desk that Evan vacated and sat down looking through the pictures. One after the other of what looks like kids in a dark room. You can’t make out faces or structures but you can still tell they are kids.

Evan: You still owe me a date! Evan: Why are you ignoring my texts? Evan: If you don't fucking answer me, I'm coming over to your apartment! Evan: WHY THE FUCK AREN'T YOU AT YOUR APARTMENT? WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?! Evan: ASNWER ME NOW! I'M GOING TO FIND FALLON AND DEMAND YOUR WHEREABOUTS! Evan: WHY DOESN'T YOUR BEST FRIEND KNOW WHERE YOU ARE? Evan: IS SHE LYING TO ME TOO?

Evan said "You have always been good to her, why would she do this to you at this critical time? Does she want you to die?" Aiden yelled "Am going to confront her" Aiden said, standing up from the bed, before he could move forward, Evan's voice stopped her "If you force her to do it, I won't still be satisfied, she needs to make me mate her with her mind and soul," Evan said "You don't need to worry about me, I would be fine, let us go outside" Evan Added. He just wanted Aiden to be satisfied. He couldn't bear to see his best friend worry on his behalf.

“I don’t think so. I’m Adrian.” “I’m Eva. And this is Mr. Sparkles.” She held out the doll. “Nice to meet you both,” he said. “Eva, check on your brother,” I said firmly. “Ethan’s drawing,” she said brightly. “He drew our family and put it in the fridge. Wanna see?” Before I could stop her, she took Adrian toward the kitchen. My chest tightened with dread. She pointed to a crayon drawing. “That’s me, my brotehr, that’s Mommy, and that’s our daddy.”

"That is a significant difference for him." Lennon held that. "Saturday," Evelyn said. "Lunch. I am making the good pasta and I am not discussing the phone call." "You literally just discussed it." "That was the discussion. We are done. Saturday." She hung up. Lennon stayed with his forehead against the cabinet for another moment. Then he poured his coffee. Scarlett had posted three new videos overnight. One was the fan art compilation—drawings sent in by followers, ranging from technically impressive to utterly unhinged, all depicting two figures whose features were consistently dark-haired and golden-blonde respectively.

She looked like she hadn’t slept in days—messy bun, eyeliner smudged. Beside her sat Evan. I didn’t know he worked with her. His eyes were sharper than usual. His Laptop was in front of him with stickers that screamed: I code for fun and probably hack for pocket money. “About time,” Rowan muttered, motioning us over. “Evan?” I called, still surprised to see him. “Hey, Summer.” He turned toward Hayden and smiled. “Hi, Hayden.” “You guys know each other?” Rowan asked. “Yeah. I didn’t know you two worked together,” I said, sliding in.

They stopped the so-called 'fan club', so he won't be hindered by their interventions. Some lost interest in him after learning about his illiteracy. Halton, however, was unbothered by all this, all he needed was to concentrate on his latest goal and after that, he will finally escape this recurring college life for good. Since Evan took a long time to arrive, he decided to smoke. He opened his untouched cigarette box, overlooking the warning written on it as he always did and neatly placed it between his thin lips. Never once had he smoked in Evan's presence because she would despise it.