Romans & histoires Evan Booktok

“You realize she’s going to memorize this place by the time she’s five.” “I know,” Evelyn murmured, pride threaded through her voice. On the rug, Eva had already chosen. The book was thick, with a worn blue cover and an illustration of a dragon coiled around a tower. She sat cross - legged, fingers pressing lightly against the embossed scales on the cover before opening it. The illustrations inside were rich — watercolor skies, mountains, and dragons with eyes like jewels. Her small voice read the shapes of the letters aloud, haltingly, not yet forming the full words but tasting their rhythm. She traced the dragon’s curved horns, then its tail, then the tower stones one by one.

The pup would carefully hold up a copy of Chronicles of the Werewolf Pack and come up to Evan, asking, "Can you read with me, Daddy?" He tried to recall his reply back then, and he paused mid-sip, his eyes darkening. Evan had said, "I'm busy. I don't have time. Also, call me Mr. Stone." The memory stirred an inexplicable irritation in his chest. His grip on the glass was so tight it started to crack. Fueled by lingering alcohol, Evan pulled out his WolfNet and eventually messaged me. "Send me your address. I'll pick you and Toby up tomorrow."

I'm sorry Evie. This book is still in progress, currently just trying to finish this year with my studies and exams under all these different circumstances. I have been working on the next chapter, just trying to find the time to continue is a struggle. I do hope you all will continue to support me because this book will be finished soon. And I have many more books in the works. Love you all xoxo

I practically spit in his face before walking over to the couch and picking up the book I threw. Then I sit down and ignore him. He leaves the room for a while, so I read and wait to meet Ms. Evangeline the queen of Dominic’s heart. Please leave a comment or review. I believe this chapter is the single best thing I have ever written, because I poured my heart and soul into it and then cried afterwards. Vote for me by leaving gems. Thank you for your time.

“What’s it about? I can’t remember.” “The novel’s coming along fine,” Eva replied proudly. “In fact, it’s almost done. You can’t remember what it’s about because I didn’t tell you, but nice try.” Tara heaved an impatient sigh and dove into her fare with exaggerated gusto. She hated secrets. Eva consistently refused to divulge the theme of her novels until they were in print. Her way of making it up to her niece and nephew was to present them with autographed first editions. Tara couldn’t understand where Eva came from with her superstitions. Just once she’d like to be able to know the plot before the world did.

Taking a deep breath, he spoke softly but with unwavering resolve, "Tim, I need to share something with you..." Tim's eyes met Evan's, and concern etched across his face as he sensed the gravity of the alpha's tone. His heart skipped a beat, fearing the worst. He swallowed hard, bracing himself for the words that would shatter his world. His voice trembled as he asked, "What is it, Evan? Please, tell me."

Kennedy POV. The weather was bad, but I needed to get that new book, it's Robert birthday gift, who'd knew a grown up man would kill for the newest werewolf love book. I got into my car, drove carefully toward the local book store, they had the new book reserved for me. It was supposed to one quick drive, until I walked into the library. A girl was sitting on a bean bag, her blond hair was covering her eyes with overgrown bangs, she tried to huff them away from her face but to no use. She looked young, maybe she's just here with her parents, looking down at the book she had in her hands it was a kids story. Does she read for the local kids? Or is it just for her?

He was gentle with me, way more than Ellie, so he is like a father to me, but Ellie always fought with him when she saw him being gentle with me, saying that if father discovered this he would be pissed, that I needed to train and not to be spoiled. My book of destiny is blood-red with golden details, black pages with the letters in white and the title is my name, "Evie", like every other book of destiny. It's the story of a cold-hearted crown prince called Davey Hadassah with a dark past and the sweet-hearted Grand Duke's daughter called Lexie White with a lovely family and a good childhood. A differential thing about my book of destiny and the books of destiny' of other Immortals, it's the

"Do you like reading books?" Evran felt very shy and his cheeks flushed. He was also nervous. Why did Lenore approach him? "Uh, oh, I-I like reading books," Evran said. He pointed to the book in Lenore's hand. "I-is it good?" Lenore lifted the book in her hand and showed Evran the cover. "Oh, yes, this is very good. I recommend this book to you, if you like reading. I have read this book four times and still want to read it again," Lenore said enthusiastically.

Evan’s lips curled up in a gentle smile, he shook his head then went ahead to sit next to him, he stretched out his hand to take the book from Nathan’s hand, then threw it on the bed side table before turning around to focus on him. As Nathan watched him do all this, he couldn't help but gulp nervously, although this Evabs was so seductive that it drove him crazy, but…Somehow, he feels uneasy, but he didn't say a word and continued to observe what the young man was doing. Evans sat with his legs curled up on the bed, he raised his hand to Nathan’s face then touched it gently. He slowly trace the man’s gorgeous face like he was trying to feel every inch of God’s wonderful creature. His lips p