Evan Engram Parents Novels & Stories

At least they'd never denied him that. Evan was a final-year student in the country's best university, studying medicine, but his parents never liked this decision as they wanted him to take up music like Jesse, the award-winning violinist who made many acknowledge the family for good things. Unlike Jesse, his talented brother, Evan was seen as the odd one out. “Evan, don't you know where your brother is?" his mother asked, her voice shaking. "You just sit there while all of us are worried to death!”

“Enzo was supposed to come bail you out, but he got an emergency, he kept calling Loyd, but Loyd left his phone in the house and I managed to pick Enzo's call and I volunteered to help”. Evelyn blurted out. Evelyn was an average height lady, has light-brown eyes and a pale skin. She was young for someone who had given birth to her child Brittany before she even married Megan's father. What angered Megan the most was that her dad married Evelyn barely after two months of her mother's death.

Evanka tried once more to lift a spoonful of porridge to Evan’s lips, but the child quickly shook his head. “No!” “If Evan doesn’t eat, he won’t grow big,” Evanka coaxed softly. “Doesn’t Evan still want to become a football player?” Evan lowered his gaze, his fingers pinching the edge of the blanket. Then he spoke quietly, but clearly enough to pierce straight through her heart. “Mommy… why didn’t God give Evan a papa?” Evanka froze. The spoon stopped midair. Her chest tightened painfully as she swallowed a heavy breath and forced herself to smile.

Along the way, Evan could not contain his excitement and immediately said to his parents, "Mom, Dad, I'm going to meet Whitney and tell her that I can marry her now!" "What are you waiting for then!" Edwina breathed a sigh of relief when she saw how excited her son was. She did not forget to slip in a reminder to Evan and say, "Don't forget your cousin's kindness, Evan? The favor he's shown us is something that we'll never be able to repay in a million lifetimes!" Evan nodded. "I understand, Mom. As long as there's anything I can be of use to me in the future, I promise to work very hard for him!"

Like every other family, there are disagreements but we are happy and we love each other very much. Nick and I were blessed with both Leon's and Evan's names as our middle names. Mine is Leon and Nick's is Evan. How cliché right? I absolutely loathe it. A bit too corny for my liking but I never voiced those opinions. Even Evie and Lee got named after them as well. Tsk, a damn shame. Leon owns 2 car dealerships and 3 garages while Evan is a high school teacher. Gladly he doesn't teach at the high school Nick and I attend. We love him and all but I wouldn't want him ruffling my hair or asking me embarrassing questions in public.

Lena “And he made me promise never to let the Sinclair find out where he is.” Evan's words hung in the air. I stared at him. “The Sinclair?” His expression tightened. I looked toward Adrian. He had gone completely still. “What does my father have to do with the Sinclair?” Evan didn't answer immediately. I stepped closer. “Tell me.” “The Sinclair and my family have been enemies for generations.” I frowned. “Your family?” Evan nodded. “My family and the Sinclair have been fighting for longer than anyone remembers.”

he greeted, taking a seat directly opposite me. “Adrian,” I nodded and took his hand in a handshake. “You look happy. I'm sure Nicole is treating you well.” “She's trying her best, Dad.” “I hope you treat her the same,” I.responded as I waved the waiter over and we both ordered our favorites. “So, on a scale of 1-10 how much do you like Nicole?” Adrian narrowed his eyes. “I really am not good at measurements, Dad.” I nodded. “Fine. We need to talk about your engagement to Nicole.”

“You said before you knew my parents. May I ask how?” “Your father lived in Los Angeles. In Hollywood,” Ned replied. “I met him there. Not long after I came to this country. Your grandfather worked building sets at the studios. Sometimes the boy would come along. Eventually, he started working on sets too.” Confused, Evelyn shook her head. “You must be mistaken. My aunt told me both my parents had always lived in New York.” “Aunt? That’s strange. I was always under the impression Evan and Linden were both only children.”

He’d done some really mean things, and Evan had almost been sucked up in that mean stuff with his mother. But Evan liked his Uncle Gregory as his new father and didn’t think he wanted to change that. His Mom was happy now, but everyone was acting weird. They’d all agreed that his first Dad should be hated for being a mean and selfish man. Now they were saying that they know things they didn’t know then, and it changed everything. But Evan didn’t understand how it changed things. What was done was done.

Adrian added. “Good. Remember Kelvin has both his mommy and daddy—” they both bobbed their heads. “This is your daddy—” I said and my voice caught. The boys directed their eyes to Evan and he held their gaze if I hadn't seen him working his teeth, I would have thought he was calm, but he wasn’t. “Kelvin’s dad drives him to get ice cream—I want a daddy,” Adrian said. Evan chuckled then wiped tears from his eyes. “You have one, son,” Evan said in almost a whisper; his voice was thick with emotions.