Evan Peters Relationship Novels & Stories

Patrick hesitated. “Well…” “You’re giving her way too much credit,” Evan cut in coldly. “…Yes, sir.” It was obvious Evan didn’t take that guess seriously at all. It wasn’t even about looking down on Stella. He simply couldn’t believe that a woman who grew up in an orphanage could possibly have any connection to a global giant like the Hogarth Group. Evan hung up. He took another drag of his cigarette, then walked toward his car.

They finally parted to take a breather, ruddy and panting heavily through their mouths. "Hal..." Evan spoke, holding his handsome face. "Do you really want that sort of a relationship between us?" "That's what I want, Evan." He said and hugged her tighter. "If you want that too." "I want to try, I may not be the best person for you...but I still want you." Is it selfish of her? She had never been so greedy for something she didn't deserve. At least that's what she thought. "You are the best person." He confessed without malice. "I was never in an intimate relationship before...apart from some hookups...but that's it." He had sexual relationships before but that ended right after the deeds we

Though Eve’s plans didn’t always turn out as she’d intended, she was certain they were well thought out. It was people that messed things up. With Petra, she’d always intended the elder she-wolf to survive. She needed her as an ally after Ethan divorced Jane; she needed Petra to love her unconditionally so she would help convince her son to marry Eve. The problem then was that Ethan turned out to be even more irrational than Eve could have dreamed. Instead of leaving Jane then and there, he simply punished her.

Evan Conan Hemsworth leaned back in his chair and watched Helena with his cold blue eyes assertively. He was still dealing with the shocking information that Helena was a mother of a six-year-old kid! What the fuck had happened during these seven years and who was the bastard of her child? He will surely dig into this later! “Three minutes of your time are already finished, Miss Perez. Did you ask for this meeting to sit in my office like a statue or are you going to say something?” Evan finally asked, his voice deep and authoritative.

__________Evans_________ I got into the car and drove it. I didn't want to bother Anderson because I needed to be alone and think about what happened between Madison and I. I got to the parking lot and met Clinton with my golf club. He is my caddie and as well my best friend. We went in and he set the ball for me to play. After playing my last putt, we went to a restaurant and had some drinks. My conscience was eating me whole, so I had to ask Clinton for advice

"I don't need your explanation, you asshole!" Evan's face turned red, and his eyes searched my face for answers. "Fine! If you are indeed in a relationship with that jerk, tell me what you know about him! Tell me how you two met! Tell me how you guys started a relationship! And tell me whatever the fuck he likes!" Evan looked at me with an intensity that made me feel depressed. I tried to compose myself, searching for the right words. However, my lips couldn't cooperate with me. I stammered, knowing absolutely nothing about River except the fact that he was a pain in the ass. And Evan managed to find the loophole he'd been looking for.

His presence is intimidating, completing his polished look and his aura of refinement and luxury. He grasps Elodie's chin gently, lifting it so that their eyes meet. “It's a shame you don't know me.” He pauses before declaring, “I'm Evan, baby girl, Evan Landers,” An underground casino owner with lots and lots of criminal records. He and Kendrick aren't particularly friends but they aren't enemies either. At least not until a few years ago when he incurred a huge loss because of Charlotte back when she was dating Kendrick. Now that she's dead, Evan has no choice but to shift his grudge over to her wealthy ex-boyfriend: Kendrick.

Which is what I said in no uncertain terms. “Peter, tell her!” Angela bellowed as Peter turned his back on her. “Oh, for crying out loud,” Evan grumbled as he pushed his way in front of Peter. “These two have a lover’s history that’s playing a huge role on how they’re behaving now.” “We were never lovers,” Peter interjected. “But, she wanted to be,” Evan said before quickly returning to the topic. “Don’t mind them. This sort of flare up happens occasionally. What Angie feels you should know and Peter thinks he can get away with not telling you is that if you happen to die within

“He told me to make you lose interest in the marriage, so I tried my best but… you…” “So that's why you were being a douche at one point.” “That's correct.” “Figures.” Evie’s lip curled up into a smile, “I’m glad none of us were hurt emotionally or otherwise in all of this. I'm also glad that you and Ethan are together. I was kind of worried he'd end up alone. After what happened, he has never dated anyone else since.” “Oh, you mean Connor?” Evie quickly whipped her head towards him in surprise. “How did you… Ethan told you?”

He couldn’t afford to continue loving Myra, yet he couldn’t bring himself to cut ties with her. “Why do I have to get over it? I’m enjoying the relationship. Not all love stories are depressing, you know. The first person that I’ve ever fancied is still in contact with me right now, and we’re still close friends. I’m thankful for how much I’ve grown with this person.” Evan had always believed in maintaining relationships with his loved ones, and he didn’t see the need to cut ties with anyone. To him, there was no need for tearful separations or drunken midnight calls.