Evan X Connor Novels & Stories

No instinctual response curling in my gut. That’s when fear finally slips its claws under my ribs. Ethan notices before I say anything. “You okay?” he asks quietly, watching me with that steady, unblinking focus that’s saved my life more times than I can count. “I’m fine,” I reply automatically. The words feel thin. The bond between us hums—strong, unwavering, alive. I feel his concern, his protectiveness, his restrained fury at the thing waiting beyond our borders. The connection is still there, bright and steady as ever.

He used to be good at everything in school, competing with her for the valedictorian title, but she also noticed he was always more into science. “It’s good to see a familiar face.” He adds, smiling at her. “Yeah… same here.” She says, deciding to be polite instead of being honest. Clear green eyes, and long brown hair always in disarray (as if he’d just had gotten laid), Evan was one of the hottest guys in Green Valley High from the very first day of class in their junior year, when he just moved in town with his father and brother. Then he got together with Hannah, one of Claire’s best friends, so they used to hang out often in school.

“Too late. You’re smiling at your phone like you’re in a N*****x rom-com.” “I’m blocking you.” “Mhm. Sure. You adding him back or what?” I tap accept before I can overthink it. “There. Happy?” “Very.” She stretches and hops off the bed. “Alright, I’m brushing my teeth before I pass out. Try not to fall in love before midnight.” “No promises,” I mutter. “MAXIME.” She leaves laughing while I sit there staring at my phone like an idiot. A second later, Connor posts a story—shirtless locker room selfie, damp hair, cocky grin. Of course he does.

Eva said, striking a pose. Eva has always been confident in her looks, ever since we were teenagers. With her long blonde hair, blue eyes, and a body that seemed to have the fastest metabolism, she always turned heads. But I couldn't shake the feeling that her plan was a recipe for disaster. "I'm sorry Eva, but I can't be a part of your crazy plan," I said firmly, standing my ground as she pleaded with me to come along to the concert. This elaborate scheme to fake a relationship with Hayden Thorne, all for the sake of publicity and to boost her waning popularity isn't going to work and as much as I wanted to support my sister, I couldn't bring myself to go along with her scheme.

~~18 years old~~ Trevor alighted from the old beat-up truck he often drove and sprinted inside the clinic. He halted by the reception desk and puffed out a breath whilst holding his side. The blonde sitting in the tiny cubicle tilted her slender brows as she stared at him. "I am Trevor Williamson. My mom is here." The receptionist, whose name on her badge reads Charity nodded. She fixed the glasses she had slid down her nose to assess the boy who looked to be in his late teenage years back to her face.

Why don’t you try stamping on his fine leather shoes next or snatching the Rolex off his wrist and smashing it off the ground? His lips pursed, he fixed me with a cold, hard glare. “Yes, that’s me, grotty Greyson, also known as grimy Greyson, Greyson Smelliot and Smelly Elliot. I tend to go by Greyson or Mr Elliot these days. You can call me Mr Elliot. I assume we went to school together?” “Zoe, Zoe Smithson.”

I said. "They're 30 seas away from us; why bother to hide when my family and I are the only werewolves around here?" responded Connor, coming in for another kiss. Everyone's eyes were on us when we walked into the school and along the hallways holding hands. I glimpsed Bryson with his girlfriend Elena. They both stared at us, upset. Connor and I were the talk of the school. No one could seem to believe that he and I were dating; neither did I as well.

That would clear a little space for him. Of course, Connor was also Evan's friend. If Gideon screwed Connor over, Evan would step in without a second thought.

Ethan asked, then sighed, rubbing his forehead, “You know you don't have to prove anything to us, little sis.” “I know, look at the bright side, because of this marriage, you and Lincoln are finally together,” Evie said cheerfully. “I couldn't even imagine the both of you together. I used to be worried that you'd end up alone, but now I'm not. I'm so happy for you, Ethan.” A slight smile escaped Ethan's lips, “I'm happy for me, too.” “I hope Connor gets caught soon.” Ethan thought about telling her about his encounter with Connor last night, but that would only get her hysterical, so he decided against it.

★★★★Clinton★★★★ "Evans,we are set to go"I said "Are you sure we aren't leaving anything behind?" "No" "Maddy, it's time to go"he said "Okay"she replied "Are my parent's luggage in the car?" "Yes" "Are you with my dad's medical report?" "Yes" "Okay, let's go" "Sure" "Are you okay?" "Yes, just a little nervous. I'm afraid of heights" "Don't worry, there's nothing to be afraid of. You're safe with me"