Evangeline Samos Mga Nobela at Kwento

“ GURL “ Her dark brown orbs met a pair of bluish orbs. The person smiled at her with a wide grin on her face. “ Sam “ Evelyn squealed, seeing her best friend after so long. Samantha aka Sam, a nineteen-year-old teenager, with blonde hair, and blue eyes, a beautiful girl was she. “ How are you, sweetheart? “ “ Great “ Evelyn’s eyes went towards Mateo who was sitting on the chair, headphones on his ears listening to one of the pop songs. Sam let out a forced fake cough taking Evelyn’s attention. “ Go go dear. I won’t take your time “ Saying that she pushed her toward her boyfriend who was in his world. A smile escaped her lips as she walked towards him, taking slow steps. Standing behind him,

"That's real neat." "Stop harassing Evie, Sam," Rio retorted, taking a healthy gulp of her drink. I turned to look at her, her deep skin flushed from the booze even in the darkness. "We'll miss you, Eves," Rio admitted. "I mean, it's hard to find someone whose mouth could make a sailor blush." I scoffed. "Oh, fuck off." Samara quietly laughed, her broad shoulders shaking slightly. "Or have someone who knows when to put someone in their place."

“It’s so hard to count that much.” The child closed her eyes again, feeling the wind. “Are you here for vacation, Ate Vanessa?” “Yes,” Vanessa answered shortly. She felt like she wasn’t talking to a child at all. “Did you know, ate,” the girl continued, “that Samal Island has long been called the beach area of Davao City?” “Are you really a child?” Vanessa asked curiously. How could this little girl know so much? When she was six, all she thought about was playing… and eating.

Then she wrapped her arms around a sobbing Blake, holding him so tightly it looked like she was trying to press the shape of him into her memory before letting go. "I'm going to kill you!" Sam yelled as he gripped the knife tightly and advanced toward us, his face twisted into something barely recognizable as the calm, reserved delta I'd known for years. I held onto Blake's hand, but he resisted, unwilling to leave his mother behind, his small body straining back toward her even as I tried to pull him along. Evelyn pushed Blake toward me and silently urged, "Go." She then turned and walked towards Sam, her steps steady despite everything, like she'd already made peace with whatever came next

“So what’s your name? You never said.” “Oh sorry! I’m Evie.” The girl – Evie – smiled widely as she held out her hand for them to shake. “I’m living with my aunt and uncle in New York whilst my mother is on business in Europe. They’re my closest relatives outside of Canada and my mother didn’t want me missing any of my training. Hey, did you understand what Beatriz was talking about with the Accords? I got so confused.” “Tell me about it. I was nearly falling asleep with the boredom.” Sam said. He grinned at Max and pulled him into a one armed hug. “It’s a good job Max here was taking notes otherwise I’d have no clue what’s going on.”