Evangeline Tog Novels & Stories

"What game are you trying to play with me?" Evangeline said over the phone. She had been giving Tessa updates about herself and Gavin, but at the moment it felt as if she was not getting anything out of the situation. "Game?" Tessa replied. She sounded confident, and that was one of the things that annoyed Evangelien even more.

-Theodore- My lips were on hers when the elevator doors slid closed, I needed to get a release, I needed to taste her again, especially now that she was all mine. Evangeline pulled away from our heated kiss, her cheeks flushed and hair slightly disheveled from my constant pulling. She looked perfect even in her disheveled stated, god nothing could ever make this woman look bad in my eyes, nothing.

Taking her hand in mine, I slightly bent to kiss her knuckles. Evangeline was a stunning girl of good height with brown bouncy blowout hair and large eyes the same color as her Dad. She had a straight barbell nose piercing and round carmine lips and was rather elegant in that blue Maude dress. Most importantly, she held a strong aura. There was no doubt that the Elders would approve of her. She smiled shyly, looking up at me under her lashes. “Then I must trouble you to take care of me.” A low growl came from Pete. My eyes snapped at him with warning as they narrowed and connected to his picotee blue eyes. He flinched, averting his gaze as I straightened and moved around the table to take th

“Evan’s girlfriend.” It came to my knowledge that she might not believe what I am saying. Many women claim to be Evan Carter’s real girlfriend through time. Be it through social media or in columns, but I am having none of that. I will be here for him, even if they throw me out. They can try-

Tap . . . Tap . . . Evangeline tapped her stylish nails against her desk while looking over the window, ignoring everyone's frowns and glares. Even ignoring the teacher's warning for her to stop tapping her nails. But the teacher finally gave up when she warned for the tenth time, and still, Evangeline ignored her. Though Evangeline appeared bored and indifferent, her brain, however, was in a mad scrambles of reasons as to why Eric was absent today.

It was a much better orgasm than she’d ever had with her hairbrush and Scott was the furthest thing from her mind. Her climax only seemed to egg the creature on even more, and he pumped her dominantly, needing to reach his own release. With one final twitch of his nuts the creature came, and jet after jet of hot, sticky goo sprayed into Evangeline’s fertile young body. She moaned in agonizing passion. And passed out.

Dark hair, dark eyes, pale skin, and the sweetest piece of ass anyone has ever seen with a temper of a lioness. It reminded me of someone, someone who fucking stabbed me in the back. It piqued my interest in this mysterious vicious beauty but then again Evangeline can't kill anyone, she is too much of a baby to actually hurt someone. I gathered all the fucking information, anything that could tie Evangeline to the Morrettis. It wasn't hard to figure out that Evangeline's mother had run away from home at the age of twenty-one with Elijah Bolton and her full name was Mary Celia Moretti.

Not me. Once again, Evangeline took a deep breath. She began to swing her steps as she entered the coffee shop where she last met Gustav. She deliberately avoided meeting at the DnA Property building. Her business was with the Langley family lawyer, not with Rick. She only needed to sign the inheritance deed transfer letter and a statement of no objection in the event of other relinquishments.

I would cross that bridge later. Evangeline's eyes scanned the tent. Her nostrils flared as she breathed in the scent of the space. I hated that about witches. Their senses were nearly as sensitive as a dog, and she seemed to be able to pick up on even the most subtle of changes in an environment. "Then, why is she sharing your tent?" Evangeline asked accusingly. Her blonde hair streamed around her like flowing water. "You should know all about strangers sharing your tent."

I looked at the waitress and sighed softly. Evangeline: Please leave us alone. She quickly left the table, and I sighed again, nervously clasping my hands under the table. Evangeline: I have… certain gifts… given by the Goddess… including the ability to have visions… when I look at water… I see poison in it… but it was also one of the first visions I had… Carl: Yes, you even advised me to only drink spring water… Evangeline: That's it… when the waitress arrived with the pitcher… the vision flashed back to me and I saw the water become cloudy.