Evangeline Tog Novels & Stories

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.

Focussing on them all is hard. I locate the phone number on a piece of paper with other detailing on it. The paper is in the same corner it was before, held securely underneath the phone itself. Taking it, I also grab the phone and dial in the digits before I become too anxious. All in one breath, I hold the phone to my ear and squeeze my hands into fists at the familiar ringing sounds. "Alpha Tate, you call again?" I suck in a gulp of air. "This is Evangeline, his, um, Luna."

Eve decided to spice things up by slapping the vibrator severally on her clitoris and letting out a long hum. She began to jerk, goosebumps surfacing on her skin as her eyeballs disappeared. Eve's mouth was left open as they were desperately gasping for air. Her hands tired from intense swabbing but she couldn't stop herself, she was about to cum. Eve felt a delightful wave of pleasure running from her punani to the top of her back. Her breathing increased as she felt her vagina vomit a huge sum of cum. Her hand speed gradually reduced as she felt a sexual release as her cum mixed with the water. *********************

Chapter 56 Evangeline stood in front of the full-length mirror in her bedroom, carefully adjusting the hem of her dress. She chose a sophisticated, deep green dress that accentuated her figure without being too revealing. She needed to look confident and composed, especially after the events of the past night. She brushed her hair back, securing it with a delicate clip, and applied a touch of makeup to highlight her features. Today, she would visit Klein at his company, determined to clear the air and assert her place in their relationship.

“Emma, you have to live—for me and your mom.” Before I could even react, there was a splash. Eve had wasted no time leaping into the river. She pushed the boat with all her strength, propelling it forward. The boat surged ahead suddenly. My vision blurred with tears as I reached out to grab her. However, the more I tried, the further away she drifted. She waved at me, her face filled with relief and peace. I watched helplessly as her figure faded into the water until the surface was calm once again.

EVE Agatha came over one Saturday afternoon, with her arms full of shopping bags, her eyes darting with the kind of excitement that usually meant gossip. “You’ll never believe who I saw at the mall,” she announced, collapsing onto the sofa beside me. I was half-distracted, scrolling through pregnancy forums I shouldn’t even be on, but at the mention of who, my heart picked up speed. “Who?” I asked, trying to sound casual. She smirked. “Ian.”

Evangeline wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, “Do you two like each other? Has he confessed to you?” My face instantly flushed as I fumbled for a response, "M… Mom! It's nothing like that!" I waved my hands defensively, but my voice betrayed my embarrassment. Evangeline smirked knowingly, leaning in closer, "Oh, darling, you’re not fooling me. The way you just lit up at the mere mention of his name? I’ve seen that look before. So, tell me, does he make your heart race? Or better yet, does he make you forget how to breathe?"

I feed her as a precaution, if she is injured she will heal, she will not age as quickly and should she die, I will have a chance to bring her back to me. Evangeline started her life here as a my maid, an orphan of one of Halen’s cullings but there is something about her that soothes me. I trust her with my existance and she has proven her worth many times over in the five years she has been at my side.

And the rest is history. Evangeline leaned forward, her manicured nails tapping lightly against her wine glass. “As the wife of a very powerful Don, I have access to the darkest, most twisted corners of the underworld. I’ve seen things that keep me up at night. And for years, I’ve been trying to do something about it,” she held my gaze. “That’s why I want in, Viviane. I want to join you.” I blinked, taken completely off guard. “Join me?”

Then I reached down, pulling my pants down in an attempt to free my rock-hard cock that was already bulging and straining from my pants. But halfway down, my phone rang. For some reason, we both froze at the sound. I had no idea what had caused it but we both stopped at the sound. And before I could resume, a sharp, robotic voice cut through us. Incoming call... "Love of my life" is calling. Evangeline's body stiffened at the sound of that and in a split second, the vulnerable, needy look in her face vanished instantly. She slowly pulled herself away, searching for her dress. "You should answer that." Her voice was so quiet it shattered my heart.