Evans Nikopoulos Novels & Stories

Joel Evans is sitting behind his desk, looking at his laptop through wire-rimmed glasses, wearing a frown that suggests that he’s not in a good mood. I use the moment of his distraction to take him in. I have a boyfriend, but even I can appreciate my boss’ good looks. And that is an understatement. Mr. Evans isn’t far from fifty, but he can easily grace the covers of magazines. I am sure he has in the past, as an aspiring hot billionaire; he would’ve had the photographers drooling. Over six feet of lean, solid muscle, his black hair going silver at the temples, and eyes that could have people drowning in them if they look too closely. As my friend Natalie says, totally droolworthy. Which mak

"Congratulations. I've been hearing how you've been preparing to take over from Westby and get married to that boring daughter of his." I laughed, a cold, hard sound. "So you mean you’ve been engaging in gosssip for the past few weeks," I said, my voice low. "Seems you don't have a better job to do. Perhaps you're tired of your job as Alpha." Evans smiled, his teeth sharp. "Keeping tabs on you give me that adrenaline rush that I need," he said, "nothing comes close to giving me kind of excitement." He nodded, and his pack attacked.

“I promise.” “Then why are you here?” Evans takes a small step back and runs a hand down his worn face. “Because I want to help you.” I slowly turn my gaze to Caius whose expression is dripping with disdain. He raises his brow slightly, his face silently asking if I can believe the nerve of this guy. If I wasn’t so rattled with nerves I might laugh instead I take a step back and nod for him to explain further. Evans adjusts the small backpack around his shoulders and sways slightly beneath his weight.

Firstly, to kill that Collins kid, and secondly, to save Vince. "Can they save Vince?" Eugene asked, suddenly more alert. "Yes." Evan nodded. He continued, "Mr. Ivans is a high-ranking official in the Eastern Ocean military. He has infiltrated Camland specifically to target the new chief instructor of Basalt!" "What?" Eugene was nearly scared to death. They were targeting the chief instructor of Basalt? Was that not madness? He began to regret coming here with Evan, regretting that he had learned far too many things he should not have.

Evans took a deep breath and also made sure his voice was clear, “I know that. And I am not a kid, Nathan. I am 20 years old and will be 21 by next month! I can decide on my own and guess what?” Nathan had a bad feeling as he looked at the quirked brows of Evans, “What?” He answered. Evans smiled brightly then said with a sharp look, “You are my first and the one who opened me to this. I feel like I enjoyed this and would want to explore more, so… if you don’t agree, then I can comfortably look for someone else.” He said and seeing how Nathan's eyes flashed with anger, he smiled brightly as if he had won the first bet, “I am handsome and at the same time cute. Many would want me if I beckone

Hector never leaves my heart; he's always causing me small aches that brings a lot of sadness in me. I opened the TV for noise in my room and walked to the terrace of my room and sat down, I watched the visible stars in the sky as the cold breeze hit. I was listening to the TV while closing my eyes and I heard this. “Director Christian Evans is back in service after new Director Hector Evans stepped down as the director yesterday, Director C. Evans has named Davidson Hudges as assistant director in charge of the New York Field Office. He most recently served as the special agent in charge of the Philadelphia Field Office.” n-no.

My throat is tight, paralyzed by animal terror. Niko enters next, closing the door behind him. He does not look at me right away. He inspects the room with the clinical curiosity of an entomologist studying an insect in its jar. He runs a finger over the table, examining the dust. — Is this where you wanted to come back, Eva? To this... dump? His voice is calm, but every word is a scalpel's cut. Do you prefer this misery to what we offer you? I finally find a fragment of voice, a breath.

Noah asks again fuming. “This has nothing to do with your dad, he was the first person to break his marriage vows.” His mom says with a frown. “Such a fucking role model for your kids.” Noah says. “Sofi let’s go.” He says and I nod yes. “It’s nice to see you again Sofia.” His mom says and I nod yes with a smile and then follow Noah into the pool house. Noah opened a cupboard and grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniel’s and poured himself one. “You want some?”

Cars drove past us as we remained on the side of the road in silence, the silence in the air carrying thick tension. “Fuck!” Nikolas yelled in frustration. I jumped and scooted away from him if that was even possible. “I didn’t take Genevieve to New York because I hadn’t seen her in months. She’s Aurora’s best friend but she’s nothing to me. Yes, I’ve fucked her before but it was years ago and it was once. Worst fucking decision of my life.” His voice was gentle and looked at me with the most sincere look I had ever seen before. I was shocked. That was not the narrative Aurora had fed me. She’d told me they were in a relationship.

They head down the corridor, and then Eva calls back, “We don’t have time for assholes.” I clench my fists. “Fucking bitch will wish she never stood up to me.” Nik places a hand on my shoulder, smirking. “And here I was thinking you’d gone soft, letting Rizzo get away with it.” I glare at him. “Rizzo is alright. Even you like him.” He nods. “Hate to admit it, but the kid is a tough cookie and I like him, yeah.” He glances after Eva. “But what exactly are you going to do to her?”