Evans Nikopoulos Novels & Stories

LOGAN'S POV "We are not here to sell tickets, Mr Hardin. We are here for something far more important. Something that might interest you." Marcus Hardin's reply was to close his door, then raise an eyebrow. "Yes?" "My name is Zachary Evans." Zachary began to speak, smiling and running a hand through his hair, "And I am the leader and the founder of the Anti Alphonso Bohen Movement which I am sure you have seen on television." Marcus Hardin swallowed hard, and his face became flushed.

Measured him. Nicholas Evans. She knew the name the way anyone who'd spent time in business circles knew it — you didn't have to have met him to have heard it. Youngest person to take chairmanship of Evans Group after his father's sudden exit. Notoriously private. Notoriously hard to read. The kind of name that preceded him into rooms before he arrived and lingered after he left. She hadn't expected him to look like this. Quieter than the reputation. Harder to locate.

My nose touched his neck, the bubbled water singing with every little movement I made. “Where did you go?” “I talked to Olivia.” My fingers traced his collarbone down to his pectorals, following the pattern around his heart. “You didn’t tell me Vino Zakharov is Nate’s father.” Evan sighed, his hands rubbing my arms. “It wasn't my secret to tell, baby. It was Olivia’s and I don’t think Nathan knew about it.” “So that’s why Zakharov was helping him? That’s why he’s willing to have his high-ranking official killed rather than give into Klaus’ demand.”

They chuckled at his explanation. “Thanks, Skylar. You won’t regret it. I’ve called Andrea. She’s on her way here. Let me introduce you to the rest of the guys!” said Knox eagerly. Christian placed a possessive arm around her waist while Knox introduced her to a tall, tanned guy with sparkling emerald eyes. “This is our good friend from Athens, Eros Nikolaou. He owns the famous Emerald Star Cruises worldwide!” “Hi! Nice to meet you, Skylar. You’re the first woman in our group. We’re yet to settle down, you see!” He stretched his hand with a charming smile that could make any woman swoon, but not Skylar. She was already taken for life.

“Do you know who is in the picture?” Quietly, he said, caging his head in between his hands. “Yes. That's Nathan, Cara's ex fiancé.” Evans, shocked, exclaimed. “Ex fiancé? She was supposed to be married to someone else before you?” “It's a long story, man,” Jason said, trying to cut the conversation short. But he knew who exactly Evans was, he wasn't going to let things slide. “Then make it fucking short. I need to know how things went down before we know the way forward.”

I turned and looked around, my eyes met a pair of hazel ones. “Who's that man?” I asked Kate, gesturing at the tall blond who refused to look away. “Oh, him? That's Ethan. He's the Alpha of Raven claw pack. A notorious tyrant and a well-known douchebag who chases anything in a skirt” she wiped the cream off my lips with her thumb. “If you come across him, avoid him like the plague” “You think he's going to hit on a pregnant lady?” “He has been in a silent competition with Lukas for years. He would do anything to have what he has. Not only that. He's dangerous too. I heard his pack practices black magic”

Viso let out a deep irritating sigh. "Did you call me here to see you pacing around your office, enraged?" He asked Evan who had been shooting colourful curses about some whore from the last one hour. Evan stopped pacing and faced Viso before giving him a hard glare. "No, I called you here to show you this new bitch of a club and to meet the few Greeks. But that's gone now. I don't care about my Bitches anymore. I care about only one BITCH and I swear to my IDEAL that I am going to rip that BITCH apart. I am going to ruin her!" Evan's eyes were hard as he vowed to destroy Her.

He chuckled, realizing how serious Evan was about catching Nicole. It wasn't like Nicole had committed a heinous crime to have all the police stations bow down to Evan's request. However, Evan was Evan. He was Erick Thompson's son, and the city was indebted to the Thompsons. If not for the most impressive corporation in the city, many locals would be jobless. If not for Evan's recent initiatives, the Thompson Group of Companies would not be as thriving as it was today. Last, Evan was a generous soul deep down. He supported charity events and donated to the city's public hospital.

AUTHOR'S POV 💜 "I am really, really, very happy to work with you, Mr. Evander Servopoulos," the man said while looking at the big screen where the video conference was taking place. On the other side, a man in his 70s sat, his expression a mix of anger and other emotions. "I am also very happy to work with you. I hope you will make me feel that I chose the right person for a great deal, Mr. Damon Anderson," Evander Servopoulos replied, earning a smirk from Damon.

"Do you intend for her to replace your mate, Leah?" "I think the question we should be asking here is, who is your fated mate?" The fifth elder blurted again, his gaze never leaving mine. I recognized him immediately. He was Leah's father, and the only newly elected elder. He was the hot-blooded one amongst the elders. Maybe I'd start with him for my reparations. "Nikolai," he stood from his high exalted chair, as if taunting me. "Who is your fated mate?"