Evans Soul Eater Novels & Stories

It seemed like a simple statement to him, something he’s gotten used to, but his words struck me like an arrow through the heart. I couldn’t wrap my head around the idea of Evan not having a soul. Despite the fact that he was genuinely undead, he was one of the most interesting people I’d ever met. He was brimming with so much personality that if he had no soul, it called into question just where personality comes from. If not the soul, what was it that made us people? He made me feel so alive that him being soulless just didn’t feel possible. “Oh . . . I’ll try.”

I pressed my bloody hand to the steering wheel, leaving a crimson print. "I swear by my blood and my broken heart," I whispered to the darkness. "Evangeline Cross will pay for what she's stolen from me. Even if I have to sell my soul to make it happen." Lightning flashed across the sky, as if the universe itself had heard my vow. And in that moment of brightness, I could have sworn I saw something in the clouds, a pair of silver eyes, watching me with ancient amusement. The Soul Eater was waiting. And I was coming to make a deal.

“Evan…” His broad shoulders prevented my legs from closing together, tongue darting out, licking flat on my still sensitive core. He didn’t care if he’s tasting me... tasting himself on me. He set his mind on one thing... marking me. Evan’s searching tongue found my clit, circling, biting, turning me into a breathless mess. He groaned, eating me like a starved man in a buffet, and he wasn’t full yet. “Oh, fuck!” I cried when he inserted two thick digits inside me, joining in the sweet torture of his tongue. “Evan, please… I’m sorry… I’m sorry...”

“Welcome to Zone 1 , darling. The Playground of the Damned.” I blinked at him. “The what?” He chuckled, though it wasn’t funny at all. “The Playground. Zone 1 . The system calls it Erevos. Fancy sci-fi name for a death trap, if you ask me.” My chest tightened. “What the hell do you mean, system?” He stood and pointed toward a massive screen glowing at the far end of the room. The light from it painted everyone’s faces in eerie blue. “See that?” he said. “That’s the Overseer. The AI that runs this shitshow.”

“I don’t want to sleep. I want to keep on drinking.” “Tell the kitchen to make some hangover soup for him, Mrs. Graham,” Matthias ordered while he prepared to go upstairs. However, Evan clung to him again before he could take the first step. At this moment, Evan was like a ghost who pestered someone with all its might and would never stop until it captured the person’s soul. “Shut up and be quiet,” Matthias warned in a stern voice. I’ll never let Evan touch alcohol again, he thought to himself. Since he didn’t want to care about Evan anymore, he ran out right away—Heather probably hadn’t gone far at this time. Now that Matthias had finally gotten rid of Evan, he had to send her home safely t

Michael introduced him as Gustavo. Next came the man to the left who was much smaller, but just as stocky as Gustavo. His raven black hair was shaved at the sides and the long hair left at the top was tied in a ponytail. His eyes were black as night, devoid of all emotions as he glared at Asher. His mouth which turned down in a frown had a nasty scar right above his top lip. Also like Gustavo, this man sported tattoos all along his arms and up around his neck as well. Michael deemed him to be Stefen. Neither man spoke as they took Asher in. Their eyes held no signs of interest or warmth as they examined him. Under their scrutinizing gazes Asher could feel himself wanting to shrink bac

I said as I meet his eyes and I saw the glint of sadness and loneliness as he smiled at me and then turned around to gather his things. When he took his leave, I sat there looking at Cassidy, and for a moment, I let myself feel the familiar sadness and loneliness. Regretting my decision and wish that I could spend more days with Devon, as me, as Hannah, and not us someone else. Suddenly, I felt my heart aching, Lucy's heart seemed to stop beating. I grabbed the arms of the chair as I gasp for air. I breathe in deeply and I calmed for a bit. "Damn, this body is weak. I need to do something fast." I got my mom's phone from her purse and searched for possession of dead bodies. I was horrified b

"Why? How about someone sign a contract with the devil himself." "Ooh that's much worse. Here, let me tell you fact's I've heard about him. And how he can be destroyed." She came closer and gave me a tiny thing in her hand. "What?" "Eat it." "Why?" "Just trust me." A relaxed smile worked up to her face. I ate it. There wasn't really much choice. I wanted to figure out who I was dealing with, or why I had to be the one to deal with him. Immediately it got to my mouth, it changed all the taste buds in my tongue. It tasted soured, and bitter and sweet, all at the same time. Like I was having a meal of lemon and lime. I knew I would pass out when my stomach gave

He pointed at the map, his finger thunking against the pool table. “Eliza Wrath?” Jo repeated. The thought had crossed her mind, a long time ago, before she was put in charge of this mess. It was not a move her dad was likely to make if he were here and in charge. No one trusted Eliza before she’d made the decision to leave LIGHTS for her own personal reasons. Now that she was married to a Vamp, even if Lucas was different than most of the others, they trusted her even less. He was Souled, which meant when he’d been turned, he hadn’t become some demonic version of himself. Instead, he was essentially the same person as he was before. He just needed blood to survive. Most Souled Vampires had

"I just wanted to say that Sebastian will do anything so save your grandmother. Don't let your self believe on anyone except on us." "If I trust you can you give my grandmother back to me? And who is Matheus? Why did he take my grandmother ?!" I promise with a trembling voice. "Matheus is the king of Orpheus. He's an evil and he'll do anything to destroy us." Its a cold answer. "And what have we got to do with you? We are just humble people." Is it just human? "Yes you're a human ... but, your grandmother is vampire." A vampire?