Eve A นิยาย & เรื่องราว

he slammed the heel of his leather-clad palm on the steering wheel with a snarl. "What are you talking about." Ace fished out his phone, used the facial reconstruction to unlock it, and then handed it to me. It was already opened to a video that began playing. I recognized the setting immediately. It was another frat party in the same house I had been in. Red and blue solo cups were strewn across the cream carpets that held unknown stains — I didn't even want to know what those stains were.

He groaned and fell at his side. “Dust!” Cartel went to him and touched him with his feet but he wasn’t moving up, his head was placed on the ground and he didn’t bring them up. He went over to the bars and shook them, calling for help. Eve came out of the cab, stared at the mansion of Wesley, and after taking a deep breath she walked into the house. Her fingers went over the doorbell and she rang it. The door was opened immediately and Vero's face came out through the door.

◇NO POV◇ Violet and salomi never thought about consequences of their momentary aversion for them the problem solved but they don't know that they started the real fight right now eva started hating three of them already but this situation gave rise to poisonous grudge in her she is eva stele one and only heiress of stele family she is daughter of richest man in the city born with a golden spoon made her spoiled brat she thought anything can be won by money and power every student of the college envy her beauty and power the only people who goes against her is salomi, violet and srinithi

, I nodded, strode over to the chairs, placed my butt on one and started filling the form. BASIC INFORMATION Full Name Eve H John Gender Female Title Miss Race Other/Two or more races Birthday 16/08/2002 SSN. 620-03-3XXX ADDRESS Street 904 Armbrester Drive City Santa Monica State CA State Full California Zip Code 90401 Phone No. 310-451-XXXX Mobile No. 310-980-XXXX E-mail eviehjo@gmail.com

Thank you once more. With all my love. Evw

The screen buzzed to life. Gray interface. Dated. Lines of code blinked in slow rhythm, like a heartbeat trapped in wires. > VAULT SURVEILLANCE LOG Select Subject ID: — E.V. — L.V. — [REDACTED] Load Date: — Her initials. Eliora’s. And a third... erased. Leora’s hand hovered for a moment before she tapped E.V. Eliora Vespera. The screen flickered. Lines scrambled. Pixels restructured. And then, the past came alive.

Around 21:30, I’m chilling in bed, watching TV, while lazily scrolling on my phone, debating whether to call one of my girls, when I get a text alert. It’s Eva.

As the green light hit, the car wheels moved forward as I pressed the phone on my ears. “Princess…” I sighed, hearing Evan’s voice, “it worked.”

She nodded slowly, giving him the reassurance he sought even though her mind was scrambling to make sense of it. Damon turned back to his mother. “So which one were you able to secure?” Evelyn sat up straighter — pleased, almost preening. “The V.R.S. Gala.” Damon blinked. “I’ve never heard of it. Is it a new company?” Evelyn didn’t respond immediately. She reached into her dress pocket and pulled out her phone, then began scrolling with swift, practiced flicks of her thumb. Her nails clicked lightly on the screen as she searched. “I think so,” she murmured. “I wanted the Aurelia Estate Gala, the one your father's done business with in the past… but for some reason, it was already reserved. A

Eve. The entire clearing froze. No one dared to breathe; no one dared to move. Eve looked exactly as she had inside Ava’s vision small, delicate, and entirely harmless. Except for the glaring, undeniable fact that dozens of hardened, heavily armed adults were suddenly paralyzed with terror at the mere sight of her. Eve’s brilliant eyes bypassed the weapons, ignored the tactical teams, and looked past Gabriel and Evelyn. They locked directly onto Ava. Then, slowly, the corners of her mouth curved upward.