Eve After Dark Compton Novels & Stories

It was a mix of multiple scents and at each inhale a new mix of scents came in. “Eva allow me to introduce you. This is Alpha Johannes Hunter, he is the Alpha of the Red Moon Pack.” Alexandrov spoke out as Alpha Carter walked up to Eva and outstretched his hand. Alpha Hunter waited for Eva to grasp his hand but Eva didn’t. “My Apologies, Eva is blind” Alexandrov added. Alpha hunter understood and simply pulled Eva into a hug. Eva inhaled his scent and stored it in memory. “This here is Alpha Donovan Carter, he is the Alpha of The Snowflower PAck”

I yelled and the darkness went I could see the demon, a human muscle with red glowing eyes, I have her" I shouted and my grey fur lit up, I was a hell-hound with fire for fur and red glowing eyes " let's finish this," I said and threw a slash bit moved out of the way " Jack we don't have to do this again, you. will kill yourself and so will she" / " I better try, " I tried again but it just disappeared ," Jack get away from me" Eve shouted to the air " you beast get away from me " she shouted swinging her hands in the air

The elder vampire turned around, with the gun still in his hand, and pulled the trigger. Mason's eyes widened and he gasped as the vervain bullet pierced through his skin and became lodged in his chest. He staggered back and fell to the ground, unmoving. Harley screamed as Demitri pulled the trigger two more times to triple the dosage of vervain; making it impossible for Mason to break through.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

Meave Spelman. 3 days. That's how long I've been stuck in Cressida woth a stupid gold collar on my neck disabling my ability to perform magic nor communicate with my Family or anyone witch at all. I've been stuck in his Mansion but I had the company of Anessa; Xavier and Xander's Little sister. Meryl; Xander's mate who is pregnant. Anessa is some kind of Spiritual Vampire. She sees the past and future and can communicate with the dead. And many other things.

Evan cried. “You came back to ensure he died,” Nick said kneeling. “You did that.” He said looking at Evan. “Go back to the future, you will face another darkness, your mother will seek you again, she is only gone now, but her soul still plagues this world, new darkness as awakened. You’ve only killed one; there are others more sinister than his. Go now you are who they seek, and they will not stop until they have you.” -The End-

His heart ached at the hatred he saw in her eyes—the hatred she harbored for him because of another man. Suddenly, Beverly stopped in her tracks and glanced at Evan. At that moment, Evan's heartbeat quickened. "Skyscape Tech…" Beverly mumbled, putting the pieces together. "Ms. Graham, I don't think I'll be visiting your company after this." Evan ran Skyscape Tech. Beverly returned to the lounge and hauled a slightly tipsy Damien to his feet. He was confused until they left the lounge, where he ran into Evan—then he sobered up.

Simon doesn’t react at all, as I think he was too busy staring at me to see them step out. “How sweet. The good girl and her golden retriever. I was starting to think you'd never come out.” Eve's thick sarcasm gives me an instant skin crawl of rage, and I know that instead of heading home when she left hours ago, she's been out here flexing her gifts and biding her time to see me. She likes to go out at night in the moonlit woods, using the power that scares others or concerns my parents. She’s always been a weirdo who was drawn to the dark.

The darkness was absolute. When Ethan initiated the Blackout Protocol, he hadn’t just cut the power to the flower shop; he had sent a localized electromagnetic pulse through the Hawke Tower mainframe, cascading down the coast. The violet sensors of the SUVs died instantly, leaving Julian and Cassandra Reed blind in the middle of a Maine blizzard. But the darkness wasn't just an absence of light. It was a predator. The Hunter in the Garden Aria felt Ethan’s hand drop from hers. In the void, she heard the rustle of his tailored wool coat hit the porch floor. He was shedding the billionaire skin, preparing for a type of combat that didn't involve contracts or boardrooms.

PROJECT HARTMAN – Classified – Origin: Blackwood Enterprises. She stared at it until words blurred, wondering how many more layers of smoke and mirrors she’d need to burn through before finding truth—then wondering, with quiet dread, whether Adrian’s face would still be there when the smoke cleared. Part II Morning bled quietly through the blinds, striping the loft in shards of pale gold. Evelyn drifted awake to the scent of strong coffee and rain still whispering outside the windows.