Eve's After Dark Novels & Stories

Blake's sobs soon followed at the sight of nothingness, darkness and that one hole on the ceiling. "L-luca, p-please. Get me o-out of here, p-please." Sobbed Blake in despair, his lips quivering in fear. The shivers didn't stop to crawl on his skin, as the thought of not getting out there forever started to eat his soul. He crawled backwards until a cold wall hit his back, as the sound of chains echoed around the dark room.

Dominik Dawn bleeds across the sky in muted shades of grey and rose, the light creeping into the suite and falling across the bed. It illuminates the aftermath of our war. The sheets are completely ruined. And in the middle of it all lies Eve, a fallen queen in a conquered kingdom. She’s fast asleep, her body finally succumbing to the absolute exhaustion I inflicted upon it. Her dark hair is a wild tangle on the pillows, her lips are swollen, and a faint, purplish bruise blooms on the pale skin of her throat where my hand held her.

"Say you're mine." "I'm yours! Only yours!" Mr. Mike came with a roar, filling her pussy one final time, and Eva came with him, her final orgasm of the day ripping through her with devastating intensity. When he finally pulled out and collapsed beside her, both of them were covered in sweat, cum, and exhaustion. "Education complete," Mr. Mike said, pulling her against him. "You passed." THE AFTERMATH Three days later, Eva went home. Ryan was confused about where she'd been....she'd lied about a girls' trip....but he was happy to see her, immediately suggesting they "reconnect" in the bedroom.

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.

Eve backed away from the door, she was going somewhere by 7 tonight. She hurried back to her room and shut the door, who was Sadie talking to and what were they gonna talk about at a building? There was only one way to know. “Eve I’m leaving, ain’t you gonna kiss me goodbye.” He dip his hands in his pocket, and Eve tipped on her toe and kissed his cheek. Wesley smiled and opened the car door. “I might not be home tonight, don’t wait for me.” “I wasn’t planning to.” She frowned.

Author's POV Mira groaned in her sleep and blinked her eyes open, she sat up while grabbing her throbbing head and puffy eyes. She had to blink multiple times to see clearly and her eyes fell on Damon who was ready for the day and was looking at her. He smirked evilly and clicked her pictures, she was looking wild in messy hair and a swollen red face. "Cute!" She threw the pillow at him while hiding her face. "What happened last night?" He handed her hangover pills and a glass of water.

I held the vase and imagined talking to my parents while waiting for midnight to arrive. I mumbled, "Mom... Dad... I'm sorry. If I had the choice, I'd take you both home with me. Please forgive me. I'm finally leaving this nightmare, and I swear I'll never see Elijah again... Not in this life or the next." Just then, Elijah kicked the bedroom door open, hard. He strode forward and smashed the vase in my hands. He shouted, "How can you be so evil? You actually put mango in Abby's cake! She's in the hospital now with an allergic reaction, fighting for her life!"

The anchor's crisp, formal voice rang out, "At approximately 3 p.m. yesterday, a serious accident occurred on Clem Road in the suburbs…" Liam's head snapped up, his eyes locking onto the screen. The footage cut to the crash site—mangled metal, scattered debris, the red and blue lights of emergency vehicles flashing violently. That intersection was exactly where he'd left me yesterday. "Liam, what's wrong?" Alexa noticed his face had gone ashen. Following his gaze to the TV, a secret thrill flickered in her chest. 'If Khloe is dead, all the better,' Alexa thought gleefully.

“I’m not scared. I’m energized. Honestly, the danger only makes me want you more. I can’t wait to have that sweet pussy in my bed again. Tonight, tomorrow, whenever I can get you alone—I’m going to own every inch of you.” I couldn't respond. I didn't want to admit how much his words ignited a fire in my blood, even as my conscience screamed at me to run. I turned away, ducking past him and toward the heavy oak door. I needed air. I needed to find Evelyn—Adrian’s mother—and lose myself in the bustle of the estate so I could stop feeling like a walking, breathing sin. I slipped out into the dimly lit hallway, my heels clicking softly against the marble. I kept my head down, searching for Evely

I asked. “How is that your business?!” I sighed hard. Frank Maximus’s unhinged screaming had irritated my brain quite enough. “Eduardo, you may proceed.” “Finally!” The watch on Eduardo’s wrist came off. He placed it on the man’s chest and engaged the hidden blades in the device. Within seconds, blood and screams became the view and song of the night. Since I had nothing else to ask the man, I urged Eduardo to do as he pleased. And I decided to call it a night because I really wanted some rest.