Novel & Cerita Eve's After Dark

Just as Eve turned around, she found a pair of hazel eyes staring at her with panic and regret. Wow, regret? Would all men show regret right after they had an affair? "Let go of my hand," she muttered under her breath. The elevator doors chimed and then opened to reveal an empty space with no one in sight. It was Tuesday at 2 am. A sane person would choose to curl up under the covers because tomorrow, they would be back to their busy routines at their offices. However, on this cold night, Eve chooses to put aside her tiredness after her long shift at the hospital because she wants to surprise Andres on his birthday—and unfortunately, she is the one who gets a surprise from him.

Alessio rasped. “I brought a plus one,” Noa choked. Ivy appeared at the entrance, already firing into the vents, the hiss of gas slowing but not stopping. And then Eve’s voice, piped in through the intercom, cold and cruel and way too calm. “Well, well, well. Look who finally made it to the afterparty.” Noa spun. “Come out and face me, you coward.” Eve laughed. “Why would I do that when I have such a great view from here? You are bleeding. Him dying. She's failing.”

When evening came, the staff took the babies to the nursery while Ethan left the ward to go check up on his grandfather. Eve was deeply engrossed in playing games with her phone. After some time, she dropped the phone on the table beside the bed and rested her head on the pillow, yawning. And in the middle of the night, she woke up to an unsettling feeling in her heart. Her eyes went to Ethan who had returned and was deeply asleep on the couch. She got down from the bed after taking a sip of water from a glass, then she entered the bathroom. Eve patted her chest as she came out of the bathroom, that unsettling feeling increasing. When she was just about to sit on the bed, the light went out

I took a step out into the blinding light. And froze. Parked haphazardly behind Adam’s car, its driver’s door hanging open as if someone had arrived in a tremendous hurry, was a sleek, familiar black sedan. Leaning against it, wearing a razor-sharp black suit and a smile as cold as ice, was Eve Lancaster. She lifted a hand in a slow, mocking wave. “Hello, darling,” she purred, her eyes flicking from my tear streaked face to Adam’s horrified one behind me. “Are we interrupting something?”

eve snapped, her words only got max more angry as he glared at her. "i want to live my life without your shadow looming over me, i want to protect the people i love wihtout your option , i want to live without you mother, youa re the posion, i need to get rid of."max snapped and with every word, eve paled "you dont mean that, you dont mean those words"she snapped at him, shaking her head , like she coudlnt believe he had said those words to her.

It was a mysterious feeling, but Priestess Eva could only watch in helplessness as her beating heart left her body lifeless and ruined. After the unsurmountable pain of watching her heart being severed out of her own chest, Priestess Eva could only fall down in the unending darkness that seems to be infinitely magnified by the pain, despair and hatred that she feels. She has long been curious about death, but seeing it now feels so terrifying. She wondered what comes after death, but only darkness welcomes her with its arms wide open, then there is nothing else, only pure darkness.

His hand found the small of her back, possessive and certain. "Professional with an edge," Eve said. "I'm trying this new thing where I'm both versions of myself at the same time." "I like it," Dimitri said, his eyes dark with something that had nothing to do with her outfit and everything to do with the fact that she was his. "It suits you." They took his car to Sinners, and as they drove through Manhattan, Eve watched the city transition from corporate towers to the grittier, more industrial waterfront where the club was located. The evening was settling into night, the sky darkening from blue to purple to black.

I noticed only the approaching, blinding light, and I closed my eyes, not wanting to witness my entry into the afterlife, if this indeed was heaven and I was truly gone. "Celeste!" I froze. My heart rate slowed. When I reopened my eyes, I was left speechless as Arik stood before me, swiftly removing the bomb strapped to my body along with the chains. I saw and heard him commanding his men to defuse the bomb outside, and I spotted the black Ford Raptor behind him, its high beams casting a brilliant glow. I wasn't dead. I was still here. "Oh, God. Fuck it!"

I don’t know what type of person I would be if it weren't for her, if I would be evil like him or a complete basket case locked away in some mental hospital. My ever-pleasing normal life was all I’d ever want at that point, I had one brush with the chaos and darkness in the world, and I didn’t find it appealing. I sat down at the end of the day and watched a little bit of the news to see the bad things before I put on some old sitcom and drank a glass of wine. “A fire disrupted shipping in the east bay tonight as three warehouses went up in a blaze, the fire department is working hard to keep the inferno contained,” I grabbed my glass of wine and switched over the TV.

However, not long after, some of the customers also began staring at their screens with shocked looks on their faces. Avery was curious, as she stared at the shocked expressions on their faces, completely lost. She wondered what was going on. What were they all staring at or watching? Out of curiosity, she tried to inch close to one of the customers but Jeffery approached her, grabbing her hand and pulling her back to the counter. He dropped his phone on the counter. “There.” He said to her while she picked up the phone. A live stream was on, showcasing a very badly damaged military camp, with several mutilated bodies lying all around. There were puddles of blood all around, coming together