Eve Secret Novels & Stories

"Do you know who owns this news outlet?" ​"A shell company," I said. "Venture capital." ​"No," Sarah said. ​She turned the tablet toward me. ​"It’s funded by a trust. The 'E.V. Legacy Trust.'" ​My heart stopped. ​E.V. ​Eleanor Vane. ​"My mother is dead," I said. ​"Is she?" Sarah asked. "Because the trust was activated an hour ago. From a secure location in the North Atlantic. And the first thing they did was buy the rights to this interview."

The vault doors slammed shut. Elena stared at the words glowing on the terminal. SUCCESSION PHASE TWO: ACTIVE. AUTHORIZED BY: EVA CROSS. Her first instinct was denial. “Eva wouldn't do this.” Daniel looked at her. “You're certain?” “Yes.” “She has access to the network.” “I know.” “She knows what the Covenant did.” “I know.” “And she knows what happens if she takes control.” Elena turned toward him. “Exactly. That's why she wouldn't.”

Shit. “You know what I think?” Evee chimes in, far too cheerful for this conversation. “I think you need to get laid. Badly. You’re radiating desperation. Men pick up on that. It’s like a signal.” She grins. “You need to get back on the market.” “No,” I say flatly, not even looking at her.

“If we can’t secure this system, we’re dead in the water. They’ll have full access to everything we’ve built—every military operation, every secret project.” Eva’s eyes flicked to the side of the room, where a series of encrypted files lay open on one of the terminals. Something about them caught her attention. She moved toward the terminal, her fingers flying over the keyboard as she accessed the files. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw the name on one of the documents: *Project Requiem*.

I forwarded it to Eva with a message. "The world knows you have claimed me now. So I am never letting you go 🥰. -D"

she says. “ I have come to you that we should........Brianna cuts in. “ Your plans has never worked? What I want is the bad news that your daughter Evelyn is dead if you do not have such news to share with me, get out if car” he says and she got out of the car and Brianna drives off the road a furiously. Evelyn didn't get down from the car, she followed Brianna and when Brianna got home she gets out of the car and walks into the house furiously.

"You've worked for years. You must have saved up a lot, right?" I opened my eyes to find my mother expectantly staring at me. She asked me the same question in my last life. I was abducted by human traffickers twenty years ago. Finally, I was reunited with my family. The moment I moved back home, my parents began to ask about and hint at my savings. I was vigilant and kept quiet. However, I had not expected them to be able to hear my thoughts. They were even to lure me into thinking about my bank account details, passwords, and PIN codes. While I was away, they stole the 200,000 I had been saving up for my own shop.

“Don’t cry, please.” “I should have said it long ago,” Eve whispered between shaky breaths. “But I was scared… scared someone would see me, would hurt me. Especially after Daze… after he…” The words hit a wall inside her, and she broke again. “I miss him so much.” I saw the guilt in Elsa’s eyes. She looked at me, asking silently if she could tell me. I nodded. She deserved the truth. Elsa leaned close to Eve and whispered, “Calm down. Daze isn’t dead.”

Evelyn needed to equip him with the one thing Julian couldn't buy: critical thinking and unbreakable identity. Evelyn started an intensive, personalized program with Lucas, dubbed the Unseen Curriculum, designed to fortify his mind against manipulation. * Lesson 1: The Principle of the Code: Lucas was already highly intelligent. Evelyn began teaching him the basics of secure communication and encryption—not through a computer, but through logic games, puzzles, and ciphers. She taught him the importance of the key and that the most important information is always hidden. This lesson provided him with a conceptual framework for understanding the secrecy surrounding his life without generating

She stormed into the elevator, took it straight to the executive floor, and pushed open Gabriel’s office. Empty. She turned to his assistant. “Where is he?” The assistant looked startled. “He’s… at home.” “With her?” “I… can’t disclose that—” Emily slammed the door shut and walked to Gabriel’s desk. The monitor was still on. She scrolled through the emails—searching. And then she saw it. The file: “Asset Reinstatement – E.F.G.” Eve’s initials. Her name is going back on everything. Emily stared at the screen.