Evelyn American Psycho Novels & Stories

"How about you come to my hotel room tonight? I’ve booked the penthouse in Gardenia." I try not to say anything I’ll regret, just like when I agreed to make a deal with this Psycho. If I have other choices, I will not even consider asking for his help. However, my options are limited. And giving him what he wants is the price I have to pay for this deal. He can have my body, but from hereon, I will have my freedom. "I understand. I’ll see you tonight," I say before getting inside the car waiting for me.

"Do as you please Sin, but, remember that I have the upper hand here." I take a step closer to her, my eyes locked on hers. "You know, Evelyn, I used to think that maybe I made a mistake lusting after you. I was this close to actually being serious with you back then But now, I realize you're just a toxic, manipulative, and delusional human being. You are sick in the head, Evelyn." She laughs a cold, mirthless sound. "I am sick?" She yells pointing a finger at herself. "Mae is the sick one here for going after what belongs to me."

LILY’S POV~ Is that Professor Derrin’s substitute? He is dang cute! I can't believe a thought like that would land me in something I never dared imagine. Who could this stunning professor be, the hot, sexy devil? How has he had every girl on campus drop their panties for him? To make things worse, my next-door neighbor is my psych professor. I am failing his class, and now I'm in his black book. The memories from last night came haunting me as I got ready for his class.

Hyder said. “I DID NOT DO ANYTHING!!!!!!” Without saying anything, Dr. Hyder pulled out a portable speaker. He began to play snippets of audio recordings in which Evelyn was talking to Derek Abbott. He also read out loud text messages that she sent and had received, including messages from someone called “Big Daddy.” The messages chilled me to the bone, knowing that the she-wolf they were talking about capturing was me. A couple of times, Evelyn tried to get Dr. Hyder to stop playing the audio and reading the messages, but he refused to stop until he was done. It took him at least 45 minutes to get through it all.

Turning to Evelyn, I could tell that she could feel the intense presence too, but she handled it a lot better than me. “Who are you working for?” Steven asked as he slowly turned around, revealing his murderous, blood-red eyes. “Wha-what are you talking about?” Evelyn stuttered as her entire body got petrified with fear. I started to feel dizzy from the intense pressure in the room. "Let's try that again. Did you or did you not order your plumbers to poison the mansions water with wolfsbane?" Steven asked again. Evelyn went quiet for a moment; her eyes widened in surprise, and sweat started to roll down her cheeks. "Uh, who told you that? That person is the real culprit; don't believe anythi

She thought of how he had bought her lingerie, her heart thudding twice. ‘I’m so dead.’ On their way home, Evelyn was all nervous and jittery. She kept playing with her fingers, biting her lip, or biting onto her nails. At the same time, beads of sweat coated her forehead as if she had just run a marathon. Seeing her anxiety, Damian thought it was very interesting. Evelyn was different. Her pure innocence gave him the urge to want to destroy her. That’s how he knew he was bad news for her. He would taint her beautiful soul and he didn’t want that.

making me want to rip her to bits. “I'm certain none of you here have what it takes to end a life, so I had better be on my way.” Everyone was silent. “Hello," the agent exclaimed. “Let us not waste any time, get your fucking voodoo bullshit off me.” Evelyn went closer to her. “You must think we are stupid, don't you?” The agent shrugged one shoulder. “You might not like the answer to that.” “Well, let me introduce myself to you. . . properly.” Evelyn voiced, enunciating every word. “I am Evelyn Amira Itacha, a full blooded, hundred percent b*tch filled with more magic than this planet has seen in the last eight centuries.”

Evelyn looked out the window, her eyes flashing with savagery. 'Hah! Just you wait, Melody! You're not getting out of this!' Evelyn had decided to properly use the young girl. As for the laxatives? No, it would be straight up poison! Nothing was more wonderful than having someone else do your dirty job! However, Evelyn was too busy feeling smug about her perfect plan, not knowing that the LinaBell doll was transmitting everything she said and did elsewhere with perfect clarity. - Simon could not even come up with anything foul enough to describe Evelyn. "That woman is simply heinous!"

A moment later another message followed. I wonder who you slept with to get there. Then another. Was it Sean Vale? Evelyn leaned back comfortably. The poison worked better in small doses. Not all at once. Then she sent another message. Honestly, I don't even blame you. You've always needed a powerful man behind you. Her smile widened. First Rowan. Now Sean. Another message. At least this time you picked someone richer.

“I’m fine.” Amara crossed her arms. “You slept with him again, didn’t you?” Evelyn blinked. “How do you always know?” “Because every time Lincoln appears in your life, your entire personality changes.” Evelyn looked away. “He’s not the same person anymore,” she said quietly. “And neither are you,” Amara replied. That was the problem. Later that evening, Evelyn sat alone in her apartment, scrolling through old photos she had sworn to delete years ago. Two university students.