Evelyn Evans Novels & Stories

EVELYN The walls were closing in on me. For decades, Evelyn Caldwell had been untouchable. She had built an empire with her hands buried deep in the pockets of men too spineless to resist her, silenced enemies with a check or a blade, and raised her children like soldiers. But now? Now she was prey.

How many lifetimes of bad luck did I need to end up with such a mess? After venting, Evelyn collapsed onto the couch, exhausted. But the matter at hand still needed to be resolved. She took a deep breath and ordered the butler to find Lucy's contact details. Soon, she received a phone number. Evelyn drew in a deep breath and dialed… "Hello? Who is this?" Lucy sounded irritated, still frustrated that after posting so many videos, there wasn't any significant response. "Mrs. York, this is Evelyn Stewart," Evelyn introduced herself.

Amber shouted but Evelyn already zoomed off. Evelyn Browns is a high ranking model and she was well known in her country, America and internationally. She is not famous because she is the only daughter of the Brown family, the second richest family in America but because of her cheerful and gentle nature. "I just wish his betrothed is handsome and popular gosh!..I can't wait to snap with him and post it on my social media handles" She shouted but covered her mouth quickly. "She said not to tell anyone!" She mutters, biting her lower lips.

He had been upset after hearing about his family so she hoped he would get any more bad news. The first thing she did when she got into the kitchen was to put the coffee maker on. Then she searched for the TV controller and put the screen on. What... The crowd was bigger today. But why? Then she remembered Pam and the bad feeling she’d had. Her hand was shaking as she picked up her phone and then searched for her name. And there it was in black and white. Evelyn Bright, current girlfriend of property mogul... Who is Evelyn Bright? Evelyn Bright: from waitress to princess...

Why did it bother him? He tried to push it away. He focused on the past. On the reason he had brought her here. Years ago… His sister Evelyn had worked in Madam Carolina’s mansion. She had been young, quiet, sweet—too gentle for the cruel world around her. When she fell ill, she had begged Carolina for her wages to get medicine. But Carolina had turned her away. “She’s faking it,” she’d said. “She’s trying to guilt trip me.” Evelyn died a few weeks later wothout help. Alone. Cold. Starving.

No class. "I know." it was Evangeline’s turn to roll his eyes. "But I have to deliver some books to the library and I know he will be there. And then I’ll find a way for him to know my feelings.” [...] Evangeline woke up willing to make Ruby fall at her feet. It was another hot day in the Bronx and she was alone in the trailer. Taking advantage of Leah’s lack, Evie tasted all her dresses and opted for the most flowery. He had thin straps, valued her breasts and was slightly above the knee. After putting on her shoes that she thinks will be lucky and get the books that would be returned, Evie leaves her trailer.

The project was important for her but the man whom she was planning to work with was a fucking pervert. Evelyn after leaving Dylan had turned into one cold-blooded workaholic woman. She kept herself miles away from the relationship but the people with whom she work swooned over her beauty. At just 22 years of age, she had built her mighty empire. It wasn’t new to see her name hitting the headlines of every single newspaper. Evelyn Clarke was a powerful name in the business world and a popular figure amongst the elites. From attending social charitable events to holding conferences, giving interviews, and dealing with clients, she was flat out like a lizard drinking water.

She just HAD to be! As he watched Faidh sleep, Heath thought about how different things would be for the world, now that he had found Eve. Humanity wouldn't die out. Heath was beginning work on his PHD in Biophysics in Nineteen Eighty-Five, when he met May-Ellen Reardon. She was a Math Major who believed the world would end through a new world war. She watched every newscast she could find. She subscribed to numerous newspapers. She spent hours at the grocery store magazine racks. Any hint of conflict anywhere in the world reaffirmed her suspicions. Heath would patiently listen to her daily comments of, "see, I told you it was coming," or, "This is going to be so so bad. They're just gonna w

As I folded my few possessions, dread coiled in my chest, knowing that tonight, under the cover of darkness, I would make my escape from this torment. But just as I was about to leave my room, a voice, dripping with malice, called my name. "Evelyn!" I turned, my heart sinking, to see Lucy standing there. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying, and for a moment, I couldn't comprehend the depths of her emotions. "What do you want, Lucy?" I answered cautiously, unable to ignore the menace in her gaze. She approached me, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and insecurity. "Where was Shaun last night, Evelyn?"

Chapter 26: An Evening of Answers Evelyn’s POV The morning light filtered through the curtains as I stirred awake, the weight of anticipation pressing heavily on my chest. Today could be the day I receive news from the Karolinska Institute. I dressed quickly and made my way downstairs, where the comforting aroma of freshly brewed coffee greeted me. Claire and Bennett were already seated at the breakfast table, their faces lighting up as I entered. “Good morning, Evelyn,” Claire said warmly. “How are you feeling today?”