Evelyn Incredibles 2 Novels & Stories

“Could’ve fooled me. Or are you afraid I may succeed and have something you have always dreamed of, huh?” “Please.” She rolled her eyes. “I am not scared because I know he will never stop loving his wife. You are and will be his second choice.” ***

“Project Lockstep – Activate only if Subject E-113 fails containment.” He stared at it for a long time. Then I picked up the phone. “We proceed to Phase Two. Whether she wakes up or not.” The machines hummed beside Evelyn’s bed, measuring breaths she wasn’t aware of. Her body lay still beneath the crisp sheets, bruises fading, but inside her mind was a storm she couldn’t escape. Flashes—Lucian’s eyes before the explosion, Julian’s howl, Emily’s lifeless body. Her own hands soaked in blood.

"Dad no !" The door opened and I knew it was Gia and the twins , I looked up and the second I saw the look on her face panic set in my stomach this couldn't be happening. Deep inside I wanted it to be a dream , but the realist in me knew my father was not okay ... All Rights Reserved © #KCMmuoe

Jing Yue ignored the faltering lights, and before she knew it, he had pressed her gently against the wall of the elevator, with his lips positioned dangerously but fascinatingly above hers. The memory of how it had happened in the past came to him. Ying Xue had slipped on her tall high heels. When he caught her, she looked deep into his eyes, absorbing all the passion he had in him. Their lips had been on the verge of meeting, when the doors of the elevator opened and a passenger entered the elevator, causing them to stop midway.

The surrounding skin was swollen and raw, the dried blood dark and crusted. My legs felt weak as I inched closer, trembling all over. I kneeled by her side, carefully cleaning her up. Eve kept her eyes tightly shut, but tears continued to stream down her cheeks. I hugged her trembling body tightly. "Eve, let’s try to escape again! I’m ready this time. We’ll go together." Her eyes fluttered open, a hint of confusion in them. "Can I... really still get out?" I nodded firmly. She gently squeezed my hand, and a flicker of hope returned to her eyes.

“Another little girl?” She stepped outside to the playground, where her breath caught. Zenda. He was kneeling beside Cecily and a girl she recognized from the mall; Lily. Cecily’s cheeks were still wet with tears, but she was smiling now, munching on cookies Lily had shared. Zenda was saying something that made them both laugh. The sight softened Evelyn’s tensed shoulders until instinct kicked in. Her daughter. With a man. Zenda. She stepped forward quickly, brows raised in alarm. But before she could say anything, Cecily spotted her.

"I knew you'd do it," Evelyn said over the phone, her voice dripping with pride, "Megan has never been any match for you." "You're right, mother, this was way easier than I thought, she couldn't even say a word," Brittany laughed. "Yes, that's just the first phase of our plan, now we are ready to move on to phase two," Evelyn said. Brittany smiled with happiness as she replied, "I'm ready when you are, mother." Evelyn's laughter echoed over the phone, she told Brittany to be ready for the next move. "I know exactly what to do next," Evelyn assured her as she hung up.

Evelyn Vale looked directly into the security camera for one brief second before the footage ended abruptly. Silence crashed through the office. Nobody moved. Nobody spoke. I stared at the frozen screen while something dark and catastrophic unfolded slowly inside my chest. Impossible. Absolutely impossible. Beside me, Elon looked stunned. “Fort…” I barely heard him. Because there was only one thought repeating violently through my head now: Evelyn died two years ago. ELON’S POV Nobody warned me rich people had this many resurrection subplots. The silence inside the office felt suffocating after the video ended.

A soft knock tapped at the infirmary door. “High Healer Clara, your howlstone’s been buzzing.” An apprentice handed me the crystal device. Their eyes lingered, but I was used to that. “Thank you,” I said simply. I answered. “Clara, it’s Mom. Killian’s turning thirty-three today. We’re having dinner—will you join us?” My breath caught. Only she had known the truth. The night I collapsed in Killian’s arms, when the Moon claimed me, Her voice had reached my mother too. She swore silence while the world mourned me.

Alvin and Ian look between them, waiting for a plan to form. Evelyn closes her eyes, letting her mind race. She knows that the house is under siege, and that Victor’s Betas will eventually get in. But she knows that they don’t have time to wait for that. So what they need, now, is for her father’s Betas to lay down their arms. Her eyes fly open. “Alvin,” she says, looking down at her boy. “How did you talk to all of the Betas all at once? Out on the field? To command them?”