Novel & Cerita Evelyn Skye Books

"Want to get dinner this weekend? No strategy talk. Just... us." Hana hesitated for a beat. Then nodded. "I'd like that." As they left the bookstore, their shoulders brushed, neither pulling away. Back at Alexander's, Evelyn stood on the balcony, city lights flickering below. Her hair lifted gently in the breeze as she looked over Seoul, mind whirring. She was winning battles. But the war wasn't over. Not with Claudia still watching. Still, tonight, in the hush of the twilight skyline, she allowed herself one breath of peace.

Highly handy in a situation like this. “It takes a lot of work,” he answers carefully. I nod quickly, turning to look between the two cells Alexander pointed out. “Hello,” I say, and the prisoners look at me when they realize I’m talking to them. “For those who don’t know me, my name is Evelyn, and I’m your Luna: the Lycan King’s mate and a werewolf from the Bloodstone Pack. We know werewolves have been targeted by lycans, and we’re looking for ways to stop the violence. I’m glad you’re open to being part of the solution with us.”

Vera stood in the doorway, her jaw dropped, eyes wide as she took in Skyler's imposing frame. "Vera, this is Skyler. Skyler, this is my best friend Vera." Vera's expression shifted from shock to understanding to mischief in record time. "So you're the one. The reason she ran. The big bad wolf who broke her heart." "That's me," Skyler said evenly. "And you're the one who kept her sane. Thank you." Vera studied him for a long moment, then grabbed her purse and headed for the door. "Come on. We're getting drinks. I have questions, and you're going to answer all of them while Wren packs up this apartment."

Though Everett felt unsettled under my gaze, he forced a mask of bravado. "Y-You're Jacob Schwarz? Holy shit, you're not dead!" "Jacob Schwarz?" I gave a quiet, contemptuous laugh. "You've got it wrong. My last name is Wright—Jacob Wright." Ignoring him, I shifted my focus to Gerald Hyland, the CEO of Erape's largest airline. I spoke fluently to him in Gurman and pinpointed several major flaws in Everett's current route plan—issues I could identify at a glance from my experience as a top air traffic controller.

Chapter one Evelyn just woke up with a smile, anyway that had always been her style, because she has everything one could ever wish for. Caring parents, good brother, loved by the pack, and very beautiful, heralded as the most beautiful girl in all pack. They are wolves, her father is the Alpha and well respected, he is a good Alpha unlike stories of mean Alphas Evelyn hears about. People visit the Red moon pack just to see her and know if the rumor was true. They always ended up saying the rumor was a lie because she is more beautiful. Not that she boasts of her beauty, but she always spends her time alone. The beauty gave her jealous friends, so she was often alone or spending time indoors

'How long do you think he had been there' asked Sky? 'How would I know? I wasn't the one who held conscious' returned Evelyn. He just sat there staring at her silently like a statue. Sky let out a warning growl when he took a step towards her. It froze him on the spot, tilting his head to a side in an unspoken question. Ryan relaxed back to his previous position. Sky did not let her guard down, but stopped growling. 'What the hell are you doing? Stop ogling him and do something,' seethed Evelyn.

The butler replied. Zayn went to the study. He saw Evelyn sitting on the chair behind the desk, her head was on one of the books on the desk as she slept off. He walked over to her. He gazed at the book she was sleeping on, it was open and the notes she made were about it. 'Did she sleep all day or what?' He thought, biting back a smile. From his observation, she was only able to cover so little of just the book she was sleeping on, which was about the constitution of the Lycan race and council and their inaugurate histories.

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.

Sky's POV "Mate, mate, mate!" Evie screamed in my mind, her voice a desperate, purring melody of need. She was practically rolling over in submission, her excitement vibrating through me as if she were pacing just beneath my skin. "We are finally here, right where we belong," she sighed happily, her voice thick with longing. "Just a little more, Sky. Feel how he shudders? How his pulse is racing? He wants us—take what's ours!"

“I have no idea what you are referring to.” Nova opened his mouth for the third time, but Skye raised her hand. “See no evil, hear no evil,” she said dramatically. “In fact, I did not see anything. I was not even here. I just walked in and I am already walking back out the same way I came in.” She started moving backwards slowly toward the door, still talking. “I will be outside waiting for Brad. We have a lot to do and I will be spending the night at his place. You two have fun. Be safe. Use protection. Lock the door. Bye!”