Evie 4 Hearts Novels & Stories

He bent down and picked a Queen of Night flower, its delicate petals unfolding like a tiny star. Betty quickly hid in a corner, watching Mateo closely as he picked the Queen of Night flower. She was curious about what he wanted to do with it, and her eyes followed him as he headed towards a part of the garden she hadn't explored before. She trailed behind him, careful not to be seen. Betty's heart beat faster as she followed him.

“I swear, if this is some voodoo tarot thing—” “Evie. Pick.” I hesitated. My fingers hovered like a kid about to choose a wire in a bomb movie. I picked the one on the right. She didn’t blink as I flipped it over. The words glared up at me in bright red marker: “Go out on a date.” I squinted. “I am never doing that shit with you.” She snorted. “You should’ve picked the other one. That one said, ‘Stay home and watch trashy TV.’ Choices, darling.”

Logan added with a grin, gesturing toward the large box next to him. Everyone leaned forward, eager to see what we were about to unveil. Three other youngsters rolled the box to the center of the stage, and with a dramatic flair, we opened it. An intricate model of Ashenford sat inside, and as I exchanged a smile with Logan, I flipped the switches we had set up at key points. Almost immediately, the lights dimmed, and the crowd gasped as tiny glowing dots appeared across the model. It was as if the city itself was coming to life. The dots swirled and reformed, condensing into the transparent orb I had described earlier. Inside it, the landscape of Ashenford began to take shape.

‘Dear Ryan, I love you with all my heart, but I don't want to be a hindrance to you anymore. When you could grow stronger with your mate beside you and save the entire pack, I can't be selfish and sacrifice others’ lives just because I can't give up my love for you. I wish we could meet in another life and then maybe I will be your true mate in that life. Until then, Yours forever, Evie’ I kept the note on the table, wiped my tears, and turned away. Goodbye, Ryan…

“I will not help you any longer. You have nothing more to hold over me.” Eevee screamed in fury as she lunged towards me. “Then, I’ll have to just take out the heart myself. How hard can it be?” I held up my hand and Evee bounced away from me as she hit the invisible shield, I just placed to block her; not that she could get through to me anyway with the circle still intact. She fell to the ground with a thud, and everyone gasped around her. “It’s not fair!!” Eevee hissed. “I did everything I was supposed to! The heart was supposed to be mine!!!”

more like something that had outlived death and didn’t enjoy the experience. His skin was pale and translucent, veined with ink-black script that moved beneath the surface. His hair hung in silver strands over hollow cheeks. One eye was missing with an eyepatch; the other glowed with faint red light. When Evangeline stepped into the light, he tilted his head, slow and precise, like a predator who’d been expecting this moment for centuries. “You took long enough.” No one spoke but he smiled. “You touched the Heart two nights ago. It cried out across time. I’ve been awake since.”

"Just promise me you'll take care of yourself, okay? And. well, I know this is probably the last thing on your mind, but NJ, you know I can't stop myself from asking, have you thought of the possibility of, maybe ……. this working out? Maybe this will be something more, you never know. Noah's eyes grew wide, and she could almost hear Mia's mischievous grin right over the phone. "Mia!” she breathed, shocked with an undercurrent of amusement. "Absolutely not. My heart still belongs to Anthony, you know that, and that's not happening, we both have people in our lives that we obviously care about.

The party hummed beyond the door—laughter, music, the sound of people who loved them. For now, that was enough. --- The cake was a masterpiece. Three tiers, covered in buttercream roses, with a tiny sugar elephant on top—a nod to Leo's gift. Hope stared at it with wide eyes, her mouth open, her fingers reaching. "Don't let her grab it," Simone said, phone out, recording. "We need the picture first." Mira held Hope back while Kieran lit the single candle on the top tier. "Make a wish," Mira whispered to her daughter.

"The price hike begins at 12:01. Welcome to the High Council, children. Try not to let the guilt spoil your dinner." The doors hissed shut behind us as we stepped into the private elevator. The moment the metal panels met, Evangeline slumped against the mirrored wall. "What's in 4-G?" I asked. "Shut up." "Evie, you looked like you were seeing a corpse. What is it?"

714. 714?? 7 1 fucking 4!!!!!!!! Yup. Eva has done it again. Eva will go die now! I grabbed my bag and zoomed to room 714, but as expected not without bumping my head into room 713’s door.