Evie From Descendants Mom Novels & Stories

After the two returned from the Grand Canyon, Evie immediately went to her mother’s residence. “Mother, I have something to tell you,” Evie said, looking at Elven Queen Isa who was lowering her head to handle the trivial matters of her clan. Isa raised her head and looked at Evie. “Just tell me whatever you want to say. I just have something to tell you too.” “Since you have something to tell me, you should go first. I’ll tell you what I need to tell you later,” Evie replied. “I’ll go first then.” Isa was not modest at all.

Hearing her response, I couldn't help but gasp in surprise. Mistress Evangeline was the first person in the whole territory to say she would defend Mistress Dabria. Even her father, her uncle, her Aunt and even Helenora stood by Eve's side. Saying that it was her life to begin with. "I might have some issues with my daughter. Which was never her fault in the first place. I just forgot that Dabria was my daughter, no one else. But keeping everything aside, Dabria is my only child. And I love her more than I love myself. And I am proud of the person she has become." Mistress Evangeline was trying to elaborate her answer. I could feel the shakiness in her voice. I could only see one side of her

"Colin, a man like you doesn't deserve someone like me! You've got no money, no status—I can't wait to see how you survive without me! And don't even think about taking our daughter. Evie stays with me. I'm not letting her grow up in some rundown shack with a loser like you!" Right then, Evie ran over and clung to her mother's leg, shouting at the top of her lungs. "Only someone handsome and gentle like Uncle Skyler is good enough for Mommy! He plays the piano, and he teaches me how to dive—unlike you, who can't do anything. You're not my daddy anymore! Get out of our house!" The child looked so much like me—same features, same expressions—but every word that came out of her mouth stabbed st

“From what I understand, you play a big role in this charity. Even though you don’t flaunt it, is that true?” I was taken aback, and I smiled. “You’ve done your research; I’m surprised someone was able to trace it.” Jasmine laughed. “Don’t underestimate me, Zachary.” Evie looked at me and I nodded my head. Her voice rang out clearly despite her nervousness. “This particular charity is near and dear to my heart, actually. I was one of the kids they helped. My mother died when I was a toddler, and I was raised by my dad. He sadly died my junior year of high school. This charity stepped in and helped me more than I can express.”

Yet their impact was immense. I cried as my mom and dad embraced me. I never wanted them to let me go. When I introduced Dawson as my mate, mom was ecstatic that I had found my soul mate. Dad compared him to the Wolf King. Dawson tried to explain. But he was cut off by my mom having another go at Gale. Some things never change. He looked at me and rolled his eyes. That’s when it came out about Evie being my nanny. Mom pieced it together quickly. Once she found that out, she was over the moon. “My baby has a baby?” She bragged to my dad, who had heard the entire conversation.

“My name is Evie Hunter. I am— was a warrior from the Yhi, the Kingdom of Light.” “Yi— what?” Evie pursed her lips as she reached out and took the notebook and pen from the doctor and wrote the word YHI. “This is the name of the place where I came from. You pronounce it as ‘yi-hi’,” Evie explained. “In my world, most people are more or less descendants of heaven.” “Descendants of heaven?” Evie nodded. “We are what you mortals call demigods. We have deities as our ancestors. But of course, our strength varies. The more divine blood we have the closer to our ancestors we are.”

“Explain. Now.” Marcus begins to speak. His voice is rough and halting, but the words are clear enough. “Evie and Beatrice were identical twins. Born to Richard and a woman named Elena. Richard didn’t want two daughters. He only wanted one — the one he could control completely. When they were born, he separated them. He kept Beatrice. The other one — Evie — he handed over to the mother. Elena fled with the child, married another man, and gave her a new surname. Richard let her live… for a while. But he always knew where she was. He used Maeve’s father to keep watch on her from afar. It was him who ordered the murder of Evie’s parents. He wanted her vulnerable. Easier to reach when the time c

Her family is indeed going through the toughest times, starting with her father left, now is Evie. Olivia's mother buried her face in Olivia's chest as the ground covered Evie's entire tomb. Now the daughter she loved is gone forever, the daughter who used to cry in her lap has merged with the ground. She remembered how Evie hugged her so tightly at the dining table that morning, and her sweet voice said that she loved her very much.

She hadn’t been able to stomach any food when she had woken up at Brendan’s. “Mum?” she called out. Her mother stuck her head out of their bedroom with a big smile on her face. Tessa Bright was still the most beautiful woman she knew, even if her green eyes didn’t sparkle as much as they used to do, and the faint lines on her face showed how hard life had been. “Evie!” her mother said as she rushed forward to pull her into her arms. “I thought you wouldn’t be able to get out of work again.”

They are sharing a very sloppy kiss, and it makes vomit rise in my throat. “Could you two… just not,” I groan. Dad and Mom pull away from each other, but they don’t look embarrassed in the slightest. Mom continues to sit on Dad’s lap, and she wraps her arms around his neck. “We missed each other,” Mom whines. I roll my eyes so hard that I think I see my brain. “What did you find out from the sisters?” “Right to the point,” Dad groans. Mom finally gets up from Dad’s lap and stands beside him. “You aren’t just special,” she begins. “You are a direct descendent of the Moon Goddess.”