Evie From Descendants Mom Novels & Stories

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.”

She then held my both hands in hers and squeezed them tightly. Mom: You are my own flesh Evie, my own daughter. Whatever I did it was for your own good. You can be angry but don't say you're an orphan. That you don't have a mother. She cried. Evelyn: I never said that. I immediately replied. Her eyes sparkled with joy. Mom: I knew you would forgive your Mo- "Evie?" A cheerful voice called me from the kitchen. I turned my eyes towards the source of that peaceful voice.

I sighed again, “I am so sorry I didn’t think to ask you but only because you already have a significant position in the children’s life, one that cannot be taken from you” At her intrigued look, I continue, “You are grandma” Her eyes widen “I am?” “Of course” I agree, In truth, she is their grandaunt, as sister to Niko and Tommy’s mother, then married to Thomas Sr, she carries the family name. Eva’s chin straightens “It’s true, I’m the children’s grandmother, I never thought about it that way, finally some good came out of marrying Thomas Salvatore, I have grandbabies” she claps her hands excitedly, a wide smile on her lips.

Evie started peppering me with what felt like a million questions. “Yes, she is very pretty,” I admitted smiling softly, thinking back to how good she looked in that retro skirt and blouse. My smile faded when I thought of the rest of my sister’s questions. “She’s the human executive assistant to Delta Silvercloud.” I sighed as my family gasped at this news. “Another human in the pack!?” Dad blinked. “She must be something special for the Goddess to bring her into our world.” Mom nodded. “Is she like Beta Sarael?” Evie asked.

She found her father, Felix Burns, sitting by the balcony, drinking his hot coffee as he read the newspaper and watched the gardeners earning their keep. “Hey, Dad.” Felix glanced up and smiled at her, “Hey, my little princess.” She came and pecked him on the cheeks, then sat down at the empty seat in front of him. “How'd you sleep?” She shrugged, “Fine? I guess? Where's Mom?” “She's still asleep,” Felix answered, taking a sip of his coffee. “What's up? Is something the matter?” Evie ran her tongue through her dry lips. “Actually, I wanted to talk to you about something.”

Eve. Finally, no more is she Zara Rose Petrova. The girl whose name she had adopt as her own who had treated her like a family. The daughter of her best friend who had died in the arms of her brother. She is Eve Carissa Zhatiera. The sole heir of Zhatier, daughter of the Great King Aidan and Queen Aaliyah, direct descendant of the Goddess Khione. Now, she stands on the top of her grand staircase looking down all seven of the people at the lower floor with a few who was supposed to be her trusted companion that seems to be ganging up on her with her enemies.

I smiled, “Like mother like daughter.” “Momma, who is my real momma?” Evie asked. “The boy on the playground said my mommy left me but, I look like you, and I act like you. Momma Mariah said she was bringing me to my real mommy, and she said it was you. I think Daddy is my real Daddy too. I didn’t have a daddy before you.” She is so smart. She is only five years old but figured it all out. “Evie, Mommy Myla is your real Mommy. I am your real Daddy. Some bad people kept you from us, Mariah found out what they did, and she brought you back to us.”

“As in Evangeline Crocker.” I freeze, my body turning to ice as a cold child runs up and down my spine. How can such a warm and generous person, a woman who had wanted to adopt me, be related to my greatest enemy? Is the universe so cruel? “Oh yes, little Evie is my niece. She took my brother’s spot as a Legacy I believe. Do you know her? How is she doing? Are you two friends?” She seems to have no idea what kind of a demon spawn her niece has become. I wonder if she ever really knew her, despite being family