Evie Mischief Novels & Stories

“I just want to know you, I’m sorry if I said something rude to you yesterday. I completely had a different knowledge of who you were.” “I just had to be on the lookout for brother Tan, he hardly ever has time to address the maids. I just misunderstood everything.” She continued , this time sounding even more gentle than the first time. The name she called that monster somehow got my attention but I didn't move. “I can introduce myself properly, I’m Evie and I’ve been with brother Tan the longest.” I hiss inwardly, hearing it all. Turning to face her. Definitely pretense, she was definitely direct yesterday and meant everything she said, so why the sudden acting.

"My physical state is irrelevant. My sole priority is maintaining the stability of this territory and ensuring your survival." "You can't maintain anything if you break yourself in half trying to pretend you're a machine," Evie countered, her voice rising with a mixture of frustration and a sudden, sharp ache in her chest. "Look at yourself! You ran miles through the city, fought two shifters in human form, drove us into the mountains, and you're still standing there acting like you're an item on a spreadsheet!"

I decided to mind l**k Josh "Josh" "Yes?" "Evie and I are going for the run now apparently, she's already gone. So we will see you guys later." "Sure, have fun." With that I cut the mindl**k. Why haven't Evie and I completed this fucking mate bond, now I can't even mind l**k her. I shifted and ran after Evie. Damn that girl is fast and she had a head start, I couldn't be more proud at how fast she learned. I eventually cought up with her, jumped and put her down. I motioned for her to follow me.

Maps lined the tables, crisscrossed with red lines and pins. I should have been focused. Every piece of intel mattered. Every decision could cost lives. But I wasn’t. Because when I left the house this morning, Eve’s fragile voice had followed me, “Can’t you stay? Just for a minute. Please.” And the way she had looked at me… there was something in her eyes. Something she wasn’t saying. I knew her better than anyone. The way she tugged her sleeves over her hands when she was nervous. The way her words stumbled when she tried to hide something.

Josephine asked with a smile, but it only made Evie frown. The last time Evie saw Josephine, her sister had cursed her, seething with hatred after Evie's mistake years ago. A mistake. Evie had slept with Finn and was caught by Klaus. That mistake haunted her, breaking her sister and traumatizing Klaus. It had caused a fight so fierce that Evie hated herself for it. Now, Josephine, who had once despised her, was smiling as if nothing had happened. Could she have forgiven her? "Are you crying?" Josephine asked as Ava looked on, unimpressed.

“I’m Evie.” “Zoe,” I say, shaking her hand. “And this is my brother, Bastion,” I add, pointing to him over my shoulder. She gives him a small wave and blushes as she takes him in. “What course are you on?” I ask her, trying to distract her from Bastion. “Economics and business,” she says. “You?” “Same,” I say, and grin at her again. Evie and I chat as we make our way to comms for lunch, and she joins me at the table with Corrine, Briar, and Talia. She’s sweet, a little shy at first, but once she relaxes she fits in well with the others.

Damn, he'd been turned-on by older women before, but never one who was one hundred and nineteen. It took another hour of internet digging before he'd pieced together a rough outline of Evie's life. She'd been born here in Charleston to a wealthy family of French descent, the youngest of four children, and had become engaged in 1910 to a French businessman. Sam guessed that the start of the war in Europe had curtailed their marriage - maybe her fiancé had been killed, maybe he'd just gotten caught up in the fighting, but there was no notice of his death in any records Sam could find. Evie's death though - he finally found a more detailed accounting of that in a local guide to haunted houses.

A waiter passes by, carrying a tray full of champagne glasses and Evie picks up two. “Both are for me, “ she smiles at the puzzled expression on the waiter’s face and he only smiles briefly. “I love rich people's parties, “ she says, downing one of the glasses, “There’s a lot from everything here. “ I laugh when I notice Olivia- Conor’s stepmother. “The old hag’s here, “ Evie points her chin at her. “How long do you think it would take her to come over and start offending you? Oh, no. Wait. She’s already coming. “

“How could you think I would do something like that to you Maggie? I may be a terrible friend but not that terrible, right?” “What am I supposed to think, Evie? There’s so much I don’t know about you. Like why were you in Ethan’s clothes at the party. Why are you hanging out with someone like them? And don’t you dare deny it, I saw you entering their vehicle the other day.” “It’s complicated, and I don’t think you want to hear about it. I just want you to know how terribly sorry I am for what you were put through. I understand why you want to end our friends and I agree with you.”

Cole nodded in agreement, “We were idiots. We know that now. But we’re not going to let her go. Not ever.” Evvie studied them for a long moment, her eyes pulled into a little squint. Then she turned to me, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. “Well, Pixie, it looks like you’ve got your hands full.” I let out a laugh, feeling the mood finally getting lighter with Evvie’s devious smile. “Yeah, you could say that.” Evvie grinned, shaking her head. “Just promise me one thing, okay?” “What’s that?”