Evie Zamora Thirteen Novels & Stories

"Eva is unlike any other heroines he met. She's a challenge he hadn't seen before. This is bound to get interesting. We'd better quietly watch their battle unfold." With a sad look on her face, Hazel looked up to him and asked, "Can she still get the heroine role after their fight?" Zac drew a perfect smile and said, "Miracles could happen." Right then, Eva had used all her unique skills. Seeing that she was obviously in the weak position, Holy helped her, "Sis, Bother Jim has an opening on the left. Go!" Soon enough, Ivy and others noticed the fight and gathered around them. After being knocked down on the grass a few times, Eva stood up and continued to fight. She was tenacious and invinci

The more she trembles and falls down, the more her memroies become fresh. Eva fe;t this to be a kind of known feeling, the feeling of abandoned and go through pain, Eva felt that this was relative to her past life. She worked hard. She was not interested in dying. She wanted to meet her father before that and tell him that she has given punishment to her mother's killer. Eva was still prpud of that fact. Though she was scared about the things going wrong and about her realtiosn with Damon but now, when she no more have him behind her back, Eva simply accepted the pride.

Morrigan can still remember how excited she was and her younger sister, Mary, when her father and mother broke the news of them having another sibling, but little did her family know that months later they would be betrayed and brutally murdered by her uncle and some of the ministers who wanted to usurp the throne. Morrigan’s hands curled into fists as she remembered how powerless she was standing in front of the tomb of her family. How she wanted to avenge them but she was only thirteen years old and had no right to assume power not until she was of the right age. Her hands subconsciously reached the dagger she always had beside her. Her fingertips caressed its encrusted emblems, a raven th

“You’re her.” “I’m Amara. I’m your sister.” Eva didn’t lower the gun. “I don’t have a sister.” “Your mother lied to protect you. So did mine. We’re both daughters of war.” The silence stretched. Then Eva whispered: “They’re coming.” Explosion — Above Ground La Morte Bianca's soldiers descended through the trees. Gunfire ripped through the courtyard. Adriana returned fire while Nico shoved Eva and Amara into the tunnel. “I led them here,” Eva said. “They followed me from Lucerne.”

~E V E~ I was astonished. She was everything that I was. As she head to us, I got even more confused, she was clearly not me in anyway but she has the features of the inyoka and most importantly—the amulet, she is wearing hers. “Man,” The barbarians tribal chief ignored the rest of us as she went directly to Zachariah, “Man from my dreams,” she said, I hardly could see what she was doing to him but I could feel Zach discomfort.

Carleigh said to Gab. I raised an eyebrow. "I can take care of myself." "I know. Just in case, Chantria, okay?" I just shook my head and looked back at the girl. That’s when I understood what was happening. I stepped back when I saw who they were surrounding. They weren't far from us, so I could clearly see why she was pointing the gun at the crying child's head. “Lorreine…” I whispered. I heard Gab sigh beside me. “She’s been playing with you for a while now. She only recently found out that you're the heir of the Zima family, so I don't think befriending you was all that fake.”

He was about to speak when the windows suddenly opened and the sun rays entered the room. “Ahhh!” Xavier screamed in pain as the sun burned his skin. He dropped to the floor and tried covering himself. Eva stepped away from him in fright. She looked up to see Liam and Matilda. Eva almost fainted seeing Liam, she certainly knew that she had killed him herself. She remembered dipping her claws into his gut and bringing out his intestines. She watched him breathe his last breath, this must be a hallucination or illusion. She closed her eyes and when she opened them, he was still there.

Relief flooded Evie as she reached a large piece of fallen masonry, pinning Liam beneath it. "I'm here," she said, urgency lacing her voice. "Don't worry, I'll get you out." With a surge of adrenaline, she channeled chaotic energy into her staff. It pulsed with a vibrant blue light, casting dancing shadows on the surrounding debris. Focusing all her strength, she blasted a beam of energy at the massive stone, shattering it into manageable pieces. Liam grunted in pain as she freed him, his shoulder wrapped tightly around his body. "Thanks, Evie," he rasped, his voice strained. "I think it's dislocated."

It looked like a family portrait. “Give me my sketchbook back,” Zavion glanced down from the book only to see the little girl glaring up at him. Her tiny palms were spread out to collect her book. She looked angry at him. Zavion wondered what he had done to incur this little angel’s wrath. He gave the sketchbook to her. She snatched it from him. Her doe blue eyes continued to fix him with her cute glare. He wondered if she had inherited her eyes from her dad. Eva had golden eyes. After taking her book, the girl turned around, and ran off to her room on her little legs.