Going In Under Evanescence Novels & Stories

The air felt heavy with danger as I leaned forward, watching the shadows near the back entrance. Evan appeared, he was moving quickly, while looking around as if making sure no one was watching. I watched him tap a code into a hidden keypad, one only Lucien’s closest people knew. The steel door opened and he slipped inside without hesitation. My chest tightened as the truth settled in. Kael had been right. "This is insane, how do I destroy someone who has so much access to this dangerous man?" Amy through, her heart hammering against her ribcage. Evan had gone far beyond blurred boundaries. He wasn’t just obsessed, overprotective, or confused about his place. He was involved with Lucien. Act

Lily took a few bites, but her appetite soon deserted her. Outside, the rain had begun in earnest. Its sharp, unyielding drumming on the eaves stirred a restless unease within her. Rising, she drew back the curtain to peer outside. Zeke remained downstairs, drenched from head to toe, yet unmoving. The moment he caught sight of her at the window, he called out, "Lily!" His voice sent a shiver down her spine. She closed the curtain with a snap. A sudden, stabbing ache twisted deep inside her chest. She shut her eyes, turned away, and was determined not to look out again.

He grabbed Evelyn by the wrist and they walked out of the restroom- A terrified Ava stood just in front of the restroom entrance. Zayn continued to lead her away till they got to the car. “Get in the car,” he said as he entered the driver's seat. Eve got into the car and he sped off. “Slow down please,” Eve pleaded but Zayn ignored her. “Why would you disregard the moon goddess like that?” She questioned. Zayn scoffed, “Indeed!” Then he sped off even more. He finally made a stop when he got to his mansion's underground and main packing lot.

“I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed. Get along with the voices inside of my head,” Evelyn sang as she walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body. Earbuds were stuffed tightly in her ears as she bobbed her head while walking toward the dresser. “You're tryin' to save me, stop holding your breath, And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy,” Evelyn sang as she bent over and opened the third drawer down before grabbing a pair of pants.

Impossible. ​“Evanthe?”

I said in a low voice. “Aren't you going in?” he asked, even though he must have known what the answer would be. Not even. Whore. By chance. I shrugged and turned off the main road onto the side where the Evanses lived. “No, Bill. I'm busy." I didn't have to look to be sure he was burning a hole in my head right now with his x-ray gaze. And even though he didn't say anything, I added, "We're busy recording the album with Fallen.

Throwing all caution to the wind, Tiffany and I grabbed our bags and rushed toward the door. However, we had just taken a single step when a strong gust of wind blew down the hallway. In the next second, the door slammed shut. Red comments scrolled past, filling my vision. "No! Something's not right! Someone can still see the comments!" "We have to catch them! We can't let them escape!"

Evan mumbled under his breath, and then took off running back down the stairs. *** I hurried after Evan and followed him all the way to the basement door. He typed in the code, and then yanked open the heavy door. I ascended into my hunting form as I rushed down the stairs quickly followed by Evan. A deafening growl welcomed us as we entered Freya's room, it was quickly followed by concurrent ferocious snarls. “Sssshhhhh! If you don't move he'll settle back down again.” El whispered. I looked over to the back wall, and there she was, pressed tightly into the corner.

I readily agreed with his decision. Since Angela was a vampire, we couldn’t send her to the funeral home. Evan made a quick call to his superiors and explained the series of events that led up to her death. When he hung up, he quietly took her body down into the morgue. Whether he put her in the cremation incinerator or his vampire buddies took her away, I’ll never know. Not only could I have cared less about what happened to her after what she did, I had no desire to know.