Going In Under Evanescence Novels & Stories

“It’s been ages.” Ocean grinned, pushing her frames upward. Before Cassie could ask anything, Evan stepped closer, gently lifting the veil off the scene. “After what happened at the billionaire’s club, I felt guilty for not being able to stand up for you,” he confessed. “So I’ve been in touch with Sebastian. He gave me heads-up about your plans, and I decided to help you with a team. I hope you’ll like them.” Cassie blinked. “Evan—”

" You don't want to relapse, my love. Just calm down. Evan won't cross the line." Evan's grip remained unyielding as he dragged Evelyn into the midst of the guests. With a flourish, he announced. "Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention?" The place fell into silence, and then he continued. "As we all know, this party was supposed to celebrate a birthday. But I'm afraid there was a misunderstanding. Tonight, we gather to celebrate the return of someone. With a fake smile, he darted his hands toward Evelyn. "Meet Evelyn Baristanas. She has resurrected from the dead."

“Let’s packs kids. We are getting me some semen.” “Oh, God.” Evan breathed out, his eyes widening. Zivah patted his back lightly. “And that is DEFCON 1. Major delusional ideas and senseless suggestions.” Evan turned to Zivah with a worried face. “She isn’t actually going to Las Vegas, is she?” I frowned at them. “She? We!” I corrected. I drew a circle with my forefinger. “We are all going to Vegas.” “This is not how I planned a trip.” Evan grumbled.

I have plenty of work to do. ‘Vineet….listen,’ I wanted to say something but he had disconnected the call from his end. ‘Shadow’ was an initiative against eve-teasing. We had formed this organisation called after Sheffali’s death. We did not want that what happened to Sheffali should happen to anyone else. We began with four members. The membership had now grown up to seventy-six. We were supported by people. We had twelve sponsorships and we were leading. As Vineet said, we were leaving for Udaipur the next morning.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE — The Pre-Gala Meeting Evelyn stared at her reflection in the passenger-side window as Jesse’s car pulled into the underground garage of the Vance corporate headquarters. Her palms were warm, her pulse steady but elevated like she was stepping onto a stage she didn’t audition for. Jesse parked smoothly, turned off the engine, and glanced her way. “You’re quiet,” he observed. “I’m processing,” she admitted. “Or trying to.” “That’s fine. Processing is productive.”

Marrow glanced at Evangeline, his voice a low rumble. “Are we ready?” No one answered. Because no one was. But they moved anyway. Evangeline stepped forward first, arms loose, breath measured. The second her boot crossed the threshold, the rift devoured sound. The chamber behind her vanished in a blink of blinding static. Then she was gone. One by one, the rest followed. Marrow. Emma. Rhea. Thorne. Silas. Each swallowed in silence. Virex was the last to enter—his lips still chanting in the Old Tongue, the Heart orbiting his skull like a cursed halo.

The boundaries of her reality had shifted, the lines between art, passion, and danger blurring until they were almost indistinguishable. As she entered the grand halls of Evan’s estate once more, the familiar scent of incense and candle wax greeted her. The air was thick with anticipation, and Elena’s heart raced with the knowledge that tonight would push her further than she had ever gone before. She had learned to trust Evan, to surrender to the darkness he offered, but something about tonight felt different—darker, more final.

The look of surprise on their faces was almost comical, they definitely didn’t have the element of surprise like they thought they would. Before they could make a run for it “Tenebras Dissipare. Omne Aevum”, Nicholas chanted. The perimeter was now active, no one could leave. “Looks like we underestimated you”, Icarus started. “Hello Zeke, I assume my husband is near, seeing as you’re standing next to the beasts”, Evanora was looking around the field for her mate. “Ianuae Magicae”, Evanora chanted before disappearing. “She used her mate link to appear where Alatar was, as queen nothing we do can stop her”, Mariana mind linked Xander, Xavier, Selene, and Shane.

After completing the payment, he and Grace left the VIP room and walked toward the exit. Before they had walked very far, Grace suddenly turned back and bumped into Evan, who was right behind her. “What’s wrong?” Evan asked, looking at Grace in astonishment. “Gwen is over there! What should we do? She'll easily notice us if we walk past her.” Grace looked nervous and worried as she grabbed one side of Evan’s sleeve. “Should I go out through the other exit? What do you think? It’s possible, right? But where is the other exit?” She glanced cautiously to her right.

My mind was so conflicted that I didn't know what to think anymore. Kevin also informed me about a tech project that Damian had developed decades ago called Evanish. Its purpose was to hide a person in plain sight. Using technology against anyone trying to find that specific person, making them practically invisible. It was a gangster's dream. To be able to do as they please without fear of retribution. How could I possibly turn down this opportunity? In a way, it was like the cherry on top of the cake. The cake being the downfall of Stone Enterprises, the cherry being the acquisition of Evanish for my own personal gain.