Indiana Evans Novels & Stories

Nathan’s eyes got darker at this thought. Eva did not hide anything from him. “Her name is Wanda Emerson. She abandoned me when I was very young. I don’t even know what she looks like, and I know nothing about her.” He could tell that Eva was resentful when she spoke about this. Nathan was silent, but he frowned deeply. He had no impression of anyone named Wanda Emerson. When Eva saw him staying silent, she took the opportunity to try to gain his sympathy. “I’ve said whatever that needs to be said, Nathan Langley. I hope you can pretend none of this ever happened and let me and my children off.

"You don't know, do you? Ms. Evans used to be Thorne Corp's design director." Stunned, the design department's head froze for a while before saying in astonishment, "No wonder I found her familiar! She's Caroline Evans! Ah, she's my idol! I loved her designs back when she was at Thorne Corp."

I ask before we enter the room. “I forgave, I just won’t forget, fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me,” She tells me opening the door. “Sorry we are running behind, I’m Evie Shaw, Mr. Kingston’s Assissant and as you can see it takes me longer than most.” Everyone laughs. “Ms. Shaw, I’m Tyrone Smith, Dekota Marsh, Iris Fitz, and Jordon Jones,” He goes around the room. “Nice to meet all of you. Normally I would hand out binders but,” She rubs her huge belly. “This is my boss Adam Kingston, but today he is my bitch.”

"And now, for our final nominee...after rigorous deliberation by the committee. The winner of this year's best actress and queen of the entertainment industry is......" I snapped out of it, rushing towards the sofa with a soft thump. I fixated my gaze on the screen, afraid that it would all be over if i blinked . "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome on stage....Miss Irina Williams!!." - The hostess announced. The crowd cheered, applause ringing as i watched Irina walk up the aisle , a soft smile adorned on her soft features as she waved her hands gracefully. Her off- shouldered, red sequel dress sparkled under the lights. She looked absolutely stunning as the crowd adored her.

"You look tired, boy. Seraphina keeping you up?" Evangeline walked into the room. She wasn't wearing the sisterly shadow anymore. She wore a red dress that looked like it had been painted onto her skin. She didn't take a seat. She walked straight to me and sat on my lap, her legs draping over mine. "He’s exhausted because I’m demanding," she whispered, her voice loud enough for the table to hear. She leaned into my ear, her lips brushing my lobe. "The one with the gold watch is Miller. He’s the one who handles the money laundering in Panama. The one to his left is Vance. He likes boys. Keep him at a distance."

She was blackmailed. Eva Miles, twenty-four, was the only daughter of Richard and Molly Miles. She had a gentle and overwhelming beauty. Her head was capped by a mass of bronze-gold hair. She had smooth glowing skin. Her complexion was white and elusive pink. She also had a slim waist that hung gracefully on her moderately shaped hips. Her figure was quite curving and regal.

“ Wow. ” “ Wanna know who chose the dress? ” Miranda didn't need someone to tell her who did. “ Jose. ” “ Yeah. ” Evelyn nodded in agreement. “ Who designed the dress? ” “ It's good that you are asking now. It was designed by Mary Evans. ” Evelyn replied confidently. “ Wait, isn't that the little sister of Aiden Evans? ” Miranda was stunned by her answer. How could this iconic dress be designed by a young twenty one year old girl? How?

she continued. Evans’ eyes flickered to the other elders, then the elder standing before him. “I… I am not hiding anything.” The female elder raised her hand slightly, and he kept quiet. “Your name?” “Evans… Evans Miller,” Evans replied calmly. The immediate reaction from the elders and most of the other people made Evans realize something: that name carries weight. “Blood doesn’t tell lies,” a male elder proclaimed, his gaze fixed on Evans. Before anyone could react, footsteps were heard. Everyone turned their attention to the entrance. The footsteps were light, and a man who looked like he was in his late forties entered with a woman. Then… Jasmine.

_______Evans___________ “Dad will be discharged today” “Yeah, I know”said Natasha my sister “Did you find him a caretaker like the doctor said” “Yes, we did” “Where is she? She is supposed to be here” “She on her way with mom and Madison” “Wait, Madison is back?” “Yes” “When?” “Yesterday” “Why didn’t anyone tell me?” “She wanted to surprise you” Just then, there was a knock on the door

I was only invited for the training. “Jethro, meet Carmilla, my…” Evans was saying before he was interrupted by a tall half-clothed woman. Her height was intimidating. She was 5 feet and 8 or 7inches. Her shoulders were well built and firm. She was on a small top that managed to cover her breast. I needed no one to tell me she was a warrior. Evans’ eyes gleamed like a child as soon as he saw her. She walked towards him and planted a quick kiss on his lips.