Jacks And Evangeline Novels & Stories

Everly agreed. “It sounds like I missed out on just about everything,” Jack said, disappointed that he hadn’t gotten to experience more of the fight. “You did miss some things,” Everly agreed, “but you fought off those wolves on top of the hill, and you put us in the perfect position to find Granite. So don’t be too disappointed with yourself. Besides… I’ve always liked guys who are more lovers than fighters.” She waggled her eyebrows at him, and Jack couldn’t help but smile.

Evandra screamed, trying to rise, water dragging at her limbs as she slowly sank deeper into the water. At that moment—Tristan. He burst into view, rounding the corner with fury etched in every line of his face. His wolf, Thorne, roared inside him, clawing to the surface. He saw the knife in Jalen’s chest. Saw Jack looming over him. Saw Evandra floating in the black water, her arms slack. For one horrifying heartbeat, he thought she was dead. “Evandra!” His voice ripped through the air, raw, broken. Jack turned, smug, Evandra’s limp body half-draped over his arm as he leaned down into the water to seize her. He lifted her as though she weighed nothing, her head hanging back unnaturally, her

"Look what we got in the mail," Evangeline said, waving the card in hand in the air happily. It was one of those rare mornings when they both sat at the table and ate together. Gavin always rushed out in the morning, while Evangeline stayed in bed longer than she should.

Miles nodded his little head at Peter while pointing to Eva. “It's a great pleasure to meet the Old Master. “ Eva bowed her head and elegantly greeted Peter. “Ah, it's a great pleasure to meet the young lady who had rendered her help to my grandson. May I know this young lady's name?” Peter asked. “I'm Evangeline Carter, I apologize for the late introduction." Eva introduced herself, She wasn't able to introduce herself because she had still been caught up in her daze and she only snapped out of her thoughts when Miles pointed at her.

While she was mulling over where to find such a list, Yale and Jack sidled up to Evangeline, each bearing a plate of food. "Evie, Yale and I worked really hard on this breakfast. You have to try at least a bite, okay?" coaxed Jack with a soft voice. Evangeline glanced at the heaping plates of food and felt her sleep-deprived head start to throb. She had wanted to eat from both plates, but there was just so much food. How could she possibly finish it all? After getting ready for the day, Evangeline, under the hopeful looks of her two uncles, grabbed a sandwich from Yale's plate and a glass of milk from Jack's. By combining the two, she managed to please both uncles without leaving anyone out.

I’m glaring at my twentieth painting of that annoying man - plus the sketches - I can probably put on an exhibit to showcase my talent. No matter how much I try to picture this Evan Carter, I’m still hung up on the man who I spent time with in Barbados. Evan and Gio are two different people. Gio is kind, attentive and caring while this Evan is savage, business or women wise. I just wish I stayed and waited for him to tell me who he is. Things wouldn’t be this hard if I didn’t run away that night. I threw the nearest pillow I could grab to his face, as if that would stop him from being so hot and gorgeous.

“I miss you terribly, Eva. We used to have such times together.” He extended a hand toward her, but Evelyn recoiled as if she’d been electrocuted. Jack’s mouth twitched but he didn’t lose his composure. “Evelyn,” he said calmly. “Eva. I want you to come with me.” I growled in warning and my vision tinged with red as I braced to attack. I could feel my claws lengthening even further still and my tail puffed up in anger as my hackles rose. Go with him?

he gasps. “What about her?” “Missing from boat.” “What are you talking about?” “Jazz is missing.” Jack stood searching for his phone. The phones a long time before a man answer. “Where is Eva?” Jack questions. “Who is this?” “I want to talk to Eva, now.” “No,” James said not liking the tone. “Where is Jazz? Where is my wife?” “Jack,” Eva was suddenly on the line. “What happened Eva?” “We are not sure. Jazz hired a boat. They found the boat but no Jazz.”

“There his wolf is,” Evangeline says, locating her husband's chest across the floor. Vaguely, my ears register her voice saying something about having to meet his face later because his mind seems to be fully immersed in a heavy conversation with the pack mayor, and then she speaks a sentence that makes Declan laugh loud, and then there is an alternative couple standing with our frames and more name introductions happening right away.

They seemed as if they would be jousting, but as they approached each other, Jacques' sword sank into Evangeline's chest. I just knew that would be the end of it. It was a direct hit to the chest, there would be no surviving it. However, as blood streamed from the wound, Evangeline swung her sword around. I wasn't sure how Jacques had managed to pierce her armor so easily, but I supposed the siblings both used magic in battle. Evangeline managed to persevere through her wounds, sword slicing through the air. Jacques hadn't been expecting it, turning in shock and horror to see just as her sword connected with the unprotected portion of his neck.