Jacob Frye Evie Frye Novels & Stories

“I’ll call you. Riley would be there. I can't wait to spend time with my twins. Get some rest, Ryder.” I nodded, even though she couldn’t see me. “Night, Mom.” She hung up. I tossed my phone onto the desk, exhaling slowly. But before I could even process the conversation, another notification popped up. A message. From Evie. I frowned, unlocking my phone. Evie: How do I sue Sienna? I blinked. Then— I smirked. Damn. This girl was something else.

” Mary asked her daughter. ''Ahhh!! Very stressful, but it was very successful, the arena was booked to the brim!” Evie said excitedly and her mom chuckled. ''Sorry dear, freshen up and come have breakfast, okay?” ''Right away mom.” Evie replied, dragging Leah along. ''Oh Liam, that is Lilian’s sister, she's a model; she is Evie’s friend from childhood… '' Liam’s face was dark as he gazed at his phone; Mary took the silent as that he wasn't interested in what she was saying.

Dozens of skyscrapers stood proudly against the afternoon sky, while yellow taxis and streams of traffic crawled below like tiny moving pieces on a chessboard. Inside the twenty-seventh floor... Evangeline Victoria Hernaez—better known to everyone as Evie, Ms. Evie, Madam E.V.H—sat comfortably behind her desk, reviewing the latest investment portfolio. "...Hmm." She scribbled a few notes before sliding the folder aside. "Tell Legal to revise Clause Twelve," she instructed her assistant, Millie through the intercom.

She sat on her chair and fixed her hair. “I clearly heard that Mr. Wayne asked you, not me.” Evie said indifferently. She needed a break and inhaled some fresh air. Far away from this bossy woman. “You heard me, newbie. I don’t have the resume. I obviously can’t use my damn laptop there!” She snapped. Evie took out her note book and put it on Joan side of the desk. “There you go. Problem solved.” She said and stretched her stiff body like a kitten.

she started to exert force on it. Liam panicked. “What are you doing, Evie? Don't you dare!” “You can't do anything to me” said Evie. She tilted the wheelchair, falling both it and Liam.

I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding as Evie and I got out of the car, and I have no idea why. “You, okay, Natie?” ‘Of course, she heard me.’ I turned to look at her, and she gave me a warm smile. I nodded and started walking alongside her. “By the way, Natie, you look hot!” Evie exclaimed. She did, too, with her sexy self. Evie was a beauty. She had medium-chocolate wavy hair, light-brown eyes with long, thick eyelashes, and pink, pillowy lips. Her beautiful light medium skin was always glowing, and those long sexy legs made her look slim. She was 5’7, only a few inches taller than me.

The absence of his heavy scent even in the bathroom was enough evidence that he didn't even come to take his bath here or at least change his clothes. "Hello, Evie," Freya's little hand waved as I made my way to her in the outer Kitchen diner. "Hello my sweet one," I kissed her forehead before moving to take a seat just opposite her. "I'm having some Cereals, will you join me?" She invited me and I smiled at her. "Thank you, Sweet one. Just enjoy." "My Queen, what would you want me to get you?" Seth's voice drew my attention to where he stood beside me and I chuckled.

She just HAD to be! As he watched Faidh sleep, Heath thought about how different things would be for the world, now that he had found Eve. Humanity wouldn't die out. Heath was beginning work on his PHD in Biophysics in Nineteen Eighty-Five, when he met May-Ellen Reardon. She was a Math Major who believed the world would end through a new world war. She watched every newscast she could find. She subscribed to numerous newspapers. She spent hours at the grocery store magazine racks. Any hint of conflict anywhere in the world reaffirmed her suspicions. Heath would patiently listen to her daily comments of, "see, I told you it was coming," or, "This is going to be so so bad. They're just gonna w

Miss Evelyn turned, her brows arching slightly as if she hadn’t expected me yet. She wore a dark green dress that hugged her curves, her hair tied neatly. Freya sat at the table in an oversized hoodie, hair messy but still glowing like the eighteen year old tease she was. “Good morning,” I said, voice even, masking everything. Miss Evelyn gave a small smile. “Morning, Aiden. Breakfast is ready. Eat before lessons.” Freya didn’t look up right away. But when she did, her eyes lingered on me a beat too long, a mischievous glint flashing before she dropped her gaze back to her plate.

She may become my wife in name, but she will never have my heart. Freya smiled at me, her eyes shining brightly. “I, Freya Maddox, vow to take Alpha Ryan as my husband and cherish this bond throughout my life,” Freya said, her voice quivering with excitement. Cheers erupted around us as I closed my eyes, feeling like the worst of the scum. I had promised Evie that she would be the only woman in my life. But I had just married another woman. Even if I will never consider this as a real marriage, Evie will not think the same. For her, it will simply look as if I had gotten over her. This was the moment I truly lost my Evie…