Novel & Cerita Janet Evanovich Fanfiction

Jordan said covering his ears which made Lucas laugh, Katrina wanted the both of them out of her way, they don't let her do shit and it was getting annoying before she attempts to do anything they collect it from her and do it, she has told them more than a few times that she was pregnant, not sick but they don't listen. "Honestly, I want the both of you out of my house now," She said but none of them even listened to her, she had the sudden urge to go get cold water and pour on them, Lucas, Lucas fucking Evans was sitting on the floor in her living room with her best friend watching a movie and eating take out, he even helped her do the dishes when he came in earlier, nothing prepared her f

Eva's voice came out smaller than she meant it to. "Because whether you remember or not," he said, "you're still my wife." He let go of her hand and walked out without waiting for a response, leaving her sitting there with the ring back on her finger and her heart doing something complicated and unwanted in her chest. --- Eva couldn't sleep. Somewhere close to midnight, she gave up trying and reached for her phone, thumb hovering over the search bar before she let herself type the name she'd been avoiding all day. *Julian Castellan.*

Ethan frowned, looking at me and pondered aloud, "I don't like the habit of women chasing after me. So don't give her my number." I scowled, already knowing that Ethan would decline. "Alright. Take care," I waved goodbye to Ethan and walked away to the gate. However, at the same time, Janet came out of the house as the day was Sunday, and she wore a blue jumpsuit. However, as she wants to wave to Ethan, a man who was taller than her, came out of the house, and she couldn't wave to Ethan again. I assumed the man was Janet's boyfriend, and I greeted her, "Hi, Good evening."

Three years into my marriage to Vivian Rhodes, I've suffered three separate accidents. In the first year, my art studio mysteriously catches fire, and a falling easel crushes both of my hands. In the second year, I am involved in a car accident that damages my reproductive system, leaving me infertile. In the third year, I am attacked and suffer a severe head injury. When I wake up, I develop serious vision problems. The doctor tells me that my corneas are severely damaged and infected. To save my life, they have to remove one of my eyes. Devastated, I chase the doctors and nurses out of my room and flee from the hospital. But then I overhear my wife talking to her best friend, H

Eva said has she stopped walking, Jayne noticed she stopped walking and turned to her “I said you should open up to me, not some wild fantasies” “do I fantasize?, i am being serious with you right now, we both know there isn’t a logical reason for everything that is happening to me” “so you concluded you were a demon ?” “I was told I was a demon, I can’t really explain more because I don’t know more” Eva said walking towards Jayne, Jayne saw the seriousness in her eyes, she wanted to believe her but the thought of Eva being a demon was absurd, tho her beauty did seem to be beyond human but was being a demon an explanation

"I'm not okay. I can't stop thinking about what happened. About how Hannah ruined everything. I was supposed to be your wife, Elijah. We were supposed to be together. But she took that from me. She took you from me." My hand flew to my mouth. She was lying. She'd just told me yesterday that she didn't want him. But here she was, playing the heartbroken victim. "I know," Elijah said softly. "I know this isn't what either of us wanted." "I'm so scared," Janet continued, her voice trembling. "Scared that you hate me. Scared that I'll never be able to face you again after what she did. I can't... I can't even imagine stepping foot in your home for months, maybe longer. Not while she's there. Not

Janet’s POV Leaning against the wall for support, I managed to call room service. “Executive floor, room 219. I think I have a sprained ankle, it’s really painful.” Before I could hear a response, I hung up, the pain radiating through my body, intensified by the image of Rowan and Flora. I had seen how women flocked to Rowan, eager for his attention, only to be met with his usual indifference. I thought he was ruthless with all of them—but seeing him rush off with Flora changed everything.

Evania had not reported back to work yet; she couldn't handle the pressure of the rumors Dick Dowson was spreading. Jonathan stood at her door and knocked. Inside, Evania was on her laptop, working on the content from Le Luxe. She had her headsets on, blocking out the world. Jonathan went over to the window and hit the glass several times with his fist. Evania glanced up and saw him. He pointed at the door, and she rushed to let him in.

“Yes, and this one doesn’t have a tail, neither a collar nor an owner. Just a stray, a total eyesore.” “You have not changed, Jaylene. Except that, you now have an extra pair of hands to fight for you, how intriguing. Haven’t you lived a fulfilling life? Don’t you think you should have just vanished? For the best of everyone?” “Are you really going to wash your dirty underwear outside? Eyes are watching, Cain!” I informed him, my tone confronting. It seems I’m not the only one who has plans for Rowan tonight. He has a plan for me too.

I whisper back. "They're not all your boyfriends, are they?" he jokes, chuckling a little. "No, not all of them. No," at least that one is not a lie. I gulp nervously and my gaze is drawn back towards the lycans. Julian is saying something heatedly to Caspian who is looking livid. A few seconds later Caspian takes off. Vivian immediately runs off after him. I feel sick. I feel sick and furious. "They're all beautiful, huh?" utters Evan.