Mal Evie Jay Carlos Novels & Stories

I joke. Jayson chuckles. Once we’re inside, I follow the sound of crying to the living room, where Evie is lying facedown, crying into the rug. “Evie?” I call out softly, wanting her to know that I’m not mad and hoping to coax her into talking to me. Her wailing stops immediately, and he lifts his head to see me kneeling next to him. I place a gentle hand on his back, rubbing up and down. “Hey, El. Why are you crying?”

That's a boundary I'd rather not cross. Walking up the stairs and down the hall into the sitting room, I deposit the tray on the table, slip his card beneath it and leave. I'm still in the hallway when I see Javier walking towards me from the opposite direction. Carlos and a man i haven't seen before flanks him from behind. While Carlos’ large body swallows up the other man's form, they both have nothing on Javier. His six foot something self walks with so much poise, he could be a world class model if this cartel thing didn't work out for him. I'm not kidding.

"That isn't possible, Carlos." He was getting even more agitated, I could see it in his posture, but I wasn't worried. Carlos had always been very loud-mouthed, but when it came down to it, he always chose the amicable way out of his problems. Suddenly, he waved his hand and two of his men stepped in front of him and pulled out their guns. They fired past Silas and I, raining bullets into the windshield of my car, instantly killing Jay who was still in the driver's seat.

Every time she winced in pain, every time she pressed her trembling hand against her belly and whispered to their unborn child, Lucas felt as though someone was ripping his heart out, piece by piece. The great Lucas Evans, who once stood at the top of the world, untouchable and cold-blooded, was now utterly powerless against the suffering of one woman. At that moment, Lucas made a vow. No matter who it was… No matter how deep they hid… He wouldn’t let a single one of those bastards get away. Carlos shook his head in mock amusement. “Should I say you’re too smart or if you’re too stupid?” He took a slow step forward, hands casually tucked into his pockets.

“Yes, Said Mia “that’s what I’m after, what other ideas can you think up?” “Um . . . can I see the weapons you normally carry and how you would normally use them, so I can design the dress around them.” “What is your name?” Jay asked “I’m Evie, and this is Skyler. I prefer to sketch and Skyler is the most amazing at making any creation come to life.” “Hi I’m Jay and this is Mia, please just use our names when we are alone.” “Nice to meet you, Evie and Skyler” Mia said “I’ll go get my holster” and she disappeared from the room

Unless. "Well. Now we can check him off the bad guy list, can't we?" Carlos snickered at Evan. Jodie leaned forward, not looking at anyone but Noah. "He is not a pre-emptive striker. And Noah," no double take at addressing him directly, "patience is his virtue. Not ours."

Caroline could only enter the cafe as she received no response. While waiting for her meal, she frustratedly checked the news on her phone, trying to distract herself. To her surprise, a video of Evan assaulting someone had become a trending topic online with a shocking headline: [CEO of MK Beats Elder Brother!] Caroline was stunned. 'So, Casey is Evan's brother?' Upon realizing that, she recalled how terrified Jamie had been when she encountered Casey. This revelation might explain the conflict between Evan and Casey. Otherwise, Evan wouldn't have attacked Casey just for touching Caroline.

Elaine stepped into the living room to see Tom, she sighed and ran her hand through her hair before rubbing her neck and pouting, she took a deep breath once more "I'm really sorry about that. Mom is just always like that." "It's okay" Tom smiled "but you know your mom is right." Elaine rolled her eyes, "spare me that please. All this is just to make sure I end up with Jasper." "Who is Jasper?" "A nobody" she replied while walking past him into the bedroom. Carlos stared at her stiff back and his lips curved up in a smile "I really believe he is somebody" he whispered to himself before sitting on the couch, his hand ran through his hair as he thought on what the mother and daughter just said

I saw him tense his jaw; a vein popped out on the side of his neck. Gideon didn’t let up; I could see how on edge Logan was but there was nothing I could do. It felt like watching a boxing match, one round after another the hits kept on coming. Gideon tried to bring Logan’s validity into question. Once Gideon was done, I could see confusion on some of the jurors' faces but then I saw Jack speaking to Evelyn quietly at the table. Evelyn asked for a recross. “Mr. Carter. You stated that the night you met the victim that you had never seen her before.”