My Name Is Eva Novels & Stories

I was captivated by his words, by his fingers tracing patterns down my skin, by the raw emotions dancing in his eyes. I was beyond captivated by this strange man. “I…don’t understand anything you’re saying. Who are you? What are you? What is this ‘mate’ you speak of?” His lips broke into a devious smirk. “Well, aren’t you curious? First, tell me your name.” I frowned, considering it. “Fine, I’m Evanora. Eva for short.” “Evanora.” It rolled off his tongue in a seductive whisper. “It sounds exotic. I love it.”

“My friend from Yorkshire.” The woman raised one eyebrow and extended her hand toward Eva. Eva carefully accepted it. Not too strong. Not too weak. “My name?” “Eva.” “Eva,” the woman repeated, as if testing a name without a surname. “I thought you would bring a billionaire’s daughter from Dubai or an actress from Milan.” Her eyes moved over Eva. “But instead... Yorkshire.” Eva held her smile. Aron answered calmly. “Because what people expect is not always what interests me.”

For the first time since the conversation began. A faint smile tugged at the corner of Adrian's mouth. It disappeared so quickly Eva wasn't sure she'd imagined it. Richard, however, noticed. "So," he said sharply, "you find this amusing?" "No." Adrian's voice was even. "I find it interesting." He looked at Eva. "What is your full name?" She hesitated. "Eva Hart." "How long have you worked as an event planner?" "Five years." "You've organized weddings before?" "More than thirty."

"He was happy to know you have a mate." She kept laughing. Like this was all some kind of joke. "And I had to keep coming." She took a step closer, her gaze searching mine. "I really wanted to make this right.” I forced my expression to remain blank, but my skin prickled. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, she gasped softly. "Oh! I didn’t tell you my name last time." Her lips curled into a smile. "By the way, I’m Eva Monroe." The name settled like a stone in my chest.

Her brows furrowed and she looked behind her, to know if there was someone there, when she saw no-one she turned to him; ''You mean me? Blake frowned; ''is there any other person in this room apart from you?” Evie laughed; ''Wait, you mean, you don't know me?” she stared at him unbelievably. Which citizen of Australia did not know her, where did he come from? Blake tilted his head; ''um, am I supposed to know you?” he creased his brows in wonder. Evie laughed; ''No, no, that’s not it, I thought… I thought I told you my name earlier. Ha-ha.” She laughed; ''don't mind my manners, I'm Evie. ''

she whispered. “It was, wasn’t it?” I agreed. I was feeling a little shaky. “I don’t even know your name,” she said, blushing. I introduced myself. “I don’t know your name, either,” I pointed out. “It’s Eva,” my chance lover said. “It has been a pleasure meeting you, Eva,” I said. Eva sat up, not bothering to cover her nakedness. “Well, I guess I can say it's been a pleasure meeting you, too,” she said, giggling. Her small hand caressed my belly. “A real pleasure!”

Then she smiled. A calm, almost knowing smile. "My name," she said gently, "is Vanessa." She paused just long enough for Eva's pulse to quicken. "And I'm Adrian's fiancée." The words landed like a thunderclap. Eva stood frozen. Unable to breathe. Unable to think.

he referred to the AndroiO project, Eva knew they were buying new machines, although she didn't know the name, she thought it was an older woman. "Evangelina Anderson," Eva said, extending her hand politely. "I think I know you already, you're the girl who has no idea how to drive a car," Alina said in that typical cradle voice. Eva smiled, she had nothing to answer at that moment, she knew she had made a mistake by being distracted.

He explained in detail and saw the girl who was sitting right next to him looking at him with interest. "Oh my name…." The girl stood up quickly at his sight, her delicate figure in a white silk dress showing off. "My name is Ivan. These people know me as Princess Eva.” She straightened the skirt of the frock with one hand, placed the other hand on her stomach and bent one leg slightly while bowing. The style was like pure princesses. "Yes, this is Princess Eva. Because when she was born, more flowers and greenery were spread in this kingdom than before. We can all talk because of Princess Eva. This is her power, she give life to withered plants and flowers. She can heal the wounded.”

She can now. "Hello." she said gently, greeting the two people seated by the kitchen counter. Marina turned to her and smiled, her motherly ambiance reminding Evie of her Mama Emilia. "Hello, dear." Edward did the same, all the while writing something down on paper. "I'm Genevieve." She wanted to hang out with her new friends, but inside she was panicking. What should she do?! Ed laughed and stared at her, warmth in his wrinkly eyes "We know, Ma'am."