Ryan Evans Hsm Novels & Stories

My dress caught a light breeze, but the chill inside me ran deeper. “Talk fast,” I said once we were out of easy earshot. “What is so important that you show up looking like you fought your way through a storm?” Evans ran a hand through his disheveled hair, breathing hard. “I know I am the last person you want to see right now. I will keep this short. Now, listen to me. Kael is involved with someone called Grimes Hangrove. The man is dangerous, really dangerous. He isn’t the type you mess with. He pulls strings in the shadows, and once he has his hooks in, he doesn’t let go.”

"You truly are a talent no one has seen in a long time, Dr. Norwood. Seth Hemsley, commander of the Black Fang Unit, at your service. You can just call me Seth!" Tyson and Seth both looked at Evan with glowing admiration. They stood side by side as they naturally grabbed each of Evan's hands in a fervent handshake. 'Boom.'

Mr Caine motioned for silence and the room soon became quiet once more. "Now that you all got the chance to take it in, I'd like to introduce Xavier Persons," he introduced polite clapping following his statement, as the door opened a man appears shaking his hand. Confidence radiated off his 6'1 figure, his black hair combed perfectly, his navy blue tailored suit holding his perfectly sculpted body. All eyes were on him but he went unfazed as he turned to face the room.

Other than a willing woman down on her knees and sucking my— The vibrating of my phone snaps me back to the present and I give my head a shake. Beside me, the air conditioning unit in the window kicks on and a cold breeze hits my arm as I reach over and swipe my phone off the side table. It's Sully, one of the few and original enforcers that we decided to keep around. He's a good man, loyal and trustworthy. "Hi Sully," I say. "Everything okay?" Since Connor is out of town and unable to be reached by cell because he's currently surrounded by mountains which equals limited cell service, I'm apparently the one in charge. Scary thought, but I'll roll with it.

Hector never leaves my heart; he's always causing me small aches that brings a lot of sadness in me. I opened the TV for noise in my room and walked to the terrace of my room and sat down, I watched the visible stars in the sky as the cold breeze hit. I was listening to the TV while closing my eyes and I heard this. “Director Christian Evans is back in service after new Director Hector Evans stepped down as the director yesterday, Director C. Evans has named Davidson Hudges as assistant director in charge of the New York Field Office. He most recently served as the special agent in charge of the Philadelphia Field Office.” n-no.

He walked me back to the couches before he said, "He's not a psycho or anything. I promise." I sat down and so did he. "Do you remember that video you made during college?" Alec asked. I sat back on the couch to think for a moment and Alec did too. "Oh! Yeah! The promotional video that was posted on the school website to encourage more women to attend my private college." I said. Alec nodded in agreement before he said, "Well if you remember? That video went viral on I*******m. My master saw it as a suggested video that he may like because he donates funds to your private college."

Silvercity was a small city, and it shouldn’t take them more than four hours to get to RavenMoor. He had searched for the city on his phone last night. The buildings in sight passed by in a blur as the car sped by. Anticipation rose in Evans’s chest; he knew he shouldn’t be there, but something kept pulling him. He knew he had every right to find out about the truth, and he would do anything. By the time they entered the city, Evans had dozed off. The faint nudge of the driver woke him up, and he quickly shifted his gaze to the driver.

ROSY I sighed and slipped into the SUV parked outside the inauguration center. “You must be very tired,” Evan chuckled from the driver’s seat and I smiled tiredly. Evan stuck to his decision of being my driver. He resigned from his job in Cuba and became my driver, one of the best drivers I have ever employed. “Why don’t you want people to know about our relationship?” I asked. He pulled to a violent stop, taken aback by my sudden question. “Let’s keep it a secret for now, I don’t want your rivals to use it against you,” Evan replied.

Klaus removed his robe, his sweatpants and sleeveless white shirt remained as he set the bottles of bourbon on the ring. “I don’t give a shit if you’re handicapped, Evan,” he murmured, tossing over a bandage wrap. “Enemies don’t care if you’re on your period and suffering from PMS.” Devin chortled beside me. I glared at him. He’s deemed to be on my team, that’s why I brought him here, plus I needed his plane. I should really buy one one of these days instead of borrowing planes from these infuriating men.