Soul Eater Evans Suit Novels & Stories

I hope not, I don't trust him around her. Then she came downstairs and I was just mesmerized... she was wearing a suit... a freaking Suit! It has been so long since she wore a suit. She was looking confident in her own skin now. Wait... This is not one of her suits. I remember all her clothes since I am the one who bought them. This suit is dusty pink. Electra never owned any pink suit. Where did this come from?  "Wow, you are looking amazing in my designed suit." Eva said and I was shocked. Eva designed this? This is looking really nice, it is different from Electra's usual style.

Her head was spinning around and she had a blurr vision of things happening in front of her. Eva's arms were tied as she sat on cold polished tiles. She looked around and saw Damon the bass wearing a grey coloured tight fitting shirt with his legs wide open sitting on the sofa. His above two buttons were open that gave his muscles a perfect look. Beside the sofa was standing David in his usual decent look wearing a black tuxedo suit.

I say it in a lighter tone really bent on releasing some tension. He nods. "I am so sorry" My lips twitch and I push his wine glass to him wiggling my brow. "Common you said to let out some steam. What are you waiting for?" He attempts to smile but fails but takes my advice reaching for the glass draining its content. I smile, pleased. "Good" I pick the wine glass filling the glasses. "Scarlett…" he calls again. I look up and to my surprise Evans is pulling off his suit jacket. "Uhh…?"

Mainly because Evan Agreed to go on adventures with me. “I’m sad you’re not coming!” I pushed out my lip. “I’m sure you are.” He rolled his eyes and grabbed my bag as we walked to the plane. “Seriously, call me day or night. I’ll be on a plane in minutes.” “I know. I can always count on you.” If there wasn’t some stupid rule about mating in your rank, I would seriously look at Evan. He isn’t the tallest but is still 6 foot. On the skinner side, but completely void of fat. Nothing but muscle lined his body, except a massive back tattoo that came up to his neck and around his shoulder. It was tribal in memory of his grandma that passed away.

So she bumped into someone and was about to fall when a strong masculine arm held her by her elbow and stopped her from falling flat on her ass. Eva looked up and found a man wearing a five-piece suit. He is looking completely out of place on the campus, as the kids here are wearing casuals. He is looking handsome with his hair combed backward and one of his ears is pieced, from where a diamond earring is shining brightly. But he is not her type, and definitely not as handsome as Damien. "I am sorry" Eva muttered and tried to sidestep him and leave. But he didn't let off her elbow. She looked frowned and looked at him.

Just when I thought we were finally getting to know each other. " We might have omitted the fact that there was also a EULS device included as one of the devices slipped into that man's pocket which we used to probe his cell phone." "You might have?" She questioned rising from her seat. "And you're just telling me this now? How did you even find time to do all these because I'm sure I'm always with you till you go to bed?" She fired at me in her usual calm voice which tells me she was beyond livid. Leave Mike to disappear when I needed him the most, I sighed.

Just the version of him from high school and what he'd shown me in the past few days. "Okay," I said slowly. "Let's say hypothetically Steve is evil. What's his motive? What does he gain from killing me?" "Maybe he's obsessed with you," Danny suggested. "Maybe he thought if you were in danger, you'd turn to him, depend on him. Some people have twisted ideas about love."

I huddle my wool blanket around my shoulders and sit beside Evans, making sure there’s enough space to keep us from touching. Caius’ gaze intensifies, and a single shudder steals down my spine. He might not be the most affectionate immortal man, and that’s putting it lightly, but the minimal emotion he does show is more powerful than I can put into words. “Tell me their plan,” I say to Evans, nodding towards the map. “Tell me everything you know.” Evans opens the can of pineapple half-way and brings it to his lips. The sugary liquid tips into his welcoming mouth, and he hastily gulps down every last drop.

Evan sat on a torn leather sofa a few feet away in a crisp white shirt, looking absurdly clean in the middle of all that rot. He smiled when he saw her wake up. "There you are." Serena's eyes snapped into focus. She looked at the rope, at Lucas by the doorway, then at Evan. "Did you kill Adrian?" Evan's smile widened. "Well, look at that. You finally caught up." "Why? I took you in. I gave you a home. I did everything for you." Evan got to his feet and crossed the room at an easy pace. "You did. And you were brilliant at it too. The way you'd take my side before Adrian had even opened his mouth? Chef's kiss."

It's also to ease their relationship. With an awkward smile, Sanji said, "I hope Brother Evan will enjoy the food I and my brothers have prepared..." Evan took one stick of meat and a clean bowl from his pouch. He then put it inside the bowl, wash his hands with the water pouch hanging on his hips then proceed to remove the meat from the stick before putting it back, patiently taking out all the bones only leaving the flesh for his small beast to eat. His moves were practiced and very calm, making the people watching them dumbfounded.