Soul Eater Soul Eater Evans Novels & Stories

If he had known it, he would have taken up the job for tonight. ‘He seemed to be the God of War? ‘You can’t kill the God of War. You would just throw your lives away!’ Unfortunately, the rascal next to him did not know anything. After all, he did not participate in the last ‘fight’. He pointed at Thomas with a baseball bat, “You little bastard, today Mr. Evans is here, and you are sure to be dead soon! Now I am giving you a chance to kneel down and help Mr. Evans to lick his shoes, and I shall leave your corpse intact.”

Stele shouted "are you mad eva? she is zoya not srinithi, if you continue behaving like this, soon you'll be sent to mental asylum, stop it" eva looked at Mrs. Stele and said "yeah you're right she is not srinithi" Mrs. Stele sighed in relief, eva said "she is not srinithi, but you're srinithi that's why you wants to send me to mental asylum to create distance between me and my don" Mrs. Stele became dumbfounded to her daughter's madness, eva was choking Mrs. Stele, all the maids are trying to pull eva back, but Eva's craziness is increasing more and more

“And have all those pretty flies around you after my blood? I think not! You are on the loudspeaker, and I have projected the video in front of several hundred people, by the way.” “Damn! My reputation is going to be ruined by you one of these days.” “What are friends for?” “Heartless bitch!” Evan exclaimed, but everyone could see there was no malice in his words. “Since you have already called me heartless, might as well ask you for help?” Evan suddenly turned solemn. Everyone watching could finally believe that it was indeed Evan, the top designer of Soul Jewelry. “Elle, honey, I am not designing another beautiful pendant for your 5-year-old goddaughter. Anything other than that, count me

An indescribable glint winked in Evan’s eyes, “I have his grandson.” Viso stilled, comprehending the meaning behind his words for a few seconds. “You mean that kid…” “Yes. Liam is Giovanni Rossi’s grandson.” “Cazzo! He is really Satan's son,” Viso commented, sighing deeply. Evan let out a laugh. “Don't insult Satan by calling Liam his son now we know who his father is. Elijah is a puppy and that too of a toy breed. He acts like a big wolf but he is nothing.” Evan almost rolled his eyes recalling his nonsensical face at the auction.

Michael introduced him as Gustavo. Next came the man to the left who was much smaller, but just as stocky as Gustavo. His raven black hair was shaved at the sides and the long hair left at the top was tied in a ponytail. His eyes were black as night, devoid of all emotions as he glared at Asher. His mouth which turned down in a frown had a nasty scar right above his top lip. Also like Gustavo, this man sported tattoos all along his arms and up around his neck as well. Michael deemed him to be Stefen. Neither man spoke as they took Asher in. Their eyes held no signs of interest or warmth as they examined him. Under their scrutinizing gazes Asher could feel himself wanting to shrink bac

A huge red demon with the body of a muscular and furry beast and the head and neck of a python emerged from the ground. The soul looked surprised but then continued sitting and showing an 'I don't care' attitude. Of course, it would behave like that because it was a soul and felt that it wouldn't be touched by anything. But I knew that this demon can definitely cause harm to it because the mirror summons demons according to my situation. The demon reached out and tried to grab the soul in vain. The soul laughed at the demon's attempt and laughed at me as well. To my surprise, the demon laughed and the spat a black sticky substance at the soul.

"I just wanted to say that Sebastian will do anything so save your grandmother. Don't let your self believe on anyone except on us." "If I trust you can you give my grandmother back to me? And who is Matheus? Why did he take my grandmother ?!" I promise with a trembling voice. "Matheus is the king of Orpheus. He's an evil and he'll do anything to destroy us." Its a cold answer. "And what have we got to do with you? We are just humble people." Is it just human? "Yes you're a human ... but, your grandmother is vampire." A vampire?

Victor wanted to reluctantly argue, blinded by what was really happening but the next second his breath hitched in utter disbelief at the sudden occurrence flashing before him. “No… No!... im... impossible! It must be the drug… you must have released the fumes in here… yes! That has to be it… this was all part of your plan… have the others distract me… while you were secretly waiting to take me out…” The agitated man reasoned; clearly in denial as he stumbled backwards pressing on the wall behind him for support, his eyes intently glued to the scene of the glitching figure several steps ahead. “I… can assure you… this is no drug… and I am… Mike Rayburn… a soul with a vengeance.”

"Evet." When he lowered his head and entered his room, he came across a picture of his parents. With a wry smile and heavy steps, he went to the nightstand and took the picture in his hand. While the word "I'm sorry" was falling from his mouth with broken sobs, he embraced the picture among his rising cries... Death was right, but the person who caused it would suffer from remorse until he died... ***

Evan said, his voice a little high as if he was enjoying Evenor's reaction. "Let's keep this to only the three of us. If anyone in the martial arts world will know about her being my soulmate, you are already thoughtful enough to acknowledge what will transpire after that." Evan said and darted his gaze toward Megara before looking at Evenor again.