Summertime Saga Eve Novels & Stories

Grey held my left hand and pulled me to the extremely long ticket line. "This stupid ass line is so fucking long and that guy is so slow, we'll probably get our tickets when the carnival closes", the oh-so familiar voice said in front of us. "Cam", he turned around to see me, along with the girl he was with. She was so fucking beautiful by the way; bright green eyes, brown hair and she looked Mexican and very familiar. "Evie, you're here, Ari, meet Eve, my friend and Eve, meet Ari, my new girlfriend", he pointed to her and I shook hands with her. She looked so fucking familiar but I couldn't put my finger on where exactly I'd seen her before.

“What the hell were you thinking, Eve? We trusted you to go to your Rema’s, have a fun vacation with your sister for the summer, and not be called out in the middle of the night to search for you and rescue you from inside a mountain you were told never to go anywhere near. What is wrong with you?”

“I plan on publicly showing my love to my ‘second wife’ Sally Summers in the future. If anyone has any opinions, they can come straight to me.” Suddenly, a large hand reached over and grabbed Sally’s phone. Elijah gripped Sally’s phone as he spoke coldly. Evonne, who was on the other end of the line, was stunned into silence. Then, her shocked voice rang out. “What’s going on!! Sally Summers, did you spend the night with Elijah!!??” Sally was stunned for a few seconds before she blushed and grabbed her phone back from Elijah. “Well… I… last night…” She had a headache.

Her vision again blurred for a moment, yet was accompanied by the humming of her brain as her blood warmed up by the idea of Sage kissing him, her heart beating faster, ready for any unwanted scream that made her panic even more. "How could he steal a kiss and vanish? Just like that?" Shit! What an ass. Was she complaining? Hell no, the man knows how to kiss; he kissed her like she was his water in the desert. Like she was his everything, his oasis. "Sage!?" In a moment, Eve appeared and asked her what happened. "Sage vanished." "Don't worry, dear. He will be back. He always comes back." "Are you sure?" "Of course."

Adina’s POV When will these visions stop? I have so many things I want to get accomplished today and I just can’t seem to get away from these. “Why did you have to leave me Adam?” Eve calls out distressed, in my vision. Luna Eve is frantically running around looking for something as well. I don’t see anything specific, just thick black smoke billowing from a strange pack house. Nothing in this vision I can place my finger on for reference. Pack members are scrambling for children and fleeing for their lives. Suddenly there can be heard screams of pain and agony. Looking in Eve’s direction I can see children crying for parents. It is all out war. Homes are on fire and being burned to the grou

“Mama, when will she wake up?” “I don’t know,” I admit, brushing his curls away from his face. The cook calls us for breakfast, and I take Zane’s hand. At the table, Damon asks about Kala. “Lucy says she’ll be fine after some rest and medicine,” I say. Across the table, Eve barely touches her food. Her hands tremble as she lifts her cup. Our gazes meet, and for a moment, she looks startled, almost guilty. Suddenly, Eve stands, her chair scraping loudly. “I’m not hungry today,” she announces, leaving the room.

And she didn't seem to like anything her daughter did. Evangeline rolled her eyes at her husband then sighed in defeat. She knew Hayden was right. Dabria was the future queen of the Cerberus territory. Dabria looked at her father's face. Hayden winked at her and she smiled widely. "Dabby, you just mentioned that you have met Eve. When was that? I am sure when she was here, she was in your body. You were her host. How did you meet her? And when?" It was Salvador who asked Dabria in a confused tone. Dabria giggled as she heard her uncle. Of course she didn't meet Eve in person. Dabria would have thought that it was just a dream. But it turned out to be the truth Eve was trying to tell Dabria.

EVE’s POV 5 years ago. "Ma'am Eve!" I could hear my personal maid yelling my name as she burst into my room. I tried so hard to open my eyes, and a throbbing ache pierced through my skull when they finally flickered open and met the light. Micah was standing by my bedside, looking anxious and worried. "The election is set to commence in 40 minutes. I thought you'd be ready by now. Remember, you have to rehearse your speech before you go out there."

Fiona asked Grace, her tone making it sound like simply knowing me was some kind of offense. I had made another mistake, I my excitement, I had forgotten who I was supposed to be. I wasn't Summer anymore , I was Elena. Grace held my gaze for a brief moment before answering. "No, I have never met her," she said, giving me a cold, piercing look. I quickly cleared my throat, trying to cover up my mistake. "Sorry. She just looks like someone I know," I said.

I would cook for Alfredo and Irina whenever we see resources. The fact that Irina is dead still feels weird, but she pushed it. She had to deliver Eve to her money-hungry mother. She is lucky to be killed by De'vora. I might spare her life. But she will wish for death instead. I stirred the meal as the aroma filled my nose. It smells good. And it is almost ready. I moved towards the island and picked up the chopped vegetables when Eve walked in dressed in her red nightwear that stopped almost above her thigh.