The House Of Eve Novels & Stories

Eve took a step back, her heart and feet heavy as she managed to walk up the grand stairs. She felt cheapened again, loathing her family and Alessandro and every other person involved in her misery. That night, as she lay in bed shivering from an internal cold which had washed her body with goosebumps, the housekeeper returned all her property to her room. The message from Alessandro was clear. Their sham of an arrangement was over. Eve cried deep into the night, despising Ava for being so evil and then getting her into this, hating her parents who had sold her off and run away after manipulating her.

Eve was again confused and again she opened the next photo and she was even more surprised and took another photo. "Isn't...isn't...this a picture of my house? But why does Damian have it? Our old house? Wait a minute...No way! No way! So Maira's mum...is..." Eve covered her mouth. "EVE! EVE! Where are you?" Eve, who had fallen silent in surprise. Raised her head as she heard someone calling her name.

The rain poured harder which alarmed everyone. "In the garden. Now" Lilith commanded as she lead the way to the Garden of Eden. The pouring rain made it harder to fly. Like how they were trained, they position themselves like how they are taught incase something like this happens. Chills run through their spines as they witnessed a number of vampires at the garden. "Lilith!" a little voice coming from behind one of the vampires caught their attention. Marxia, a pixie was being held captive. "MARXIA!" a fairy from behind shouted and flew towards her daughter. It was Nenita, mother of Marxia.

"Welcome to the family business, Mrs. Lancaster." That name...I hate that name. The executive floor smelled of leather-bound ledgers and Cuban cigars. Eve held court at the head of a mahogany table large enough to seat twenty, her emerald dress matching the poison in her smile. "Ah," she purred, not rising from her throne-like chair. "How... domestic of you to bring your little wife to work, darling." Adam pulled out a seat for me beside him. "Lucia's observing today." Eve's crimson nails tapped against a thick dossier labeled Succession Planning. "Wives breed. They don't balance ledgers."

Hayley said. “I want to see them, and kick some ass.” Wendy let out. “You don't want to, they are pretty powerful...” Hayley said with a grin, and they chortled. Witches almost escaped her lips, but thank heavens she didn't say the word. Earnestine drove into the house with Wendy and Hayley in the car. She had gone to pick them up from school after she left Erin's shop. Wendy loved what she saw, the house was really beautiful, the fence, the green grasses, and of course the corridor. She imagined what the inside would look like. Wendy widened her eyes in astonishment when they took a step into the house, she couldn't believe her eyes, but this house was virtually like heaven. The delicate ch

"Is that so? Too bad no amount of effort will erase the wrinkles at the corners of your eyes." I didn't argue. I had no interest in playing games with her. Instead, I went home, packed my things, and called my parents to take my son. … On the third day, I left the signed mate bond dissolution agreement on the coffee table. The Moon Goddess only granted us one true mate. Since Lucas had chosen the younger, prettier Amy, I was willing to let them have each other. Ms. Murphy came to pick me up for the airport herself, probably afraid I would change my mind at the last minute.

Gery pleaded before leaving Eve's house. ***

"We’ll make sure nobody else follows you into that room." ​"Good," Eve said. She looked at her stomach, thinking of the life growing inside her. "Tomorrow morning, this ends." ​ ​

Eve's mother's illness was frequently on her thoughts, but she ignored it for the time being. With a nod, Eve took her arm and led her down the veranda stairs and along the road that led to the cluster of buildings that housed the majority of the pack members, as well as the administration buildings, the daycare center, and the community supplies. It wasn't exactly a path, more of a line of grass worn down by the scant traffic that passed by Eve and Marie's house.

He groaned and fell at his side. “Dust!” Cartel went to him and touched him with his feet but he wasn’t moving up, his head was placed on the ground and he didn’t bring them up. He went over to the bars and shook them, calling for help. Eve came out of the cab, stared at the mansion of Wesley, and after taking a deep breath she walked into the house. Her fingers went over the doorbell and she rang it. The door was opened immediately and Vero's face came out through the door.