The Mummy Evelyn Carnahan Novels & Stories

My sister came home three years after she went missing. But every time she saw me, she lost control and tried to kill herself. She blamed me for failing to protect her. My parents begged me with tears in their eyes. "Move down to the basement. We owe her this much. Don't hold it against her. Once she gets better, you can move back upstairs, okay?" I agreed. Seven years passed, and I slowly became invisible in my own home. Then, this Christmas, Mom finally invited me to celebrate with the family. I had barely picked up the knife to cut the cake when my sister suddenly screamed. I jumped up, but before I could react, my sister snatched the cake knife and slashed her own wrist. Mom lunged at me

Because once she lifted her head fully into the cemetery light, the resemblance struck immediately. Not to Lucian. Not to Adrian. To Elias. The same eyes. The same jawline. The same unsettling calm that looked inherited rather than learned. Alexander forgot to breathe first. Lucian went still in a way Mara had not yet seen tonight. Even Corvin narrowed his gaze differently. Not amused now. Careful. Marianne whispered again, softer this time, as if confirming her own memory. “I knew she would come if the tape survived.” The young woman stopped near Sabine’s vehicle and looked at everyone only once before speaking.

“You can say that again.” I clenched my jaw. We finally had the bastard right where we wanted. But for whatever reason I didn’t feel the satisfaction I thought I would. “Where is the rest of Chief’s team?” I asked as I continued to look through the window. Evan crossed his arms over his chest. “You mean, where is Evelyn?” I gave him a pointed look. “She’s in your office. Chief ordered her to take some time to come down from everything that happened tonight and with her mom.”

He plugs a laptop into the AV system. The giant screen behind us—which was displaying the Echo logo—flickers. "They talk about ethics," Evelyn says to the cameras. "They talk about safety. But they are liars. And they are murderers." A gasp goes through the room. "I have evidence," Evelyn announces. "Irrefutable proof. That these two... creators... murdered my son, Harlan Voss." My blood runs cold. "Harlan is alive," I shout. "He’s in military custody!"

She isn't worth your anger. "Catelyn, I’m so pissed off! Mrs. Manson should be me, not you." Evelyn suddenly narrowed her eyes as if something fun came to her head. She teased, "If you kill yourself, perhaps I will feel better and consider treating Cedrick."

“My goodness, you scared the life out of me!” Aunt Caroline was a short and plump woman in her mid-forties. Her hair was always dyed blonde because she took after her idol Madonna. She kept her face hidden with all the cosmetics she covered it. The only time she was seen without her make-up was when she applied facial mask. “Aunt Caroline? What’s got you all fired up?” Yet inside Ellaine’s head she was still thinking about the empty town and the huge tree. “You were having a bad dream!”

“ It's alright but I think you guys would have to free Raymond on your own without Muna. ” “ Huh...But why ? Where is Muna? ” “ She was... She was ”, Evelyn said in a broken voice as she broke down in tears again. Before her sister, Caitlin. Muna and Nathan's mother and their father had died. They had told her with their last dying breath not to let their daughter fall into the hands of the Werewolves, but she failed and if only they knew that their daughter was the mate to a Werewolf Alpha. “ Hello ? Aunt Evelyn ? ” Danielle said when she heard a crying voice on the line “ Are you alright ? Has something happened to Muna ? ”

I have hidden the truth for them or so I thought until this moment. I glance at their two inquisitive faces, the eagerness to know why mummy is angry with the mystery uncle. Daniel, who was too clever, stared at my lips trying to read the meaning of the words that slipped out next. “Mum is just….” I was about to ease the intense silent and awkward moments when Jeffery fell to his knees, looking utterly remorseful. Possibly helpless to my hardened heart

She didn’t entered into Marylyn she wanted her to enjoy her moment with Manuel but she couldn’t sit and watch them having sex and she disappears back to the hospital walking around only for she to see a woman crying and she stood staring at the woman and the woman stood up and walks to her and she says to her “ Can you see me? The woman asks in tears and Evelyn looks around because as far as she knows no one has seen her since her death. “ Can you see me? She replied with a question. “ Yes, I can see you” the woman says. “ Meaning we can see each other right? Evelyn asks. “Yes” the woman answered. “ Why are you crying? She asked the woman. “ My husband mistress asked that I should be killed

Reinhard's neck tightened while both hands gripped his mystical weapon tightly. "Grrraaaahhhh!~ ... " Reinhard's scream sounded extremely painful. Damien exhaled cigarette smoke from his respiratory tract. A second later, Eve came in through the door. Evelyn Cerelie. The mixed-blood girl with Anubis' spirit inside her soul Anubis is an Ancient Egyptian god who is closely associated with the mummification of corpses. For the past few days, Eve had been training with Ginny to discover what her true powers were.