Wall E Loves Eve Novels & Stories

After Zeke happily confessed his love to Misty, she started to shun him. He couldn't believe that Misty wouldn't give him a look after all he had done for her. Fueled by emotions, he blurted out a secret he had kept hidden for a long time, "Fuck! Misty Lawrence, do you really think that highly of yourself? No one's gonna love a crazy person like you if it wasn't for your family wealth! Only that silly man, Carter Flanagan, would do that! Too bad you lost him over Zach!" "But Misty," With a cold smirk, he revealed, "Did you really think Zach was in love with you? Just like me, he had his eyes on your family's fortune—not you!"

his eyes flashed black as his voice dropped coldly. I swallowed and tried to step away but his hold around my waist grew tighter. Was he jealous? ‘ I'm glad he doesn't like him because I don't.’ Eve didn't lose the opportunity to express how she hated Wade which I knew. “ He is just….” His lips crushed on mine and bit my bottom lip making me hissed in pain. “ Just stay away from him.” He said, licking the blood on my lip; his hand slipped up into my hair and slowly pulled my head back into his chest.

Eve must not have realized the two buttons of her blouse were open. “Sorry, I’m a bit late. I had to wait for -” I quickly grabbed Eve’s wrist, halting her from continuing. Her eyes widened with surprise and confusion as she looked at me. “Did I do something wrong?” She blinked and swallowed as she waited for me to answer. Did she do something wrong? I don't know. My brows furrowed, but I could not take my eyes away from her chest. “What’s that? How did you get that?” I asked curiously, narrowing my eyes at the love bites I saw.

Logan, “Mom it is not funny.” Evelyn, “Ok Ok tell me your question.” “What is the difference between Love and Attraction?" Logan asked his Mom while taking a deep breath. Evelyn saw Logan and she understood that there was some matter about a girl in his life but she didn’t ask him because she knew that he would feel awkward. Evelyn became very serious and wanted to teach him a life lesson about love. She didn’t want Logan to fail in love as she had failed.

Xavier is the first boyfriend lovelyn has ever had and she actually made a choice that got momma proud. " Shut up! I'm not telling you! So much for keeping a secret with Mom. Who else knows about him? Dad? Uncle Tucker? Grandma Julie?" " Grandma Julie is dead". " My point exactly" I laughed at her priceless reaction and lifted my wrist to check the time. " Love, we'll talk later alright? Hope he's good to you?" I will have no one treating my sister anything less than the gold she is. " Yeah yeah" " Good, take care of yourself"

The head waiter nodded and served them; he took a glass of Lemonade on one of the waiter’s tray, placed it on the table in front of Vivian, before grabbing a glass of red wine and placing it before Chris. As soon as they left, another set of waiters approached Chris and Vivian and served them appetizers. “Christopher Ryan Smith!” A very familiar voice called. Chris stood up, almost gave Edward a handshake but Edward pulled him into a hug instead. “It’s been a while buddy. I’m so happy to see you!” Edward smiled, pulling away from the hug. “Same here. Happy Birthday man, long life and prosperity.” “Thanks, buddy! I hope you brought me a present.” He grinned.

It felt funny now, looking back. Eve leaned in, her palm at the side of her mouth. “Pick Willow Creek and you get a hot dude for free,” she whispered, gesturing with her eyes to Arthur. “Eve,” I playfully warned. “What? I'm not wrong,” she shrugged. Mum led Elvis in our direction, with Dad and Jackson on their tail. “What's your decision?” Dad asked. “There's still time to think,” I said with a nervous smile. “It's New Year and you need to get Elvis in time for school. Come on, don't keep us in suspense,” Jackson said.

"Someone just left a package in our mailroom. I want it screened before anyone touches it." The package was retrieved and examined. It was clean. No explosives, no chemicals, no biological agents. Just a small velvet pouch, identical to the one that had contained my mother-in-law's baby rattle. Inside the pouch was a silver locket, antique and engraved with the initials C.L. Celeste Lovelace. And inside the locket was a photograph of Eve, taken through the window of our apartment, with a date stamp from two days ago. Attached to the locket was a note, handwritten in elegant script.

Willow cast her a glance before she added, “Also, a word of advice: Andrew is heartless. He loves no one but himself. You can get married to him for the sake of getting what you want from it. But if you fall in love with him, you’re done for.” She stood up and turned to leave, but Eve shot to her feet and grabbed her wrist. She screeched, “You have no right to say that about him!” Before Willow could react, Eve grabbed the coffee on the table and threw it at her. The warm liquid flowed down Willow’s hair and cheeks before staining her clothes. Eve was still seething. She shoved Willow to the floor. Willow crashed into a corner of the table before landing on the floor. Her head crashed agains

"Far be it from me to stand in the way of true love." He climbed onto the mattress with feline grace, and Eve suddenly became very aware that she was naked and still sensitive and surrounded by three very large, very intent werewolves who had apparently decided that today was the day they stopped holding back. Damon's hand cupped her cheek, tilting her face toward him. "How are you feeling?" "I..." Eve's voice came out rougher than she intended. "Good. Really good." "Good isn't good enough." His thumb traced her bottom lip. "We're aiming for transcendent."