My Name Is Eva Novels & Stories

EVA I pushed through the door into the back room and almost ran into a young woman coming out, she was holding a clipboard tucked under her arm and a lanyard around her neck. She stepped aside just in time while I muttered an apology. "Are you…” She took out her clipboard and skimmed through it. “Eva Bishop?" she asked. I stopped and looked at her ID, on it was her name and her team as the guest relations. "Yes," I said. "That's me, is there a problem?"

" Can you believe that you are in France Paris now? " " What! Paris? How did I end up here from my village? " " Hm, Well.... " " Why are you hesitating? " "I am not who you think I am, Sis Malisa, my real name is Mary Evans the Sister of the only CEO of Evans Group. " " Evans group, you say? " " Yes. " " Isn't that the name of the largest company in Europe which is now international? " " Yes, it is. " " So how come you came to my village? "

“Thank you. Err... may I know your name again?” “My name is Margarette, Miss Eva ,” she said with a huge smile on her face. She was a cute woman with auburn short hair right above her shoulders. She has two cute little dimples in the corners of her smile. “It’s nice to meet you, Margarette. I’m Eva by the way.” I said as I reached for her hand. She was hesitant at first,but she nodded and accepted my hand. “It’s so nice to meet you too, Miss Eva..By the way,

I respectfully asked while trying to peel the girl's arms off from my body. She laughed loudly and leaned even closer to me. "Oh, Honeybun, you're so funny! It's me, Eva! Haven't you heard about me yet? I hate authorities just like you and I don't stop until I bring them down for any wrongdoing." "Right," I murmured and pursed my lips. "That's good." "How could you not know about me yet?" she exclaimed. "I was the talk of the whole school and my name is on every lips."

“You must be Seliene. Ronan’s child’s mother.” They all knew. Before I could answer, she took my hand and led me toward one of the larger tents. Inside, the space was warm, filled with the soft scent of herbs and fresh linens. “You must be tired,” she said kindly. “Let me help you.” She offered me a basin of warm water and clean clothes. I sat on a stool, too exhausted to protest, my body aching as I washed away the grime and blood of the night. “My name is Evanna,” the woman said, watching me with kind but steady eyes. “You are carrying my grandchild.”

Ezekiel’s girlfriend and the douchebag alpha who shoved her every time he walked past her. ‘I am Ava Morgan, daughter of Alpha Roland Morgan, and I don’t take shit from anyone.’ She repeated the affirmations in her head as she took a fighting stance and waited for the whistle. Today was the day she would meet her birth father, after all. “Are we doing this, or what? I don’t have all day to wait for this shit,” she snarled.

“I’m Adelina and I’m calling from KlasyRhodes fashion home, Luanda. We need you to create some designs ma. We want to put up a fashion show and we need new unusual foreign designs.” Could she just stop with the madam thing, Chava had cringed one of her fists already; she didn’t like to be addressed with ‘ma’. Luanda? That was an African country and the caller didn’t sound like a regular client. Where did she get her contact from? “OK, my name is Chava or you can call me Miss Ava.” She smiled. “OK mad--sorry, Miss Ava. How much is your rate?” “When is the deadline? And how many designs?”

Eva stepped up the pathway and took in the new surroundings that would now be her new school, during the last year of her school journey. She took a deep breath and gripped her bag tightly to her chest. “Name?” Eva stopped and looked at the tall figure blocking the doorway. He was huge, over six feet and had a clipboard in his hands. “Eva Smith,” she stated and the man glanced at her for a second before turning back to his clipboard. He grunted when he found her name and allowed her to enter.

**Eva** My mouth went dry. Blood rushed in my ears so loudly I barely heard Mom’s voice. “Come here, Eva! Come say hi to our guests,” she urged, smiling brightly at me, completely oblivious to the way my entire world had just flipped upside down. I swallowed hard, forcing my feet to move even though every step felt like walking into a trap. My lips trembled into a polite smile as I greeted Liam’s parents, who were all warmth and nostalgia as they embraced me like some long-lost niece.

Seconds later, the meat came flying out of Eva's mouth and unto the floor. Eva caught her breath and slid on the chair, she had lost alot of air then and her eyes were watery. She was about to tell Kyle thank you when she realized that the hands that held her where gentle, like a woman's. She turned her head just to see a beautiful and sexy lady standing beside Kyle. Her eyes were so beautiful. The color was quite unfathomable. The lady stretched her hand towards Eva "I'm Mae Chen. Kyle's elder sister" "Ohhh...it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Eva. Eva Watson" She said taking Mae's hand after she managed to form words.