Evanthe Kore Aeron Drakos
Evanthe is a young 23-year-old woman, who lives with her mother in the woods, although she is a young woman, she does not have much knowledge of the world, yet she has more power than she knows. She is the girl that wears a hood, the girl who fantasizes about the world, the girl who always vanishes...
Maverick Dorian Blackwood
Maverick is a 28-year-old who is dangerously handsome, and one of the most powerful CEOs in the world, and an ex-military sergeant. After years of being alone, he craves someone to share his life with, and when he meets Evanthe, he is intrigued by the strange beauty who lives in the forest. Something about her pulls him to her, something about her makes him crave her touch. There is something about the girl with the hood.
♥ Third-Person ♥
As young 7-year-old Evanthe runs around her mother’s garden she notices a beautiful bird perched in the pear tree although the bird stood out with its bright orange and red feathers that reminded her of a glowing flame or an ember ready to spark a fire full of life-changing promises.
“Hello pretty bird, my name is Evanthe it’s Greek for ‘fair flower’. My mother loves Greek culture she even named me after Persephone the goddess of spring. It’s quite funny because she said I practically live in the garden but she doesn’t know I have a special hiding spot in the forest although I’m sure she’d paddle my bottom raw if she knew.” The girl was happy to finally have someone to talk to, after all, she’d been homeschooled since she was born and very rarely went into town.
She knew the bird could understand her after all, animals are just like people, they pick up certain feelings about people and react how they feel is best; the bird just nodded its head and let out a small chirp.
“Would you like a pear, it seems as though you like mother’s tree but you are much too kind to eat any without permission. Go on, enjoy, I don’t mind and mother won’t notice one missing, I do it all the time. The trick is to move the branches to make it look like none is missing.”
Evanthe stood on her tip-toes and grabs two pears off a low hanging branch, before feeding the bird while she put the other in her satchel for a snack for later when she could sleep.
“Evanthe!! Dinner time Evanthe!!! Go wash up!!” Her mother called from her kitchen window which gave a view to the garden and wide, the deep forest behind it.
Evanthe stroked the bird’s head before saying goodbye and heading inside. During dinner, she told her mother about the bird and about how kind it was, although her mother just nodded and smiled, she knew that this was much more advanced than other children like Evanthe. Many weren’t able to understand animals until they were at least 12, yet Evanthe was already beginning to understand their emotions and thoughts.
♥ Later that Night ♥
As Evanthe lies in her bed reading the new book her mother had gotten her –it’s about a young girl searching for a strange yellow road- she hears a strange tapping on her window. Opening the window, the bird from earlier flutter into her room landing on her bedpost. When she turns around after locking her window, she finds a girl about her age with fire red hair and orange eyes. Her pale skin shining in the moonlight as a wide smile spreads across her plump pink lips, she drops herself on Evanthe’s bed with a loud huff.
“I hope you remember me?” she said, her eyes glowing with mischief. Evanthe stood there deep in thought, she hadn’t gone to town in quite some time and her only neighbor lived miles away seeing as she and her mother lived at the edges of the forest.
“No, I don’t I’m sorry, I tend to forget things sometimes. I hope I didn’t offend you. Umm... have you seen an orange and red bird she was just in my room a moment ago,” a blush of embarrassment lights up her face.
The girl thought for a moment “How do you know it’s a she?”
“It’s quite oblivious, she carries herself with class and self-respect even if she is a bird. My mother taught me that if you wish to show everyone that you are a woman and not a childish fool, then you must carry yourself like a woman with grace, dignity, and most importantly, self-respect.”
“You’re quite a bright girl, aren’t you?”
Evanthe nods before she remembers that she still does not know who this girl is.
“I’m sorry but who are you and how did you get into my bedroom?”
The girl smirked “No need to apologize about that, maybe this will help you remember,” the girl proceeds to hop off the bed and waltz into Evanthe’s wardrobe, grab her satchel and return to stand in front of Evanthe.
Evanthe was absolutely puzzled, what exactly was this girl up too?
As if knowing what she was thinking the girl looked Evanthe dead in the eyes and asked, “Do you know what magic is?”
“Good then it’ll help you understand what I am,” the girl pulled the pear out of Evanthe’s satchel and tossed it into the air.
In the blink of an eye, the girl had shifted into the bird from that evening only this time her beautiful wings glowed with frames that danced as she swooped down and caught the pear in her talons. The bird then landed in front of Evanthe and shifted into the girl once more,
“You’re a Phoenix!! I thought they only lived near the mountains that are surrounded by thick wood,”
“We do but certain events have to lead us to settle your forest, we didn’t even know people lived near here, it’s strange.”
Evanthe giggled at her comment, she knew she and her mother were far from normal, “I’ll answer that after you give me your name,” the girl nodded.
“My name’s Azar Renee Hakan, I’m a phoenix it’s nice to meet you,” she stuck her hand out with a bright smile.
“Hi, Azar, my name’s Evanthe Kore Aeron Drakos, I’m a mixed-blood nymph it’s nice to meet you,” the two girls shook hands. Azar smiled at Evanthe and whispered, “I thought mixed-bloods were rare not just nymph but many other creatures like ourselves.”
“They are, which is why my mother and I live here.”
“What type of nymph are you mixed with?”
“My mum was a flower nymph while I don’t know what my dad was,”
“That’s so cool, you have power of two elements while all I can do is burn my brothers when I’m bored.”
“I’m sure your parents wouldn’t like that,”
“They don’t so I do it whenever they don’t see me. What about your parents?”
Evanthe shrugged, “I don’t know, I never met my father and when I ask my mum, she just changes the subject about training or needing to go to town,” she said with a frown, “What about you?”
Azar wanted to help her newly found friend but she herself was only seven she couldn’t do anything without help, “My mum and dad help our people find food and places to build our homes while my oldest brother travel helping who he can on the way. Although my twin brother is just a giant pain, maybe you can meet them one day,”
Evanthe smiled, “I’d like that,” she looked over at the clock on her bed table and saw that it was almost 3.
“It’s late and I have training and chores to do at 7 a.m. Would you like to sleep here?”
Azar smiles and nods, both girl crawl into the queen-sized bed and face each other,
“Goodnight Azar the mighty phoenix,”
“Goodnight Evanthe the powerful mixed-blood”
And with that, both girls drifted off to sleep.
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