Novels by Evilyn Sá

When we are on the verge of death, it is common to say that normally life passes before our eyes like a short and direct movie, or we watch those we love in slow motion, struggling not to leave this cruel world, in my case, none happened of the two, as I ran with the jeep and drove away from that war between the Kings, I just wanted to get out of there and never come back, I was already far away and I could hardly hear the shots anymore, I felt free for the first time in weeks, the wind it hit my face carrying my copper hair along with it, all I wanted most was to see my family again, however, the sound of a slicing shot came up, and it hit one of my car's tires, as I was in At high speed, I felt the vehicle suffer a thud, my body flew along with the bodywork of the jeep, as I was wearing my seat belt, before my eyes, I see time pass cruelly without mercy. And when I realize it, the day is gone and the night arrives cold and silent, showing me that life is now. Right in front of the m

Winter has finally arrived in Atlanta, and with it the feeling of cold in the icy winds, as well as death drawn in the snowflakes, after finding out everything about this group of rebels I feel at a loss as to what I should do, despite knowing that their means of changing Atlanta are wrong, I feel that it is also right to a certain extent, I was at the exit door of the base with my arms hugging my body, I was watching the snow fall slowly, as if that vision were a one-off show man, it was when Dimitri stopped beside me that I snapped out of my thoughts, his gaze following mine to the snowflakes as well as mine. _____________ I miss home this time of year.. - He said suddenly breaking the silence and trying to start a conversation with me. _____________ I also feel it. - I just answered him calmly. _____________ Since the death of my mother, holding on to knowing that I am alone in this world has become a burden. - I frown trying to understand what he's getting at - It shouldn't be

I never imagined that I would feel that warm and welcoming feeling that is to like someone again, being in love is one of the noblest feelings that a human being can feel. In addition, he is one of the strongest sensations, capable of doing previously unthinkable things to us. Being in love can mean two extremes: deep happiness or endless sadness. We notice small signs of passion in gestures. Being in love is worrying when the person takes time to get home, it's giving an unexpected surprise and helping on a more difficult day. It's also taking into account your favorite color or favorite food, it's always thinking first about the other and then about yourself. Falling in love is also being happy with the other person's achievements, because there is an inexplicable connection. It's acting with the toughness of a father when she takes some thoughtless and inconsequential action. It's the difficulty of sleeping without feeling the person you love by your side. It's controlling your ner

I always remember the most difficult moments of my life, any normal person would remember the best memories, that is, the happiest, in my case that's not how it works; it is in the difficult moments that I felt most loved and cared for, when my father abandoned me together with my mother I was only six years old, I remember asking my mother why he would leave, so in a calm way and calm, the woman who gave me the world gave me the greatest lesson in love that ever existed in my entire life "Blacke your father left us because you and I are too amazing for him" I didn't understand much at the time but as I went growing up I understood what those words meant, that we were both so good to him that that man couldn't bear to see that and feel inferior, at the time my mother was a lieutenant in the military battalion, she was seen as a model woman, I always made an effort to being a great son, whereas my father, turned into a disgusting drunk, after knocking my mother down the stairs, she rol

The dorm was adequate, when I was taken by Dimitri I thought I would sleep on the floor, there would be no bathroom and I would probably do my business in a bucket or something, however, it was a simple room, with a bed and a small bathroom , nothing like the Palace, but still adequate, I had a shower and then I put on the uniform they left on the bed, the color is red and it has the bird ornament on the chest, just like the one I saw on the uniform of the Katerina during my interrogation, as soon as I felt clean and comfortable, a tray with bread, soup and a juice, was placed on the floor and pushed by my jailer, in this case, Dimitri, I took the food and gladly fed myself after all I spent the whole day without eating, as soon as I was satisfied, I knocked on the door and handed the tray back to him, then I lay in bed looking at the ceiling, I should make a mental plan to escape this place, first I must say that I decided to be placed as a puppet on the throne, because I'm sure that

The cold I felt at this moment coursed through my muscles, I was in a difficult situation while I was trapped in the palace, but nothing compares to the way these men were treating me from the beginning that they caught me in the palace, they did devastating damage. on the palace walls, several bodies of sentries found themselves dumped on the ground, as I walked being pushed, I couldn't help but feel the tears wanting to fall at that sight, how many fathers of families died here today? How many mothers did not return to their homes? How many children did their families leave? As I walked with my wrists chained, the pain in my chest increased more and more by the second, the man pulling me was becoming more and more dangerous, he looked at me with disdain as he said with a different accent. ______________ If you continue to stare at me, I won't be polite to you. - I showed an irritated face. ______________ Since when is that being polite? - Indago biting my tongue right after, these