Bendy Edgar Novels & Stories

Harvey bent down, he carried Edgar who was dying to a more safer place, he was trying to heal him with his power but all to no avail. Edgar slowly morphed to a human, he looks like Harvey but definitely more handsome. Tears rolled down Harvey's cheeks. Edgar cleaned his tears. "I love you brother" He said and kicked the bucket.

"Vanelope will try to get inside your head. She'll make you doubt everything—me, yourself, what you want." "And what do I want?" I asked, because apparently I was a glutton for punishment. His smile was sharp enough to draw blood. "That's what we're going to figure out." He walked around me slowly, then stopped at his desk and leaned back against it. “Bend over,” he said. “Hands flat. Legs apart.” My breath hitched. Still, I obeyed. The desk was cool beneath my palms. My hair fell around my face, curtain-like. The leather of his belt creaked softly behind me. I didn’t know what he was doing, but every moment felt like I was suspended on the edge of something sharp and holy.

He lived a life filled with heaviness and sorrow. With a ruthless demeanor, Edgar undertook dangerous missions, brutally eliminating his father's enemies. Dr. James's departure had now allowed the cruel and savage side of Edgar to dominate. Clearly, this benefitted Kingston, who cleverly exploited the situation. Kingston, the manipulator, always monitored Edgar’s progress and saw everything as an opportunity. Edgar’s increasing dark side granted him more power and control over the dark businesses they operated together. Kingston had no qualms about using Edgar as a tool to fulfill his ambitions, relying on the repressed anger and disappointment within the clearly hurt young man.

"Your gestures didn't look like you only met twice." Edger laughed when he saw a little change in his Alpha's behavior. He never asked him for a girl before. "She is a friendly girl. Anyone would love her company." Bryan stared at him without saying anything. His gaze made Edger feel nervous. "Don't worry, bro. I don't like to play the second lead in anyone's story." Bryan's eyes darkened upon hearing him. Edger raised his hands as if he were surrendering. "What? I was just kidding."

A way I had never been honored. What an interesting man. I smiled, looking up at the few white strands of hair stashed among the shiny black ones. His same hairstyle as from Crescent Moon Night. Familiar, yet entirely him. As much as the familiarity in his hunky features draws my mind closer to someone, I just can't seem to map out the person’s clear image. However, I know Edgar was definitely the best man I had ever met. The blurred image — screw whoever he is. Edgar has treated me a million times better than anyone has ever done. Well, except my birth mother.

Shit on a stick. Brody kept talking, trying to explain the situation. Edgar had never been arrested before. He was a white-collar businessman, a millionaire at the very least. Maybe a billionaire. I never asked because I wasn't a money-hungry bitch like my Mom and thanks to Moe. I had let her spoil me a little. I had nice clothes and jewelry. I had college paid for. All with Edgar's money. I was under no illusions that my Mom did anything for any of it but look pretty on his arm at parties. That was all tainted now, wasn't it? All the things I had never noticed before or took for granted growing up came back to me like a tidal wave. God, even my car was bought with his money. I feel sick.

called Brenda, realizing that Edgar's body was about to fall to the ground. "I'm okay, Brenda. I'm still strong." "Don't force it, sir. You've been standing for too long. You should rest immediately." "No, Brenda. I want to see my wife's grave after the people have left. I haven't really apologized to her. Before I die, I want to apologize because my stupidity has taken her life." "But, sir, if you push yourself. You could get sick." "I can survive, Brenda." After saying that, Edgar almost fell if Brenda hadn't pulled him. At that moment, Eric turned to Edgar; in Eric's eyes, the moment Edgar fell was like someone making out because, at this time, Brenda was hugging Edgar's body.

ony replied. Edgar's laughter sounded amused. It is not wrong that he named Yegor the villain in the mask of kindness. Yegor is like a chameleon who can easily fool his opponent. Abyan's streak is smarter so that he does not get caught up with the game that Yegor has already installed to trap him. "What about what you did with Ben? I suspect Karl would prefer to leave the country now to make a mess that makes me have to act quickly," Edgar said.

Nevertheless, Edgar was still adamant in his position. "You said you are not afraid." "I dare to fight anything for you. But when it comes to ghosts, please, I give up. Punching them doesn't work. Even prayers are still in position," Edgar said with trembling. His face was pressed against the back of Elissa's head. "So please don't tell me to let go of this hug!" Elissa laughed even more. "Okay. But don't tighten the hug. It's hard to move!" she protested. She tried to loosen Edgar's embrace. Instead of saying yes, Edgar shook his head again.

Lex said, “Master Alex, is Edgar Shepherd from Pegasus International there with you now?” With a slight smile, Alex stared at Edgar and said, “Ah, Edgar Shepherd from Pegasus International…” Color drained from Edgar’s face, his whole body trembled as if he was about to be executed. Alex calmly replied, “He’s kneeling before me now, begging for forgiveness. But…” He took the check from Edgar’s hands and shoved it into his pocket. “But I’m fairly acquainted with his son, so I’ll just let them off easy this time.” Edgar took a deep sigh of relief after hearing Alex’s words. He felt as if he had been entirely drenched in sweat.