Ed Edd Eddy Crossover Novels & Stories

When he was done, he pulled his dripping cock out of my mouth and then collapsed heavily into an armchair, covering his face with his hands, utterly spent. I fell back onto the carpet, my chest heaving. My arms refused to move, my legs felt like wet noodles, unable to support my weight. I was wrecked, exhausted, and completely used up. I lay there on the floor, surrounded by three panting men and the wreckage of my dignity. Ethan slowly lowered his hands and looked at me, a lazy, satisfied smile replacing the predatory intensity. “Six down, Odessa,” he said, his voice heavy with finality. He reached for his suit jacket. “Welcome to Let’s Talk Radio. You passed.”

“Very good. Let’s go, ladies.” I silently followed the line, my eyes straying to various halls and doors. I didn’t know where they led because they weren’t labeled, but one of them had to lead to the exit. No one had ever escaped from Eden. It was a complex maze that changed. I wanted to escape, but I needed a solid plan. For now, I just want to ditch this male-pleasing class. I opened a random door and entered. The room was dark and smelled of antiseptic. My fingers searched along the wall until I felt the switch. I flipped it and heaved a sigh of relief.

I knew Mandy was dying for my attention, that she was doing all this shit to get it, that's why I'm not giving it to her, not in the way she'd like anyway. I asked Sian to leave it to me, not because I don't think she can handle herself, but because she shouldn't have to. What she doesn't get is that the fiancée of Jace Saunders is above that shit. Mandy knows and it scares the shit out of her. You see Sian is now in the position to take over everything Mandy has been working so hard for. Eden High isn't just a high school. It's a place where futures are formed, where deals are made and broken everyday between the powerful men and women who run the entertainment industry.

The vegetation that was everywhere one could look was lush, even tropical looking almost. “How is this possible?” I asked of no one in particular. The Captain answered, “Welcome to Eden. You may well be the first Russian to see this place, at least we can hope so.” As he said that I didn’t miss the dark look given to me by the CIA dude. Must have a thing against Russians, only I really wasn’t Russian, rather I was an American and yet I seemed to have none of the rights of one. The Captain went on, “What we’re floating along into right now is a jolly old caldera of a mostly sunken volcano.”

“I, um… I lost your number, and I found it in an old notebook. So, I decided to call. How’s Eric? How’s Tessa? I’ve missed everyone so much.” “We missed you, too, girl!” Haley said, her voice trembling. “We filed cases. We hired investigators. We prayed every night. I just knew you were alive, Eddie. I felt it.” Eden bit back another sob. “I’m sorry I made everyone worry. I’ll come home soon. I’ve got good news. I’m better now.” A baby cried softly in the background, and Eden’s chest tightened. “Is that your baby?” she asked softly. “Yes,” Haley replied. “Kyrell. My little boy.”

Kendall said as his hand stopped on his hair as Eddy gave a distress whine and said, “I was just stating the facts. We are friends after all.” He said as the movie ended and Kendall stretched his hands, up in the air. “Lets sleep together on the couch, I am too lazy to head back to my room.” Kendall said as Eddy shrugged and allowed him to lay straight before he laid down too, on his side taking time not to touch Kendall. After five seconds of tossing, he was finally able to fall asleep as Eddy eyes remained open as he kept on thinking.

Janelle couldn't get rid of Ovan, so she could only let him play with her hand, but her face turned to the window and didn't look at him. Eddy said honestly, "Miss Moore and I are partners." “What are you working on?" asked Brad. He felt it was interesting. Eddy glanced at Janelle who was standing by the window and said, "We have a common enemy." Brad found it even more interesting. He bent over and approached Eddy. "Tell me. Who?” Ovan, who took Janelle’s hand as a toy, still kept his head down. But when he heard Eddy say that he had a common enemy with Janelle, his eyelashes trembled slightly.

“Power, probably. Guys like Evan don’t stop once they win. They keep going. Always looking for the next move.” I clenched my jaw. “And I was just a pawn.” “Maybe.” Eddy studied me for a second. “But the question is—what are you gonna do about it?” I let out a bitter chuckle. “What can I do?” Eddy smirked. “Well, for starters, you can stop sitting here looking like you lost everything.” He downed the rest of his drink and stood up. “Come on.” I frowned. “What?” He grabbed his jacket, throwing some cash on the table. “I have a surprise for you.”

If that were the case, then I would gladly let him have the 50 million dollars. Without hesitation, I turned and hopped onto the bus headed to the interview. That evening, I returned to the dorm. The sight that greeted me stopped me cold. Patrick had his arm wrapped around Emily Hayward's waist. The two of them looked like they had just finished rolling around in bed. I must have been blind in my previous life. I did not realize until the very end that the two of them had been in on it together all along. They were not even startled to see me. In fact, their faces brimmed with defiance.

A tiny figure shot out from the shadows in the hallway, crashing into my arms. "Daddy!" Naomi cried, clutching my shirt as she buried her tiny face against it. "I missed you so much, Daddy… Please don't leave again…" I froze where I stood, my hand resting on her soft hair. My fingers brushed the curls—her natural waves, just like mine—and something in my stomach fluttered ever so slightly. When I looked up, Willow was standing near the stairwell, holding a bulging canvas bag. Stray hairs fell across her forehead, tousled by the wind.