Ed Edd N Eddy Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Shit is about to go down. Eden keeps eating, but he can't taste the meat anymore. Everything tastes sour now that he thinks of Harvey and Hunter together. He knew something was going on between them he told him about the kiss at the hospital and when he saw them during the fire incident night. He thought it was nothing to worry about as he was sure Harvey's feelings for him are genuine and untouchable. But what if Hunter steals his heart instead? Eden drinks water and stands up, surprising everyone. "You didn't finish your plate," the maid looks at him with confusion, "Is it not cooked to your taste?"

Chapter 39 Percy POV Eden took an awful amount of time getting ready, I had washed up myself and was making us some snacks to eat. Yes, I was cooking for a woman. When I asked if she wanted to come back home, I hoped she’ll say yes and she gave me the opportunity. Talking about Peter with Eden was another threshold I didn’t think I would cross. I didn’t expect to throw that piece of information at her about seemed to understand, her mother was also in the same place. Did it hurt her as much as it did with me?

Chapter 34 RIFTAN POV “Things seem to be getting a little too heated in here. Someone fancies a drink?” Eden shimmied out of her seat before smoothing the non-existing greases on her white dress. Her face was split into a polite, pleasant smile; portraying a picture of a perfect Luna she was. No one really knew all the shit she was whispering in my mind the entire time, coupled with the sound of her melodious giggles that were meant for my ears only. cancel that... Mind only! Seeing as how she was saying all those through the mind link! The fact that she and I can communicate through the mind link meant I had access to her exclusive thoughts, I mean. It was comical. Painfully so, and I was l

“I didn’t know sweets were good before then. It was just a coincidence that the first sweet I got to have was that small bakery’s, beside our university, strawberry shortcake.” Cross chuckles. “I remember how much you would ask me to drive you there despite telling me how uncomfortable you are actually riding my… bike.” He slaps this naughty man’s arm just because he completely remembered something else with that short remark. Damn. Cross is the only living man that could mix wholesomeness to sudden naughtiness so perfectly. That made Cross laugh and earned them teasing glances and approving smiles from their friends. He can even imagine Elijah smiling widely as he drives as Eden shares him

she pleaded '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' Edwin's love story [flashback]

Alexander’s Perspective Eddy showed up past midnight, the crunch of gravel under his boots giving him away before he even knocked. I didn’t bother looking up until he dropped onto the couch opposite me, stretching like he owned the place. “She’s home,” he said after a moment, voice casual. “Delivered safe and sound, just like you asked. Though I’ve gotta say…” His grin sharpened. “You really missed out. You could’ve gone yourself, you know—chance to pick her up and all.”

Zane’s POV “Yes, Eden. It’s me!” I said. Her eyes were searching. She knew I was there but she couldn’t see me. “This isn’t happening. It’s…impossible,” Callie said. But impossible or not, it WAS happening. Somehow, I’d crossed over and Eden could feel me. “Zane, I can’t see you,” she whispered. “What the fuck are you saying?” the man roared. “Who are you talking to you?”

No, because they would only make Aciel nervous. “Eden wants to meet her friends in Australia under the pretext of a Christmas holiday with her family. What kind of ridiculous excuse is that? I knew Eden would just forget we were there to have fun with her friends.” “Hmm… did I ever tell you that you have a really bad possessive disorder.” "Yes I know," replied Aciel growling. He even more than knew with this terrible level of possessiveness. But as a wife, Eden must also understand it. Eden must understand and not make it worse with his crazy obsession with his own wife.

Another sound tumbles from my lips – something between a whimper and a moan. A clear indicator that I'm dissolving in his arms. A smirk hints at the edge of his lips. He leans in closer, lips barely brushing against mine. "Will you give in to me, Eden?" My head drops back and I groan, hands tangling in his hair. Fuck. I thought he'd never ask.

The sound hit him like a physical thing. His eyes snapped open. He stood without meaning to, heart hammering as footsteps drew nearer, slow, unhurried, carrying her closer with every second. Then— she appeared. Eden walked past the open door with a folder pressed to her chest, hair falling loose around her shoulders, cheeks pink from the cold. She was talking to another student, smiling slightly, unaware of the way his entire world went sharp and silent around the sight of her. She didn’t see him. Not at first.