Eddie Furlong Young Novels & Stories

' Wow, make a wish, dude, you'll do good as old MacDonald. An hour later, we were grooming some horses as he laughed while I explained one of my epic animal prank back in high school. Edward is a really nice guy, very nice one. His life was simple, too good to be true. He was ash blonde like his mother, with his father's deep hazel eyes and board chest. His height was freaking over, like a tree. '…he had no idea I had secretly trained the horse to kick at the word "giddyap!" So, he got on the horse after snapping at the poor girl and then said the word. The next thing he knew, he was flying across the field and landing in a pile of horse poop…'

A six-year-old child who played the piano, tied her shoelaces, drew pictures, gave the peace sign, and held hands needed all ten of her fingers to do all of that. “Are you all right, Madam Shore?” “I understand.” I walked out to the staircase and crouched. I did not cry, because my tear ducts had dried up from crying the past two days. I kept going through photo albums of Dottie playing the piano, painting, and giving the peace sign when taking her picture. Every photo showed all ten of her perfect fingers. That afternoon, Officer Furlong arrived at four in the afternoon with her laptop. “We are done taking Edie James’ statement, but I think you need to see it.”

Yeah, So not weird. “I have to go back to the table.” I slid away easily or that was what I thought. Because Mr Young pulled me back by my wrist and without missing a beat, grabbed my hips and placed me on the counter - like I weighed a feather. He was standing too close for my liking, I had never seen him up this close. I could see everything, his dark long eyelashes that connected to his eyelid or the way his eye colour seemed lighter and fuller. Mr Young is indeed the most beautiful man in the whole universe, there was a small frown on lips which I wanted to smoothe over so much.

Eddie rolled his eyes as he got off the chandelier. "Eddie, your ass is on fire!" Cora looked up as she burst into laughter -- Eddie's chalwar now had two burning holes right under his ass-- The light beam shot through his pants, but didn't hit him. "Tonight's drink is on you, kiddo." Buster pulled Eddie's head into his arms as he messed up Eddie's hair. "Let go!" Eddie's ears turned red. He was the youngest warrior who was just promoted to be Edmund's guard. He was the same age as Lilith, but if only judging by his action, you would think he was only 8--

Thanks to that, they were now on the right track toward success. As the two finished their call, Falon made a call to Eddy. The call started with Falon snarling at Eddy, “Is your son’s head filled with sh*t!? Isn’t it enough that he went to Clouspring and acted arrogantly over there? Why did he offend the most influential person in Clouspring? Who do you think you are to act that way!?”

He texted, "Uncle Kirk, isn't she being too much? She would rather go with a friend she hasn't even seen in years, but not me. I must have been treating her too well lately. That's why she's acting out. Do you think I should keep ignoring her?" Kirk quickly sent a reply. "Who did she go with?" Eddy suddenly couldn't speak. Wasn't Kirk focusing on the wrong thing? Eddy replied, "Adrian Sorkin, the second son of the main branch of the Sorkin family. I don't think you know him." Kirk grinned as he typed on his keyboard. Soon, the webpage displayed Adrian's information. One of the photos was of him playing basketball as a youth at university. Youthful and sunny, his smile cut like a knife into K