Eddie Kaspbrak Novels & Stories

Sometimes Eddie works through the night, and they could only hope that tonight is one such night. They scan the floor, there are a few people milling about, and Eddie’s office light is on. They see shapes moving, and knock on the door. There’s a startled cry, and Kai sees Carlos and Eddie are busy. Eddie is a seven-foot-six tall gargoyle, with deep blue-green skin. He had on black trousers which were currently around his ankles, and a loose blue hoodie, with slits in the back to allow his wings free, his feet were wide and long with long claws.

"I only need one piece. Dear senior, good luck and persist to the end. I'll go first, and I wish you the best." The male disciple smiled, turned around, and left without any hesitation. Edda suddenly felt a strange feeling that she never felt before when she saw the person's back. It was like a trace of spring rain falling on the calm lake, barely noticeable, but it made people feel slightly moved. Finally, Edda asked, "Dear junior, what's your name?" "Casper Montgomery." The person's voice came from afar, and he soon disappeared from Edda's sight. "Casper Montgomery?" Edda was dumbfounded, but she quickly exclaimed, staring in the direction Caspian just left. "Is he the Casper Montgomery wh

I ask playfully. He shoots me a sideways glance. “Guess you’ll have to wait and see, princess.” A smirk tugs at his lips. I’m starting to learn that there are a few different versions of Brock. There’s this one- my personal favorite. The one that’s sarcastic and snarky. The one who likes to play and laugh. Then there’s the broody guy that shuts down. The intense one. The one who is so crippled by his past that he can’t move into the future. And then there’s the one that’s completely devoid of emotion, like a goddamn robot. All business all the time. That last one scares me a little. He’s hard and ruthless- I feel like he could watch the life drain from someone’s eyes without flinching.

Right? “Lea, you know that you can talk to me about anything, right?” Caspian said, noticing that I was walking away. He wrapped his hand around my wrist, his grip firm but gentle, and the gaze in his eyes would have made anyone’s heart melt. His brown hair was in its usual messy bun. The man refused to cut it no matter how many times his mother asked him to, and honestly, I personally preferred it being as long as it was.

There was a young man standing on our path, he was glaring at the both of us. “Who are you, and what are you doing here?” he hissed. “I… I'm Kassandra Eder, Mr. Chairman invited me to take a walk around the garden…” I explained hesitantly. “I see…” he smirked, “I'm Asher Borda, “the child of the mistress”, nice to meet you.”

“She’s gone home for a few days. Getting married to Eddie.” “Who’s Eddie?” “Ed Warshouski. He’s a musician.” The detective sighed and Rikki-Tikki thought he didn’t look as severely official as he had before. He looked like somebody who played ball and ate chicken wings and would be fun to hang out with during weekends. “Eddie Warshouski. I remember his case. They make a pair,” Detective Bridger said. “Good luck to the both of them. I’m afraid they’ll need it.”

Eddie said to them and sat on a chair. "You promise to tell me everything, what's going on with Israel?Why hasn't he been coming to school?Who is Devoe?Who are you and why can't we remember what happened last night?". Brooke Baldwin bombarded Eddie with a series of questions. "Firstly, why do you want to know? Do you want to die?". Eddie asked them which got all of them a bit scared but Brooke Baldwin showed some courage. He is not backing down with what he just heard.

Eddy was so lost in her beauty that he did not see her stop in front of him. "Hey, mister! Here!" She snapped her fingers before Eddy, jolting him to reality. "Who are you?" "Uhm," Eddy suddenly became confused. He scratched his head that was not itching. "I, I, uhm-i..." he suddenly coughed. "I am Martin Derek, a writer. I have a letter for Mr. Antonio." "Martin Derek..." The woman drawled, looking at Eddy's messy red hair. His eyes were a brilliant shade of jade, shinning through the spectacles on the bridge of his nose. "You don't look like a 'Martin Derek'," she stated.

There is no way he will recognize her. Brixel crossed his arms and let her whisper with herself. He knows by then, when he saw her in The Var, she was that girl— Bailey Cardova. He knows her name as Bae before, everyone in the club call her Bae so he thought it was her name, but it seems like it was Bailey. He made his investigation an hour after she passed out in the club. He took her with him and let him sober up in his bed. Edna was his key to know more about her. Of course after laying her off in the bed, he immediately search her bag and found her ID in the company. She was really a good con artist.

She asked raising an eyebrow. "I am businessman and owns many hotels, casinos. But what mainly you can tell them is I trade gold." "You do?" Sapphire asked to confirm. "Yes, darling. I am very very rich and influential businessman. Beside being a mafia leader, your husband is renowned business tycoon." He told her proudly with a smirk on his face as his wife face contorted in impressive smile..... ___________ Kitty party at Anna place proved to be fun. There were many other ladies all elder than her with whom she talked and spent time with.