Eddie Munson Room Novels & Stories

Past where his assistants worked was his office. There was a space to meet people and deal with business matters—but the real highlight was his secret room. That room meant the world to Matthew. He said it was his only spot to catch his breath in the busy, money-scented world of finance. I was the only one allowed in. It was our little secret—one of the perks of being his wife. Whenever I came to get him, I would hang out in that room until he was done with work. It had my favorite books, the art we had picked out together, and a liquor cabinet that only I had the code to.

He nodded his head and did his best to smile in front of this man even though his hands were trembling in nervousness. The three smirked when they heard it, men are men. They can be good dogs using women. "Lead me to that room, I think I need that now to celebrate some victory." He said, Edward nodded and guided him to the 5th room. Vanessa prepared herself while she's inside, on the other hand Ashleigh followed them too. "He is here." Edward said, he looked around and saw that this is the part of the mansion that guest's rarely go to so no one except them are here. They are already far from the mansion's hall. He was about to open the door when a cold metal pointed at his head.

“Before the school?” Mara nodded grimly. “There used to be an asylum here, years before the university was built. The records were sealed after a fire, but one room in particular Room 313 was never rebuilt. Blueprints show it, but the actual structure doesn’t exist. It’s just… empty space.” Lola’s blood ran cold. “Room 313.” “Yeah.” Mara opened a notebook and showed them a faded map. “The construction team called it The Room That Was Never Built. They claimed anyone who tried to recreate it went missing. The site’s supposed to be beneath the east library annex.”

The room was underground. Not secret. Just… quiet. Once a Merge relay center, now restructured into a kind of studio low tables, chalk walls, resonance terminals converted to analog, and thick silence broken only by the soft hum of emotion loops being played on open frequency. Eden had been invited not to teach. Not to speak. But to listen. And to join. The door bore no sign. Just a note, handwritten in red wax pencil: “You’re not the center. You’re the beginning.”

He kept staring at the door to the room where his new love interest was sleeping. Damn kid had barricaded herself in the weapon's room when we arrived. At least she couldn't get any of them out of the display case in there, according to Mancini, who I'm beginning to think is some kind of mad scientist. No wonder he likes Mengele's crazy ass so much.

He plastered on a smile as Allan greeted the delegates individually and led the way in, with Edith by his side. Allan took it upon himself to explain the different purposes of certain rooms on the first floor before he brought them up to the conference room on the second floor. The doors to the ballroom were open to the lobby so the delegates were able to get a glimpse of the silent war room. They now knew where they could find the Alpha’s office and even got a glimpse of Edith’s office.

That is the last thing we need to have is Edward’s non-existent security cause us problems. I walk down the hall leading to the large storage rooms. From what Charles has told me, they use these rooms for some product, but most of the time, this is where they put product demos just in case, they need it quickly. However, I don’t understand why they need such big rooms for that. They can’t have that many demos to store.

Edward's eyes widened in confusion. "Yes, I've been living here since I was brought back eight years ago. Apart from being my bedroom, this is also a utility room. It's quite versatile," said I, hoping that I could add a little humor to the awkwardness. However, Edward's expression made me shut my mouth. "New Moon Pack is f*cking scum. Pack up your things and move to my room." "What?" I thought I heard wrong. "Pack your things. My room is on the second floor, at the end on the right." Edward then turned and left. He was a little bossy, but I didn't dislike him. And it didn't seem like I had any other choice but to listen to him.

“Aisle four is where the IT guys work. There are so many computers in the room that you'd be dizzy from all the screens on them. Then aisle five, there are all kinds of weapons. Call it an armory. It's like the most complete candy store that all kids want.” "Wow, did all of Ezra's weapons come from there?" "Some yes. Some not. Ezra sometimes buys his own weapons based on need. Apart from that he also collects pistols made in factories from all over the world.” "What about aisles six, seven, and eight?" “Aisle six is ​​a storage room for all evidence of crimes as well as an archive room. There are so many giant cupboards there.” “Ok. The rest?” “Aisle seven is a hall. Some halls for some spec

"You’re right. I feel so useless, and there’s still that Jessica at home. And..." "Believe me, no girl in this world can outshine her," Edward said gently, then raised his hand and pressed the elevator button. His voice wasn't loud, so Clarice couldn’t hear him clearly. However, she knew he was trying to comfort her, and her mood improved immediately. They entered the elevator and went up. Edward's room was located in the corridor opposite the presidential suite. It was an advanced business suite, and there were a total of two suites on the twenty-eighth floor.