Eddie Munson X Reader Novels & Stories

“Huh?” Elizabeth laughs. “It’s okay. I don’t really have any plans other than showering and reading a chapter or two from my book.” “Are there zombies in your book?” Edward’s eyes widen. “Actually, yes.” Elizabeth fills her plate and joins us at the table. “It’s a romance set in the zombie apocalypse. It’s really good.” “Can you read it to me?” “When you’re older.” She smiles and then digs into her food. We eat in silence, and I’m a little jealous of the innocent way Edward is completely oblivious to how fucking awkward things are right now.

Instead, it's the kind where I ache to fuck him so bad until I can't feel my legs anymore, my pussy throbbing just from the sight of him striding into the lecture hall. Dr. Ronan Hale, is the new adjunct in the literature department... tall, broad-shouldered, with that sharp jawline shadowed by a day's stubble and piercing grey eyes that seem to strip you bare without even trying. He's got this quiet intensity, like he's holding back a storm, and every time he lectures on forbidden desires in classic novels, I swear he's staring right at me, making my nipples harden under my thin tops.

Then quickly my heart deflated as we stepped into the first class of the day- and the Monday reality came crashing in. Edward ditched lunch, he had some "stuff" to take care of apparently. So I spent the hour hunched over a sketchbook with Gi. "Wait wait wait- you're telling me this is a candid portrait?" "Still life," I corrected, "but yeah." I smiled at the drawn planes of Edward reading The Mortal Instruments, City Of Bones by Cassandra Clare. He looked so confused, and I knew exactly what page he was on that confused him so much. He had probably read it four times before looking up to me and speaking.

He pecked her forehead softly as she Squealed in her sleep turning to the other side of the bed, Edde took a deep breath as he left the room to the sitting room where everyone else was. "Hey Edde! We have been waiting for you. Elizabeth said she was tired and needed rest, is she sleeping now?" Mrs Courtney said as Edde simply nodded and took a seat next to his father. "We wanted you to binge watch a N*****x special series with us, are you ready?" Melanie asked with a wide smile on her face. "Only if it isn't Romance" Edde replied boredly. "Nope, it's Fantasy… But with a little romance scenes The originals ". Melanie said as Edde shrugged indifferently.

She muttered to herself as she had a sneaked look at Edward to know if he was still fast asleep . Opening the squeezed papers to find out what it has on , one of the letter says.. " Good day Mr Edward MacDonalds, Complement of the seasons Sir. It's really frightening and sad that you are bluntly not responding to our messages or letters or calls. The nuns are sincerely not happy with your acts..your Son Melvin MacDonalds craves to see you, you barely know him.. you just dumped him here from the time he was tender, never showed up since then. Please endeavour to come see your son and don't leave him devastated..."

They would chat politely, Alex inquiring about the books she had read during the day. Eddie learned that Alex was surprisingly well-read. She had yet to pick a book he hadn’t already read. He also was able to give her suggestions of books she might enjoy based on her current reading. Alex was also opinionated about the books he read, and most dinners were spent debating over the author’s intent when it came to certain texts.

“If you remove the plug at any point, our arrangement ends. And you will regret it.” He opened the door for me like a perfect gentleman. I stepped into the hallway on trembling legs, the plug a constant, secret reminder of what I had unleashed. As I walked across campus, every step made me bite my lip to hold back moans. Students waved at me. The professors nodded politely. No one knew that the brilliant but bratty Eleanor Parker was now secretly owned by the dangerously attractive Professor Julian Hale.

’ Jenny. Khali shut her eyes and began to weep. As she lowered herself, her hands met in a gentle touch. Khali was aware of the events that had transpired on that fateful day. As she perused the pages of her book, she couldn’t help but overhear the conversation between Cassy and the gentleman. The unexpectedness of the day’s events left her reeling as she grappled with the reality of her miscarriage. “I still don’t know, Rye.”

Marni never turned away from Heith, who never looked at Milli as Marni announced, “I’m off tonight. Let’s go eat and maybe get dessert later.” * * * Two weeks later, Milli flinched when her phone vibrated. She ignored it and kept decorating. Her tablemate wasn’t so tolerant. When it vibrated again, Jackson swore and reached across the table, took it out of her pocket. “You have 126 messages from Eddie. Who’s Eddie?” Her tall bestie demanded. “Edgar Rowling, that guy I saved. He wants to go to dinner. Marni put his number in my phone and gave him mine,” Milli complained.

Dear dairy I have been reading this amazing novel, and heart off I am loving it. The author must have put a lot of effort into writing it, I had never expected Edward to be the killer, I mean he’s too nice to have killed someone but turns out, he was faking everything. That novel is very great. hashtag: I love it. I can’t wait for part two of the novel, I have to find out if truly Josephine is a mummy and if Edward is dead. I need to read book two urgently.