Eddie X Narrator Novels & Stories

An emissary who digs every ground to know the information that is needed for the transaction. I don’t torture. I don’t use violence. I just use my brain and dig a hole into the lives of every person that I dwell with. I consume. It’s either I consume information or life. Nothing is in between. “You’re new here?” Sultry seductive voice. A high-pitched voice of a woman fills my ears as I stare at the market below me. I am at one branch of this tree, looking down like a king to some shitty wolves as they made the deal to some strangers in their life.

And if everything went according to plan… I’d finally meet Reins Eiser. *** ((Reins Eiser)) What a damn annoying night. I stared at my phone as my name flooded the headlines once again. They really never gave up, did they? What a waste of time. Those idiot cops should spend less time chasing me and more time catching the bigger rats hiding inside their own department. Instead, they kept wasting their time hunting me down. I let out a quiet scoff, tightening my grip on my phone. “Eiser, what’s with the face?” Edward Stood chuckled. “Come on. Enjoy the party, man.”

When I got to his shop—a hole-in-the-wall sandwiched between a pawn store and a closed-down bakery—Eddie was already waiting behind the counter, disassembling a security camera with the patience of a surgeon. Eddie was the type of guy who blended into the background—unremarkable, if you weren't paying attention. He had the sharp eyes of someone who saw more than he let on, and the quiet patience of a man who'd spent too many years in the shadows. His hair was unkempt, dark and slightly greasy, as though he hadn’t bothered with it in days. He wore a faded leather jacket, the kind that had seen better days, with scuff marks on the sleeves and fraying at the edges. There was something about his

He’s mumbling to himself, and I wonder which of the missing Alpha family he could be. I walk past him, walk through a wall, and into the cottage. I see a woman at a kitchen table with a mug between her hands. A man walks into the room and sits at the table with her. He spins a phone on the table, but they don’t say anything to each other. I continue to follow my gut and walk through another wall. There’s a mass on a worn mattress in the corner of the dark room. I move a bit closer and the body shifts on the mattress. My heart drops as Eddie’s face is revealed.

It was like that piercing gaze was haunting me—something I wasn't necessarily unfamiliar with. I shook my head to regain my concentration and tucked my necklace safely into my tunic as I made my way up to the small platform where Eddie was waiting for me. Apparently, he would be conducting the introductions. When the crowd began to settle, Eddie started his speech. Despite having heard the same rhetoric a dozen times over I should've still been paying attention out of respect for Eddie, which made his annoyed look completely warranted when he had to nudge me after apparently introducing me to the crowd.

He said, Her eyes widened, she was sure now that he was saying the truth ***** ****** ****** Eddy walked back into his apartment after visiting a friend of his who is into repairs, he took off his dirty sandals as he yanked it off in frustration. His room was not too large but neatly arranged despite the weary fittings used. The TV was a used one, it was neat also and free from Dust though Eddy never turned it on for once, his eyes wandered around the room as he caught something standing up to pick it. The note book and the frame on the center table, He picked it up and stared intently at it ...

If he doesn't want to say anything,he wouldn't mind, if he wastes away. Eddy was quiet. Even if he snare or squinted, it cannot be seen. Who was going to see that when he was blindfolded. But he knew that if he died there, no one was going to know and as it is, he cannot be saved. There's only one option left, say what he knows. " I will tell you who wants to wipe the entire Anderson's family off and the one responsible for your sister's disappearance…" he began. By the time Eduardo returned into the Mansion,he got dressed and was stepping out when he saw Jenny. The duo stared at each other.

She wiggles her fingers at Eddie as she thinks, “What do we have on the trackers?” Eddie hums, “He’s still at his headquarters, or the bead is at least. One sec.” Eddie taps at his tablet and brings up a live audio feed. “…the fuck is he? He can’t have just disappeared! He’s not that good, for the Gods’ sake. I don’t care, just find him.” Sansom’s voice comes from a speaker by the screen. “Bastard, he’ll pay for this. FUCK!” He’s screaming, not stable at all. She smirks, Crow seems nervous.

He had always had a rough idea of where he was. Edward came to a stop when he picked up the sounds of someone talking. It was an odd time for people to still be up talking. He put his ear to the wall in an effort to pick something up. It worked to some degree, he was able to hear some words. “....Cathedral… sniper… vows… fire escape… assassination…”

“Ed, wake up.” Eddie jerked violently awake, breathing like he had been dragged up from drowning. He looked around with wild and confused eyes. “What? Are they coming? Did they find me? Where are they?—” “Calm your paranoid ass down,” he answered sharply. Then he smoothed out his voice like silk. “You’re safe. They can’t find you here.” Eddie blinked, breathing hard. “They were coming… I heard them… I heard footsteps outside my door—”