Eddie X Richie Novels & Stories

he replied, with a mischievous grin. "I know you're rich, but how rich are you?" I asked, feeling a little embarrassed. Eddie's grin grew wider. "Ah, Luna. You're so curious. Let's just say that I'm very, very rich." I raised an eyebrow. "Very, very rich? What does that even mean?" Eddie chuckled. "Well, let's just say that my family is one of the wealthiest in the world. But we like to keep a low profile to avoid unwanted attention."

her voice was loud due to the music blasting in their ears, “You do like him!” “I don't, Mia, stop.” Tammie groaned, slightly dizzy. While they talked about everything else, a young man placed his hands on their table, his eyes roaming Tammie's petite face, “Hey, beautiful.” Tammie raised a brow, “Hey?” The young man sat next to them, leaning towards Tammie, “You look dazzling, my lady. I'm Ethan Grey.” he said, stretching his hands for a handshake. Mia stared at him, rolling her eyes in disgust, “Lame.” she breathed.

“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.”

Edward mocked Richard. "Tsk! Tsk! You really look down on your competitor, and I wander how did you come to this stage. I am very sure that you have used despicable methods." Richard wasn't shaken by Edward's word. After all, he would just go back and beg his grandpa but he won't admit defeat in front of the man. "60 million dollars." Ruby's heart was beating wildly and she can't believe men ego. "1 billion dollars." Edward finally said and the room fell into silent including Richard.

When Uncle Eddie came out of the office, he squatted in front of Richard and looked him in the eye. “She's gone, Ritchie,” he said softly. Richard didn’t like the tone in his voice or the way Uncle Eddie was looking at him. He already knew his mother was gone—she was at the hospital. “I know, Uncle Eddie,” Ritchie placed his hand on his uncle’s. “That’s why you’re here to pick me up, so we can go see her.” “No, son,” Edward held back his tears, his heart breaking not just for losing his sister, but for the innocent boy losing his mother. “She’s not coming back.”

"Bryan?" He nodded against my arm. "Yeah, he's here." Eddie was quiet for a long time before saying, "He looks like the guys in those movies. You know. The ones who never smile." I snorted, the sound catching me off guard. "Yeah, that's about right." "He talks funny, too." I grinned. "It's called being rich, honey." Eddie giggled again, and it felt like a small victory. "Is he nice?" he asked then, more serious.

He smiled and approached the door but decided to look through and found out there was no one inside the house which got him confused. "Where would he be?". He thought within himself and heard the cock of a gun behind. "Don't move or else I will shoot". He heard Mr. Richard's voice, smiled and lifted his both hands and turned back. "Eddie!". Mr. Richard exclaimed in shock. "Mr. Richard". Eddie replied in tears. "Eddie, is this really you?". Mr. Richard asked in astonishment. "It's me, Mr. Richard, it's really me". Eddie said and Mr. Richard hugged him immediately. Both of them cried for some minutes before they pulled out of the hug.

“And stop hugging around. You will scare people away.” “You didn’t tell me about your girlfriend, Leonard. I would have made this place colorful if I had known. I just wanted to annoy you” Dustin said. Leonard was speechless. He was about to talk when Eddie’s voice came in. “Hi, I’m Eddie and I’m working under Mr Lee. We aren’t…. dating” Eddie uttered with a pursed lips. She didn’t noticed that Leonard’s eyes turned darker as her gaze was only on Dustin who already gave her an unapologetic look.

“Snap out of it, Richie!. There’s no way EVD would last a week without LRC’s electrical supplies.,” Richie flashed Gordon’s his best smile as he cracked his fingers before placing it under his chin using it as an arm rest, his gaze never leaving Gordons. “Should we bet?”