Eddsworld Eduardo Novels & Stories

Eduardo stared into the paper and sighed, "You don't have to worry yourself too much about that, I'm fine." "No you're not!!! Eduardo you're dying!!!"

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.

Aiden paled considerably. "Good. Now tell her everything right here, right now. Tell her how you know everything and why" Aiden froze, beads of sweat appearing on his face. "Cat got your tongue, Edward?" I frowned, confused. Edward? Who the hell is Edward? "M-my real name is Edward Carson a-and- I work for Scorpion's eye organization" "W-what?!" "Go on. Tell her what you've been doing even before she decided to leave" Lee said.

That will not happen. "Don't underestimate or you'll be underestimated, Jesus said," Caleb comments passing by us, he uses a rather poorly pronounced Galician tonality and gets on the jet. "You heard." I pat Trevor's shoulder and do the same as Caleb. Saudi Arabia's plans are cancelled, they will be saved for a while, now I have something more important to do. "Honestly, I'm out for a walk, so I'm not complaining," says Eddy eating his much-loved chips, it's his way of dealing with addiction.

Eliza offered me some avocados and brought out a magazine “I was so lucky to find this on the ground last month. It's a magazine about entertainment and fashion” she said and placed it on my thighs. I cut in half the avocado with the fruit knife and looked at the magazine “who's on the cover?” I asked “Eduardo Ortiz. Wilbur Sanders best friend.” she said and sat beside me “he's handsome” I said and ate a piece of my fruit “yeah, I don't like him though. He has a hot temper” she said and opened to the middle.

It almost seemed as though the real negotiations were happening right now, not around the formal table. “Eduardo!” Austin cried, slapping his hand into the older tanned gentleman’s palm. He was cooler, more considered in his reply. “Austin, good to see you. And this is?” “My scribe for the weekend,” Austin replied. “Scribe you say, I didn’t know we could fetch our own to these things?” he said, sipping his wine and raising an eyebrow at me. His dark eyes and hair resembled Dex’s but lacked that charisma. Dex’s persona was riddled with dangerous desire and urgency. Eduardo looked more like a man on vacation. He was relaxed, the leader of a pack too awkwardly located to ever declare war on.

After making a mental note to appreciate the man later on, I entered the car and Alessandro followed. “Hello, sister,” Eduardo, who I did not expect to see, eagerly greeted, his left hand thrown in the air in greeting. I eased the surprise on my face “Eduardo.” “The last time I saw you, you became Usain Bolt for a moment.” “I doubt you can blame me. It was not a regular sight for me.” “That’s very true. It shucks that you had to see that. And thankfully, you won’t ever see something like that again.”

Slowly, from the darkness of the woods, two humans came out walking with nothing in their hands but guns. I don’t know how they use that tool, but I have read in my books that people from Earth mostly use that from killing. I admit I am afraid, and it’s frustrating because I used to be the reason of someone else’s fear. But at the same time, I’m relieved since I think heavens heard again my prayers. I will die! “What a beautiful horse it is.” I shivered upon hearing the lady’s voice and the language she just used. It’s Audravan, the language of Audravarians! Galing ba kami sa iisang mundo?

The pitch deck looped on the wall screen, and stacks of financial reports and portfolio binders cluttered every surface. 'Zoe, let's hit the revenue projections again,' Elias said, his voice rough from hours of talking, leaning back in his chair with his tie loosened and sleeves rolled up, exposing forearms corded with muscle. He looked intense, focused, a faint stubble shadowing his jaw. 'On it,' I replied, swiping through my tablet. My fingers ached from typing notes, but I pushed on, pulling up the files. He needed the updated portfolio breakdown...where the hell was it?

His car was parked by the side of the road, a few meters away from Aurora's apartment. The kids were not back from school, he reckoned as he looked around. He had not visited since the last time and nothing seemed to have changed. The house was still the same as it was years ago except her father's Porsche was no longer parked outside. Mr. Edderson Williams was a hardworking and respectable businessman in society. He was known for being successful and rigorous. Sadly, he didn't like Eduardo very much even after he validated his love for his daughter and the latter didn't care one bit.