Eddsworld Eduardo Novels & Stories

Edward raises his iPad up, which has an inscription on it. "You are drooling on yourself, Cecelia!". Edward typed, which was quite embarrassing.

One could tell by Drake's tone that he couldn't wait to hold the baby in his arms the day he or she will arrive in this world. " " Eduardo has been at the resort for three days but still felt very bored. He had even gone to the herbarium once to take a look at how the dried plants are classified and studied but still felt lonely after that. He was on his way back to the resort when his eyes caught something. He parked the car near a confectioner, got out and strode to where the scene was without waiting for his guards who hadn't stationed yet.

were the words that came out of his mouth when he gasped back to life. "He's awake". He heard someone say, glaring towards the direction of the voice and saw Susannah walking towards him. Eddie kept looking at her till she got to him. He remembered what happened between them in the illusion world and smiled. "Wow, great to have you back Eddie ". Ella and Dave said as they walked in distracting him. "You saved the world bro ". Carson also said as he walked in. Eddie smiled, citing his team, all together. "We did it, bro, without you guys I'm nothing". Eddie said and stood up from the bed.

my cousin. My cousin...Eduardo?

Usually, he was a collected man. After sometimes Edward calmed himself down and thought of something. He looked up at Paul. “I remembered that on Ellena’s profile it was writted that she had graduated from the Film Academy?” Paul nodded. “Yes Sir. Madame studied Cinematic Literature.” Edward smiled in an instant, and looked like a predator looking at prey, “Does that mean that her work is script writing?” “Ah… Yes.” Paul was surprised and nodded. People thought that Edward was nothing but a cripple and impotent brat that enjoying his father’s fortune but no one knew that he was actually the boss of the country’s largest entertainment agency, D’Front entertainment group.

Eduardo's true feelings finally making an appearance. I could feel the tension on Cassar. I was surprised Edwardo wasn't dead yet. "Well," Eduardo whispered in French pulling me even closer, his breath reeking of booze. "This time you may have won. If you ever disrespect me like that again, Cassar Salvaterre will find your body in the desert. Scavenged and whored out by the wildlife." That was all it took for Cassar to snap. His classic raging growl was loud enough for even the humans to hear.

The words I had spoken to Eduardo echoed in my mind: If you help me… well, maybe you’ll be the hero who saved a sinking empire. I’d said it like a throwaway line, but I meant it. Eduardo wasn’t just some middle man. He had the power to change the tide. He’d been with Thiago for fifteen years, and in that time, he’d learned the dark corners of the company. The things Thiago didn’t want people to know. And now, Eduardo was part of the equation—whether he realized it or not. My phone buzzed, interrupting my thoughts. I glanced at the screen, seeing Lucia’s name flashing up. I answered before the second ring.

“Now Reyes Holdings collapses under suspicion.” “And Valez steps in to stabilize the market.” Marcus shakes his head. “You’re insane.” “No,” Eduardo says calmly. “I’m patient.” Adrian’s voice turns deadly quiet. “You made one mistake.” Eduardo raises an eyebrow. “What’s that?” “You assumed I’d let you walk away.” Security doors burst open behind us. Heavy footsteps pound across the rooftop. Reyes Tower security. Dozens of them. Weapons drawn. Eduardo doesn’t look surprised. In fact—he almost looks amused.

Eduardo asked, lightly stroking my cheeks with his forefinger. “Even I didn't know,” My voice lowered into a sensual whisper as I caressed him through the fabric of his joggers. “Discovering new things about each day is my favourite aspect of life,” Eduardo said, his hands gripping my hips tightly, the lustful friction sending passionate heat coursing through my skin. Pressing a kiss to his Adam's apple, I moved southward. Undoing his pants, I slid his briefs downward then stopped to wrap my hair in a messy ponytail, before grabbing the base of his cock and jacking him off.

These shots made the phone pics look tame—full-on bedroom stuff. Sophia set them down, lifting her tea for a measured sip, tone dripping sarcasm. "Mr. Sullivan, your hobbies are something else. Snooping on folks in the sack now?" Edgar's eyes narrowed a fraction—clearly not the freak-out he'd banked on. "Quality's beside the point." He drawled it casual. "Key fact: this guy's no dad of yours." "Name's Todd Ward. Pro con man, plays whatever role pays. Laundry list of aliases."