Edgar Skins Novels & Stories

"Edgar has been using VPN's to hide his activities, but I found the trail. He has multiple bank accounts overseas which I have not been able to hack into, but what is on the data stick shows his record keeping of the buying and selling of human flesh. Mostly women, but not all. There were a few men on the list as well. Mostly sold to clients in foreign countries looking for Caucasian women. Blondes, brunettes and redheads. He takes orders for everything from eye color, skin color, short, tall, skinny, even thick girls. The thugs do his bidding all over the country, so the missing people are not all in one police jurisdiction. It makes shipping them harder, but he just charges any additional

~Edgar~ Hours seemed to stretch too long in the holding cell. I sat in a corner, my knees glued to my chest as the world blurred around me. What the hell was I, Edgar Sinclair, the real founder of a corporation as big as Obsidian holdings doing in a place like this?

He needed the Empress more so than anyone else. However Edgar would not budge. He would not sell his new found items to either Peaks. He had denied Keith many times. Keith could not stand it. As he stood there fuming, many initiates came pouring in, each of them bore an angry look. It was clear that they had met with Edgar. “Master, there must be more to it. Edgar Nash is a faculty member and likewise a part of the Academy. He has no right to deny us the elixirs!” Leonard Briggs said angrily. “Indeed master, how can Edgar do this? It makes no sense! Feather Peak bears no ill relationship with him, there must be a reason why!” another initiate spoke up.

Suddenly, Sinead arrived with a group of people. They looked quite elderly, with the oldest among them already sporting white hair. Eden put away the dummy and greeted Sinead. “Hello.” Sinead smiled, took Eden’s hand, and sat down. “I’ve sold all the skincare cream you gave me. I sold each bottle for 5 million dollars and made a total of 50 million. I’ll transfer the money to your account later.” Sinead was always delighted to see Eden.

He looked unrecognizable in his new Moonclaw elder prestigious gown. His gray hair had increased, but it was neatly combed. He looked down at her with concern, which she could tell was fake. She knew he didn’t care one bit for her and was only here for Maya. Edgar looked across the room and winced a little as he saw the scar, he looked half alive and half dead as he weakly watched Maggie from where he sat, his body slumped lifelessly to the side. Edgar quickly looked away and moved closer to the glass, he sighed and cleared his throat.

Skyler replied and she brought out her sketchbook and pencil from her backpack. "Okay," Edna stood up and faced Skyler. "Take a look at me, I want this slim fishtail gown that would help in bringing out my bóobs, curves, and ass that I don't have '' Edna rolled her eyes before going to her dreamland again.

“The first question is how were you able to keep the bouncing pace at a stretch. I mean, with every bounce you did on that dick, your pussy fully swallowed the dick and you were also following the same beat.” I blushed hard and I laughed out too, trying to curate the right words. “I mean…” “And girl, did I forget to mention how shiny and how moisturised your ass skin was? The ripple effect from the bounces were phenomenal too.” Sharon said and made a clock it sign with her fingers. “Okay so for my soft and bouncy skin, I use olive oil because it gives my skin this thready effect that I love it so much and It also makes my skin glow.”

“What’s going on?” I opened my mouth but nothing came out. I had imagined this conversation so many times in my head, I always had the perfect words, just that I never actually knew how hard it would be to say them. “I like someone,” I finally whispered. My dad’s expression changed slightly. “Who?” I stared at the floor with my hands shaking. “Ezra.” The room went completely quiet. My dad blinked. “Ezra Cole?” I nodded. “The figure skater?”

Could a ghost have killed her? "The medical examiner says she died two months ago, and she was skinned." It felt like a ton of bricks just hit me. I couldn't believe it. Skinned? Who could do something that horrific? "She's been missing for so long. Didn't anyone notice and report her missing?" Two months ago, I was still in school, and when I got home, everything seemed normal. Wait. Now that I thought about it, there were a few weird things that didn't add up.