Edgar X Colette Novels & Stories

“I love you, Collie-flower.” “I love you, Corn-cob.” She grinned and teased. He chuckled at their childhood nicknames. Colleen smiled triumphantly as Cornell headed out to where the valets had parked the cars; his valet was waiting especially for him. * * * Edgar had been dodging Heather for the last hour, especially after Heith had commented that the cake looked like a rip-off from one of Milli’s designs but tasted like cardboard. It irked Edgar that his cousin knew more about his wife... ex-wife than he did. He was drunk, angry, and he was going home. Most of all, he was tired of the constant bickering with Heith; the little digs like barbs reminded Edgar of the time he had been thrown fro

He tried to reason, scrubbing his hands down his face. "Look what Balor did is fucked up, and I don't expect you to go to Gardenia-" "But Lettie does." I cut in. "No, I don't, Paige. " Collette's soft voice cut in, her ability to suppress her wolf scent making it so easy for her to sneak up on us without me realizing. I turned to look at my best friend, her sage green eyes lined with tears as she approached me. Colette shook her head, placing a gentle hand on my shoulder.