Edmund Bridgerton Novels & Stories

“Grayson.” I shrug with an innocent smile. But it just provokes him further. His grip on Bridget tightens and she lets out a small yelp her eyes widening in shock. This time I smile for real. Maybe if he gets carried away and shows more of the monster he is she’ll realize how st*pid this marriage is. But Edward just leans closer and whispers something to her and that does it. she’s all smiles and flushed. So stupid. Edward tugs her away, probably sighting someone that’s more important than his own children.

She was taller than most ladies, and her pale-blonde hair was like a shining beacon beneath the chandeliers. "Lindsey, you continue to disappoint me," a cold voice said from behind him. Edmund spun to face a handsome aristocrat with dark hair and even darker eyes. The man had appeared from a shadowed corner of the ballroom, unseen by the nearby guests. Edmund glanced about, expecting to spot a door or some pathway to explain the man's sudden appearance, but there was no such place from which he could have emerged. It reminded him of just how skilled the man was and that he was not to be trifled with. "Sir Hugo." He bowed his head at the man who had been sending him his orders for the last th

King Edgar Barnabas looked at Edmund's face curiously. From a very long time ago, he was a reliable trader and liked to collect antiques. Sometimes he came to black-market auctions to hunt for rare items that were considered lost and destroyed in Magica. Since Edmund's appearance, he had felt that Duke Brighton's face was very familiar, even though he could say this was the first time they had met.

The moment that thought hit her, she realized that she was worried about him. "They're here, Edmund. Look! That's the man Natalie chose. He's more handsome than you, isn't he? He's already said that he wants you to kneel and beg for mercy, admitting that he's the better man. "Not only does he want Natalie for himself, but he also wants to have his way with me… I'm so scared, Edmund!" Sheila said coyly The gaudily dressed young man she spoke to was Edmund Vance, the youngest son of the Sage and the owner of Skybound Boxing.

I can't believe how fast he opted for someone new. But then he's Benedict Edward Saintclare, the deadly womanizer of England. He can have any woman he wants because he's who he is and that's what he is. He can always find someone else to replace his past woman. A lot of women from all over the globe would line up to spend even just one night with him.

"She's right, Father. If Serena wanted a one-night stand, she could have chosen better. The man in the photo is married with multiple lovers. Hardly a suitable partner for the deputy CEO of Lancaster Enterprises." I stared at Edmund, his words echoing in my mind. How did he know so much about the man in the photo? The man wasn't a public figure, and even I didn't know those details. A suspicion started to form in my mind. "Edmund," I said, my voice carefully controlled, "you seem awfully familiar with this man's personal life. How do you know all this?" He shrugged nonchalantly, but I saw the flicker of panic in his eyes. "I have my sources."

he asked, his voice sounding like he was genuinely concerned. Tessa lifted her teary eyes slowly, meeting his gaze, if looks could kill, Pedro would drop dead with the kind of stare she gave him. “Are you happy?” she shot back, her voice fluttering with resentment. “Are you truly happy at how your aunt humiliated me at dinner? It’s funny how she does not know what a sham this marriage is, I’m not sure she is aware that her nephew's wife was collateral from a bad deal with her father, that you married me for the sake of your rotten pride?”

He muttered reacting totally different from how his subordinate expected him to react. After all he is the richest man in the country and even abroad there was no one that could go against him, he has the highest authority abd everyone bows their heads to him. He is one person that kills without mercy and never gives others a second chance. Most importantly before I forget, He hates noise and women but today seemed to be an exception for some people. But someone actually committed two crimes that could get her killed and unexpectedly she is still alive and health. His Subordinate couldn't help but look at Amelia differently.

Dettling was talking about the day's menu with the housekeeper in her usual authoritative voice. Sebastian was buttering his toast, looking tired. He worked so hard to provide for his family, to keep up the lifestyle Seraphina had grown used to. Dark circles shadowed his kind eyes, and I noticed how his shoulders sagged with exhaustion. The sight of him made my chest tighten with pity and rage. How could she betray such a good man? How could she sit across from him every morning, smiling and playing the devoted wife, while carrying on her dirty affair with his own cousin?

I did find a few affairs that Landon had, but my guess of him being a playboy was wrong. There were numerous articles entailing his feud with his brother, Paul Scotts was the mortal enemy of the three handsome billionaire brothers. Two of them were married, making Landon the most eligible bachelor in the country. He never lost a case in his life, making him the youngest most successful lawyer at the age of thirty. Just then my doorbell rings, it’s probably Jimmy, he wanted to discuss something important. I opened the door and welcomed him in with his girlfriend, Elisa. She was supporting him through this misery.