Eduardo Eddsworld Novels & Stories

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.

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.

“Oh, Josie, no. You and your mother are perfect. You practically look like sisters.” I frowned. Ohh… this bitch just called me fat. “Melissa is also perfect the way she is. The Italian masters would have fought for the privilege to paint her. She is classically beautiful, unlike some people here who have fake hair and body parts,” Eduardo said with a fiendish smile at her. Everybody laughed apart from Mrs. Edwards and Chelsea, of course. It is official… I love Eduardo. I could kiss your ass right now, Eduardo. I ignored the drama and settled in for what I was looking forward to: eating. I loved food like I loved shoes. I grabbed my fork and knife and dug in. The steak wasso good that I didn’

she said as she points towards the swing where no one was playing. "Sure," I simply answer as I follow her to teh swing set. "Okay, I'm going to reintroduce myself to you. My name is Airel Mae Weston. I came from a different world. From a dimension called Endalia, it's widely known as a magical dimension. That dimension has an abundant source of magic, although no one knows exactly why. The planet I'm living in is called Celestial Planet. Currently, it has only one Kingdom, the North Star Kingdom. The ruler of that Kingdom is our Queen Louise. She is also your... sister," Airel explains, while staring at my reaction.

he said, his voice serious. Luna looked at him, her eyes wide with concern. "What is it?" she asked. Eddie hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath. "I'm not like other people, Luna," he said. "I have a darkness inside of me that I've been struggling with for a long time. I've done things...terrible things...that I'm not proud of." Luna also seems to have guessed that. For example, how Eddie dealt with the two corrupt officials and inflicted cruel punishment on them by destroying their reputations.

It was going to be awkward as hell. -------------------- Edwardo sat at his workout machine, working his arms with the bar and pully system attached to the adjustable weights. Last night was going great, that is, until he freaked out. He messed up. He messed up so hard. Working out usually let him get his thoughts together, almost like meditation. He could either count the reps and let his mind go blank, or lose himself in the repetitive motions while he let his thoughts wander. The latter was what he was currently engaged in. He had music playing softly over his speaker system, not wanting to wake his guest upstairs. His very beautiful guest upstairs. His very beautiful guest upstairs who h

Enzo spat. Eduardo’s grin widened. He didn’t answer him directly. Instead he reached behind, fingers finding the familiar curve of his mother’s arm. “Mother,” he said, voice soft and theatrical, “tell him. Tell him the exact truth. Let him know how his pathetic life has been the word of this coward.” He cackled

“You’ll have nothing.” Eduardo shook his head. “You missed one. The last Domingo child you didn’t finish. That was me. I’ve waited a long time to collect everything you’ve taken. And Valeria?” He stepped closer, his voice almost a whisper, “She’s only the first message.” I inhaled slowly. My fists clenched at my sides, but my expression remained calm. Every muscle ready. Every plan forming. My mind racing through possibilities. Their arrogance was their weakness.