Edward Alphonse Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Where is Edward currently?" "He at the hill training, preparing himself mentally and physically for tomorrow," Ciro answered. "He is the type of person who stands by his words. And I can tell you that that young man is only second to Killian in power here. When he rages, it's like a storm that has come to devour everything. But his loyalty to Alpha Killian is so much that he'd lay down his life without being asked to."

Lilian explained pointing at Alphonse. Alphonse walked towards Granny Wu. He handed the gifts to her grandson and bowed his head. "Granny Wu I am Alphonse Monroe, Lilian Monroe and Alec Monroe's father. Thank you for taking care of my children. This are fruits and tonics for you" Granny Wu stared at the young man infront of her. 'Alphonse? Isn't the father of this children Robert Monroe' she couldn't help but asked herself. But looking at the facial features of the three they were indeed similar.

"Are you blind or what? Or I think I am invisible. Can't you see that I am walking? I want to rip off these black hair out of your head. Who do you think you are huh? Some filthy billionaire, I don't give a damn though" Alissa let out a small laugh and then walked towards her. She tapped on her shoulder and she turned around with a frown on her face. Alissa looked at her back and saw Edward with a confused look like he doesn't know what just happened. "Oh! Thank god you are here. This stupid fellow just bumped into me and hardly muttered any sorry. These rich people think that they will always be the ones to whom we will apologize" She said it all in a breath. "Eleanor, he is Edward. He is a

I get my livelihood from reading people and if Al was like me, I would have found out a long time ago. However, the first time I saw Dr Edward and the way he looked at my man, I knew that he was like me. No. He was more dangerous than me. He has this aura around him and screams danger and that's why I decided to start planning before him because the best way to hit an enemy is when they least expect it. When the report came, I wasn't surprised to see that they knew each other since high school. Professor Edward was Albert's teacher in high school and they were neighbours and good family friends. He has one son, Albert's best friend, but no one knows about the boy's mother. It's like she does

“You seem to know so much about him. How long have you been working with him? And ohh… let me inform you ahead. Alpha Leo is quite a temperamental man when it comes to his women. Tell your Boss that.” Flinching, my face twisted ‘in should I say disgust and confusion?’ “What are you babbling about right now? And why is the Alpha involved in this conversation? What business do I have with him?” “Every fucking business.” Pointing a finger at my face, “Deny it, Eira.”

They were the English. “May we join the conversation if the gentlemen?” Edward Whitford, the English mafia lord asked us. I knew they wanted to talk about the same problem that is Faolan Walsh. He has his eyes on the English networks and it’d be a direct threat for Edward. “Faolan Walsh, do you want to talk about him, gentleman?” Bianchi asked him and offered him a glass of wine. “Sure, I do. I think Mr. De Niro has common interest, am I right, Mr. De Niro?” Edward cocked his brow at me. I don’t like him much but we aren’t enemies either.

Arthur was far more respected and acknowledged in the world being that he was older, more mature and had more connections with world leaders. “Besides, where is your daughter, did she disguise?” This question slowly pulled up through Arthur's lips, Alphonsus felt like the perfect chance to spot Eleanor out and give her the punishment he'd always intended for her but what of the quad Alphas? He so much wanted to punish them severely, even lock them up but now that their dad was involved, he stood there, looking pale and quite confused.

Ava As Chris and I approached Alpha Edward at his seat at the head of the long dining table, I couldn’t help but feel a nervous lump swell in my throat—momentarily making me forget about everything else. Alpha Edward was an imposing figure, at least six-foot-two with broad shoulders and a neatly trimmed beard that was streaked with gray. Despite the faded grandeur of the manor that surrounded us, Edward himself still carried an air of quiet dignity about him, and he rose gracefully from his chair to extend his hand to Chris.

I am happy that one day, he’ll be the one to rule Alvannia after my father. Valerian wore a long black jacket over a waistcoat that was buttoned down. A black long-sleeved shirt underneath hugged his skin. Unlike the other black parts of the jacket, the top collar, the lapels, his cuffs, the buttons, and the center fronts of the coat were striking gold. His long black hair fell graciously on his shoulders. “Who’s that?” I asked pointing at a man that walked beside my father as he approached us. “Oh, that’s King Iyrick of Meldonis. This year’s ball will be hosted in his palace. I’m guessing he came to personally escort us to his kingdom.” Valerian answered, waving at the unfamiliar old man.

It took a long while for him to muster his strength and continue, “My apologies, Mr. Levin. I’m just a servant of the Levin family, and I cannot disobey Master Levin’s orders.” Edward’s lips twisted into a mirthless smile and he said, “Both you and Alfred are the Levin family servants, hand-picked by Gramps to assist me. One of you is endowed with military affairs while the other is the master of the pen. I’ve to admit that Gramps is really good at picking people. He’s given me a pair of capable assistants.” Wade dared not say anything as he kept his head low and stood still. Edward laughed and put his legs on the table. “Tell me, what else did he say to you?”