Edward Among Us Novels & Stories

In the vast living room filled with smoke, they sat — deep in discussion. "Why don't we kill Elliot off, too!" Edward had a cigar between his fingers. He looked at his other brothers and said, "I have already found out that he has been in Ylore the entire day, but he hasn't contacted us yet. This means that he has possibly started to suspect us!"

I pressed myself further into the shadows, but I could still see the vague outline of his figure through the dim light. “I shouldn’t even be telling you this,” he said, voice softer now. “But I needed to get this off my chest.” I didn’t need to see his face to know who it was. Edward. The family doctor's assistant, Adam trusted him, the one who had always been a presence at gatherings. The same man who had seen Adam through every injury and illness. What was he doing here, telling Eleanor’s secrets? As Edward turned, I realized my position was exposed. I darted back into the room with practiced speed, barely making a sound. Jasmine was looking at me, her eyes wide and expectant, but I didn’t

Ariadne replies, cupping Victor’s face. It’s not Victor though, still asleep, eyes closed in eternal slumber. He forgets, then he remembers, then he forgets again. Edward’s standing by the door, having returned from his supply run with Dustin and Elton. He’s the only one allowed out of the house right now. His face was caught on camera but it was so blurry, that no one would recognize him. The Omega goes around the foot of the bed and without another word he lies down, curling around Ariadne’s back, an arm draped around the other Omega’s shoulder.

Just need to wait a bit more until he gets to the main purpose of the game. Tired of waiting for Mila who hasn't woken up since two hours ago, Ezra turned on the television to see the latest news about today's attempted assassination. He hoped the cops weren't so stupid and caught Edward too. But it seems impossible. He believed Edward would pretend he had nothing to do with the shooting. Especially if the mysteryous man didn't have the guts to report Edward’s crime. He'll get away with it, and the mysterious man will be punished for a crime he didn't really want to commit.

"May I know how you know so much about adult films?" Joseph was at a loss on how to answer Edward, and his expression immediately turned ferocious. "Do you still need my help?" "Remember to add me to the group. Don't leave me out," Edward reminded while chopping up some parsley. "After all, I'm quite old too." Joseph mumbled. "Sure, I'll add you to the group once I'm home. But Elijah, Jimmy, and Jasper are in the group as well. Are you sure you guys can talk without exploding?"

“Nothing... I did nothing to ask you, man, '' Edward said, trembling. He did not like the look on Carlson's face. “We both know I have killed more than I can count. A hubby has become and trusts me when I say they can not make me not kill you. The very last time. The last” Carlson blows the smoke into his face. Mary was already sweating, she held onto her stomach as pee fought its way into her bladder. Edward needed not to be told the meeting was over as he scrambled to leave with his secretary. “Edward… a stubborn fly follows the corpse to the grave... Don't be that fly”

A single lamp flickered near control panels. “Where’s the water main?” Liam whispered. Elena pointed down a corridor. “Through there. I saw his men guarding the valves.” They rounded the corner and froze. Edward Blackwood stood beneath a battered sign reading “Water Distribution Control.” His gray hair was slicked back. His eyes glittered with triumph. Two armed guards flanked him. Edward’s lips curved in a slow smile. “Welcome home, Aurora.” Aurora’s breath caught. She forced her legs to move. “You can’t win, Edward.”

I will control all of humanity, but the whole world. Edward got off the plane behind him, carrying some of the things he had brought with them, and wondering tiredly because of the trip: What are we going to do now? Are we just going to stay like this without doing anything or are we going to start quickly with what I said or what exactly? Could the werewolves and this magical world know we're coming here or what?

The door was now shut behind me. And I was just… watching them. Two men tangled in each other’s arms. He had seen me. One of them. I had been caught staring. I—Edward, the groom-to-be of the lady having this bridal shower. “Come on, Edward. Haven’t you seen two men enjoying themselves before?” the voice came again—calm and amused this time. Edward. He knew who I was. The room was dim. The lights were off, but the windows were open and the city lights bled in just enough to outline their forms.

One of his legs were dragging and Glory supported his weight. Ella started to growl uncontrollable and she went after Eddie like a wild beast, letting revenge consume her. Thinking of nothing except for the kids that he had eaten seven years ago. Like who the fuck goes and does some fucked up shit like eating babies. Adam had to hold Ella back but even that was growing more difficult by the second. “Maybe you should get him in the basement before Ella can kill him. We should integrate him and then start tracking down the army first thing in the morning. We won't be able to do that if she kills him.” Connor and Rick just looked at each other, they didn't know how to handle the situation they