Edward Among Us Novels & Stories

Could Charlie really not notice his absence? She was still piecing her thoughts together when Rex had already replied to the message: Rex: What’s going on over there?! Moments later, a video came through. The footage was dark. Four or five people were walking up a narrow, slanted path. Among them, the tall man in a dark suit stood out immediately—it was Edward. Beside him was a woman in a red evening gown. There was light coming from below, seeping out through a door. A trash can sat by the entrance. It looked like the back door of a kitchen.

Upon arriving at his office, his assistant greeted him. "Finally, you're back. The meeting is already running late. Ryan Hyung is waiting for you, Aaron," Edward, his assistant, informed him. Aaron had appointed Edward as his assistant due to their friendship and trust. Ryan, on the other hand, was now the CEO of his father's company, albeit smaller than Aaron's. Yet, no one dared to cross them, as their connection to the Alits was widely recognized. "Don't shout, man... I've got ears that can hear you even if you whisper, okay?" Aaron rolled his eyes and headed towards the elevator. Edward followed him, holding some files in his hands like an eager puppy.

Upon walking closer, she saw that Paul was there too. However, Paul had been typing on his phone. He looked much focused and did not look over. Only then did she walk towards “Nicklaus” with confidence. "I have something to ask you." She sat opposite to him and said. Edward lifted his eyelids and glanced at her , then lowered his head once again and continued to play the game. "What is it?" “Are you very close to Mr. Collins from the D-Fronts Media?" Edward paused. Because of the two seconds of pause, his character was killed by the enemy in the game.

“You’ll ride with us. Eyes on the street. If you see something I miss, you say it.” Daniel gave a slow nod. “Fine. But if I say stop, you stop. Deal?” Edward hesitated. It was the closest thing to compromise Abby had ever seen him make. “Deal.” ⸻ The hours that followed moved in a blur of tension. Edward’s men arrived—three black SUVs slipping into the street below like shadows, their tinted windows reflecting the gray morning. Abby had expected muscle-bound strangers, but when she caught glimpses of them, they weren’t caricatures. They were clean-cut, quiet, efficient. Dangerous in their stillness.

The killer still hasn't been found. When I saw Jacob's message, a chill ran down my spine. That last call was him, too, so I called him right back. I kept my voice low, the irritation edging through. "Jacob, what the heck are you talking about? Did you forget Edgar already passed away?" His voice came over the line, shaky. "I-it's true. Did you check the apartment residents' group chat? The message was from Edgar!" I hesitated for a beat and told him we'd follow up on WhatsApp, then pulled up the group chat. Out of habit, my phone was on silent, and the group chat was muted. After Jacob's reminder, I saw the message Edgar had sent.

turning the dirt into a slick, grey slush. Edward Osborne was waiting for me by the equipment shed. My father looked like he belonged in a different movie than the rest of the Pack. While the wolves ran around shirtless, flexing and growling, Edward wore tactical gear. Black cargo pants, combat boots, a grey thermal shirt, and a vest lined with enough silver to pay off a mortgage. He was cleaning a crossbow. "No magic?" he asked without looking up. I stopped a few feet away, crossing my arms against the chill. "Vida says the wires are fried. I'm a dead zone."

"Andrew's apartment. It's off Edward's radar—no one will consider it." Jeffery nodded gravely, his piercing green eyes clouding over with worry. "I'll go on." We arrived at Andrew's small apartment in a rush, pounding noisily on the door. The door swung immediately open, eyes straying roughly at our disheveled state. "Cassie! Jeffery! My god, what happened?" "No time," Jeffery replied brusquely, shoving me in. "Edward is dead, but his network remains active. We need your help."

Sally replied "You believe but you are not one hundred percent sure," Edward replied "Fuck this," Edward said and he got up from his seat. "Where are you going?" I asked "To talk to Ava. She is the only one who knows what's going on and if there is something we need to do in order for them to wake up," Edward said. Dr. Malissa was still unconscious, but Ava was in an interrogation room. I looked at my parents, Don, and Stacie. Nick and Jason were sitting in the waiting area, and Tina was with the pups.

tate_kvngh: hey Eddie :) EdwardBlack1794: you were suppose to say who's there -__- I snorted. Didn't see that one coming. EdwardBlack1794: and I already told you don't call me Eddie :/ Youre making fun of my name. tate_kvngh: I'm not. I swear to god I'm not. Eddie's cute :) :) tate_kvngh: I like Eddie :) EdwardBlack1794: you can't fool me woman. I laugh softly. EdwardBlack1794: lets start all over again shall we? knock knock.

I wanted him on his knees, but if he couldn’t do that he didn’t have space in my life. I wasn’t lost. I didn’t need him. There would be new opportunities to grow my career, and maybe I would date again when I was ready. *** Edward was in the living room when I arrived home. He had popcorn on his lap, and his legs were cozily resting on the coffee table, watching a zombie TV series he started a few weeks ago. I had seen a few episodes of it, so I stopped by the couch and grabbed a handful of popcorn from his bucket.