Edward Among Us Novels & Stories

Either he’s dead or he’s fled. Reaching Ryker’s office, I don’t bother knocking. The door swings open to reveal him hunched over a mess of papers and screens, looking every bit the war commander in his own right. “Ryker,” I start without preamble, “I’m sure you’ve heard by now that Edward’s gone. Vanished into thin air. No scent, no sight, nothing.” Ryker’s eyes flick up to meet mine, sharp and calculating. “I’ve been thinking about that slippery fuck since we infiltrated Ivan’s so-called base at his estate.”

It was a message from an unknown number, no name attached, just a single, chilling line: “The game isn’t over yet, Clarissa. Edward’s threads stretch far beyond prison walls. Watch your back.” Her blood ran cold. She deleted the message immediately, her mind racing. Edward was behind bars, yes. His assets were frozen, his network dismantled—or so they thought. But organizations built on corruption and greed did not collapse in a single day. There were others—loyalists, opportunists, shadows that had lurked in the background for decades, waiting for their moment. Maya was still missing, too. Julian’s former assistant, Edward’s most dangerous pawn, had vanished the night of the shooting, leavi

Chris and I burst through the door at the same time as Nathaniel, Luke and Fives on the other side of the complex. I had one hand on the gun at the small of my back, the other hovering over the sheath at my thigh. I’d rather not shift unless I had to, I’d left in too much of a hurry to bring spare clothes. “Well, well, well, Ophelia,” Edward’s voice came from around the corner. “It’s good to see you.”

Maybe Emma and the others have gone somewhere else so they may return soon. So Aaron was only looking at Dizzy with his arms folded. As Josephine interferes as she don't really understand the drama going on here. "Wait, what's going on here?" "Are you trying to say that Emma has been taken away or what?" "Like kidnapped?" Josephine asked looking at Dizzy and Aaron. "Maybe that" Dizzy replied as Aaron gets down on his knees. And his hand sparks energy and he places it on the ground and was slowly sensing what happened at his absent.

We rode the elevator to the ground floor to find Edward in the lobby, pacing about while on a call. “Is the security team ready?” He queried, his eyes lighting up as they fell on me. “We need as many capable men as we can get.” He must be talking to Jaxon. He met me halfway across the lobby, snaking an arm around my waist. “Alright confirm that and let me know,” he said into the phone, and hung up nanoseconds later, glancing down at me with a smile. I tried to return the gesture, giving him my best smile, which in fact, was fake, because I could feel the cracks in the smile. And he saw right through my fake smile.

“I’m not going anywhere.” --- We entered the building cautiously, our boots crunching against debris scattered across the floor. The air inside was thick with the smell of decay, and the faint sound of shuffling echoed through the empty halls. Ethan’s team moved with precision, clearing each room as we made our way deeper into the warehouse. I stayed near the center of the group, my heart pounding in my chest as I scanned the area for anything useful. We had just reached the storage area when the first infected appeared. It came out of nowhere, lurching from the shadows with a guttural growl. Ethan reacted instantly, raising his hand and sending a wave of energy crashing into the creature, s

said Adam. Adam Nigel, another member of the beta ranks, arrived on the scene just in time, causing Edward to relinquish his grip on me. Adam's presence provided a brief respite from my tormentor's hands as I slumped to the ground, coughing and gasping for precious air. "What in the world were you doing, Edward?" Adam wondered, perplexed by Edward's activities. "She was attempting to flee," Edward responded defiantly. Adam's eyes narrowed as he answered, "We're not here to take lives, my friend."

“Kole, make sure the front team moves after I give the signal.” Kole nodded quickly. “Understood, boss.” Edward turned to face all of them, his gaze sharp and filled with suppressed rage. “Remember, Sean is mine. Nobody touches him. Focus on the guards. Take them all down.” “Yes, boss,” Marco replied, making sure the small grenades on his vest were secured in place. Edward raised his hand, signaling them to start moving. Silently, they approached the warehouse from three different sides. Edward himself led a small team from the west side, the least guarded route, though there were still two armed men stationed there.

“I know, Edward. But we need to find a way to deal with Williams that doesn’t involve violence. This has to stop.” He nodded again, looking determined. “I’ll follow your lead, Allison. Whatever you need, I’m here.” I gave him a small, tired smile. “Thank you. Just… no more fighting, okay?” He chuckled softly. “No more fighting. Promise.” I stared at Edward, trying to reconcile the man before me with the legend he was in our world. In the realm of espionage, Edward Blackwood was a force. People feared him, whispered his name with of awe and envy. His skills were unmatched, his strategic mind a lethal weapon. But here, standing in his apartment, he was just a man, vulnerable and raw, his eyes

What could be so important that they needed to discuss it in person? Edward returns to Johanne's room and spends more time with her, providing her with his unwavering support. He plans to pick up Ángel from the daycare and figure out a way to ensure his care, alongside his son Jhin. The next day, he continues to juggle his responsibilities, managing Ángel and Jhin while dealing with his growing nervousness about the upcoming meeting with Lía. When the day arrives, Edward acts like Ángel's father, arranging for an improvised but experienced nanny to assist with the children. As he prepares to meet Lía, the uncertainty about her intentions leaves him on edge.