Edward Elrick Novels & Stories

Fully aware of his newfound power, Edward drew his gun away from Master Levin’s forehead and made himself comfortable on the couch nearby in a mockingly relaxed flourish. He deflected Specky’s question to Master Levin with a sneer, “What do you think, Gramps?” The old man was shaking with lividity. “You f*cking son of a b*tch! You f*cking son of a wh*re!” Edward’s lips quivered briskly at the reaction. “So, you’ve employed this new guy from somewhere else, huh? Is he here specifically to kill me?” he asked, studying the hitman’s foreign features and the model of his gun, which was not usually seen around Golden South City.

Every single word he spoke struck like a hammer. "The recipient of that heart was Professor Michael Ellis. He was a professor at Calenor Academy of Engineering, a recipient of the National Merit Medal for his contributions to our nuclear and satellite programs, and a winner of the nation's highest science and technology lifetime achievement award. "Professor Ellis dedicated his entire life to this country. Yet, 15 minutes ago, he passed away on the operating table because this heart never arrived." He turned around and stared at Edward's coffee-stained face. "It was you. You killed Professor Ellis!"

“He’s here. He is qualified for the job, and he’s had his own past in a world with men like Lorenzo.” “Bring him in.” She opened the door wider. A man entered with the kind of stillness that clears a room. Tall. Dark hair, neatly kept. A charcoal suit that didn’t announce itself and a gaze that did, cool, attentive, unhurried. He stopped at a polite distance, as if measuring the space between us and deciding not to invade it. “Mrs. Blackthorn,” he said, nodding once. “Elias Gray. Thank you for accepting me in your firm. Ms. Vale told me that you needed a lawyer as a second advisor to your lawyer.”

“Rory!” “It’s here,” I whisper. He looks where I’m staring—and freezes. Blake appears behind him, sword already in hand. He swears softly. “That’s fast.” “What is it?” I demand. Blake doesn’t look away. “A Balancer.” The word lands like a death sentence. “It exists to eliminate anomalies,” he says. “Crowned bearers who disrupt equilibrium.” Ethan bares his teeth. “Then it picked the wrong night.” The thing in the forest tilts its head.

Edward He advanced towards me, casting a shadow over my trembling form, his eyes filled with a sinister gleam. "Oh, Edward," he murmured, almost mockingly. "This was never a battle I intended to win. Consider this a cautionary tale." Without warning, he pivoted and strode away, the sound of his heavy footsteps reverberating through the desolate hall. I attempted to pursue him, but my body rebelled, causing me to falter and grasp my side where his razor-sharp claws had pierced through. Blood seeped through my fingers, the metallic tang saturating the air with a foreboding presence.

I try to recollect where I might have heard the name or out a face to it but I don't remember. Seeing that I don't get the person he's talking about, he continues. “Edward, the person responsible for the massacre of our former pack. The person responsible for our parents death and the Alpha's death.” He says, gritting his teeth. The room fell silent, shocked by what we just heard. It felt like a bomb had been dropped. Derek drops the glass in his hands and it shatters on the ground, bringing me back to the present. Edward the merchant, is the same person who I've been looking for to get my revenge and now he's standing right at my doorstep.

"You poisonous woman! If you don't say the antidote, I'll kill you today! As he Spoke, Adam raised his fist again and hit Ivy. However, no matter how he beat him, Ivy still bit himself and did not poison himself. Just when Ivy was beaten to death, a young man who looked like a bodyguard hurriedly walked in. As if he didn't see Ivy on the ground, he walked up to Adam and said," Mr. Elliot, I have already inquired clearly." "That person's name is Edward, and he is the adopted son of Jericho and his wife from Martel Corp., and this is his phone number."

Eladeiz to death. “Father, what are you saying? Can Mr. Elon help Kelly?” Paul asked, looking at Blake. “For not Master? Then who? Him? He stole my Mistress’s essence and created a pill that can eradicate all diseases, but Miss. Kelly doesn’t have any diseases but an ice spirit condition.” Helen said perturbed over the doctor’s actions.

Her Dad squinted in confusion, “Eleanor? If I am correct, the human girl that left the city to oversees?” “Yes.” “Okay so what is happening with her? you told me she came back.” “Yes, I told you.” “So?” “Dad, can you believe it? That sick head Alpha Arthur says he is mated to her. I mean Eleanor is a frigging human! I can’t risk Eleanor learning the truth about me and thinking I lied to her the whole time!” Her dad was quiet, and stared blankly. “Dad? Did you hear anything I said at all!” Elisa yelled.

Hence, he could only stand rooted. “I admit my faults and can only repay her in our next lives,” Edward’s voice was low. With his gaze lowered to the ground, he appeared lonely. Edward knew he would hurt Olivia the most, but he had no choice. He unknowingly got involved in these things and learned about all the horrible things the organization did. Due to that, he could no longer return to his old self. Moreover, he had gotten poisoned by the virus. Since he would die sooner or later, he wanted to do something meaningful, like destroying this place in his last days.