Edward Point Novels & Stories

Mom said in a low voice laced with threat. I grabbed a champagne flute from a passing waitress and took a slow sip, watching Mom’s stiff expression over the rim of my glass. “I want to introduce you to Edward,” she added. My eyes widened. “Edward?” Mom stared me down with that frozen expression of hers. It took everything in me not to tell her to lay off the Botox. Her face was slowly losing the ability to feel. “Edward is Emanuel’s only son. He’s on holiday here in London, but heading back to the Netherlands next week to finish his master’s degree in business.”

Mrs. Carraway finally noticed Edward’s existence. She looked at him in astonishment, having a slight inkling that he had arrived with her daughter yesterday, and she managed to vaguely guess his identity. As expected, she heard her daughter’s introduction, “Mom, this is Edward Levin.” Edward promptly stepped forward, switched his countenance, and politely greeted, “Hello, Mrs. Carraway. I’m Edward Levin, Vee’s boyfriend.”

I want to clean up all of these first. ‘Let me help.’ ‘No need,’ Edward pushed him up to the front door of the cafe. ‘Be a good boy and wait in front. I'll be fast.’ Giving up, he followed Edward's words. ***

Martin. **** Edward drove his car at full speed after dropping off his parents at home. He headed to a bar in downtown London where Hans wanted to meet. From his voice during the phone call, it seemed like Hans had something important to share. Edward guessed it was likely crucial information that Hans couldn't wait until the next morning to tell him. After about a ten-minute drive, Edward finally arrived. He hurriedly entered Rock In Bar, where Hans was waiting. His eyes scanned the area until he spotted Hans sitting, sipping wine in his hand.

As if keeping a big secret, the middle-aged man stood respectfully as he spoke: "Prince, I hope you return soon. The Queen Mother misses you, and her health is declining. It is time for you to return to the kingdom and become the successor to the throne." Edward, who looked unassuming, was no ordinary person. He was the crown prince of the Martian kingdom and also the youngest general in the Eastern region. A few years ago, Edward defeated the Jupy Nation, an immigrant nation initially well-received by the Martians. However, over time, the country showed ambition to control all of Mars. Thanks to Edward's persistence in leading the resistance, the Jupy were finally forced to stop their attac

And I remembered grumpy, I turned back to Edward, “where's the other guy?” “He….he left,” he stuttered, “How many more people are guarding this building?” He shaked his head, “no one else, just us,” “Hmm,” I hummed, they must have really underestimated me, “point me to the exist,” with shaky hands he pointed to the door at the other side, I nodded, “thank you Edward, I hope we meet again in better circumstances,” I said,

My dad then said, “Lana, wash up and join us for lunch.” “Okay,” I replied and headed upstairs. A few minutes later, I returned to the sitting room. We moved to the dining table and began eating and chatting comfortably. I learned that Edward is a scientist working at the national research institute. I realized the reason I felt he was different from the others who have been around my dad is because of his unique demeanor. After lunch, my dad suggested, "Darling, you can go see a movie with Edward, and also visit some fun places. Staying at home might make you feel depressed."

His voice was sharp now. Daniel stepped forward, like he might follow, but Edward’s glare stopped him. “I said stay.” The night outside was still, but I could feel the shift—the same way the air changes before a storm. Edward moved to the window in three silent strides, his broad frame cutting off most of the dim light from the streetlamp outside. He pulled the curtain aside just enough to look. Nothing. Or at least… nothing obvious. Still, his shoulders stayed tight, the muscles in his neck corded like he was ready to spring.