Edward Point Novels & Stories

If they weren't my parents, I might've admired them for being so indulgent. I stood at the doorway, the corner of my mouth curling in mockery. Edward finally smiled through his tears. "Mom, Dad, you're the best. I don't have to worry about going back to the orphanage now." Full of affection, Mom pulled him into her arms. "Of course not. You'll always be our child." "I'm here to take care of you, too, so don't worry," Juliana added with a confident pat on her chest. Edward smiled shyly, then looked at Mom and Dad expectantly. "Then, can you go to my parent-teacher meeting?"

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.

How Edward, his friend that never befriend anyone before but him, know a place where a Soner possibly run? He nodded and start walking in a path that someone in their right mind will never take. Ryeo keep the thought inside, he choose not to think much. However his eyes gotten bigger when he realize where Edward pointed his hand, which the direction of the place that he never thought of revisiting since that day. “A-are you sure?” “I...felt it,” Edward conflicted voice filled the place, “she most likely visit the place!” “No,” he gulped, unable to stop his panting, “anywhere but that place, Edward...”

“He’s testing us. If we don’t respond, he’ll think we’re weak. If we do, we risk falling into whatever trap he’s set.” I wrapped my arms around myself. “So… what do we do?” Edward didn’t answer right away. His eyes were fixed on the northern horizon, as if he could already see Aaron’s men waiting beyond the tree line. When he finally spoke, his voice was clipped, certain. “We prepare.”

Matt gave a short nod before stepping out. The office returned to silence, broken only by the faint hum of the air conditioning. Edward lingered in his chair, staring across the glittering expanse of San Francisco. What he had long waited for, what had eluded him for years, had finally been placed before him, effortlessly and golden. He picked up his phone, dialing a number not saved under any name. When the line connected, his words were clipped. “It’s time.” There was a pause. Then his tone grew firmer.

“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.

Sacrificing peace so they could have joy. And we'd do it. Would endure it. Would survive it or die trying. Because that's what love demanded. What family required. What protecting Hope meant. My phone buzzed. Text from Edward. "Perimeter breach. Southeast corner. Single person. Not attacking. Just watching. Thought you should know." I left Hope's room quietly. Found Edward at the security monitors. "There," he said, pointing to screen. "Been standing there for ten minutes. Not moving. Not threatening. Just observing."

He blinked, trying to process the gravity of Edward’s command. “Yes,” Edward said firmly, his sharp tone cutting through any hesitation. “We’re going to fetch Abigail. I’ll wait for you at the helipad on the rooftop.” Without waiting for a response, Edward loosened his necktie with a fluid, almost impatient motion. He draped it onto his desk, snatched up his coat, and marched out of the office, his footsteps echoing down the hall with resolute determination.

Jasper could not hide his anger. “Edward, that matter was not related to Jasper. Anyone who walks on the road may have the risk of falling down because of the curbstone. So, does that mean the road should not have any curbstones?” Yadon looked a little uncomfortable. Edward was a lunatic, and his thoughts were so extreme. It had been so many years... “If it was this curbstone that made me fall down... I would ask someone to crush this curbstone completely.” Edward pointed to the curbstone at the roadside. His smile still looked so innocent as if he was telling a joke.

he said and i smiled to myself Edwardo has a bad past and remembering it will make his loose focus "Perfect"i replied and ended the call tbc