Edward Strikes Out Novels & Stories

The two of them gave each other strength and information. 'Better recover your strength first, dear!' Edward's inner voice advised Sicily who was worried about her condition. 'I've come to my senses, sir. Can't you come home to hug me?' 'I'll finish this battle first, then I'll warm you up!" After replying to his woman's whisper, Edward's emotions are even more uncontrollable. He began to move wildly without a trace of love. Punches, kicks and even arm swings gave off a cold aura. Every swing of his arm saw long, sharp nails sticking out from the tip of each finger. One swing of the claws was capable of making long cuts.

He was also angry at himself for not being there when Zia needed him. “Look at me, Zia! I’m your brother!” Edward grabbed Zia’s face to make her look at him. “DON’T!” Zia screamed, “Don’t touch my face! It hurts so much!” Zia stood up and ran away again. Edward tried to chase after her but tripped on one of the stairs, causing him to lose his balance and fall. His forehead also hit the stairs. Edward winced in pain. “Sir, you have to be careful.” Eric tried to help Edward get up. But Edward’s legs were too sore to move.

Lance’s POV… Anger sparks within me the moment I notice Edward’s car rolling in through the gate. My fists tighten on the sides. I scrunch up my face and hurried over. The car stops on the side of the driveway, and Edward jumps out. I charge over and punch him in the face. Edward staggers a little. He tilts his head as he looks at me, wiping the blood from his nose. He has a smirk on his face, which irritates me even more.

‘Get your fucking hands off her’, Edward said in an authoritative tone, disrupting the guy and Ellie’s moment. ‘And who the hell are you to tell me that? Are you her boyfriend? She doesn’t belong to anyone. She is just a slut working as a stripper at a club’, the guy said, with a smirk on his face, giggling. In the twinkle of an eye, Edward landed a punch on him.

"Edward, fifty strikes, and six months of confinement without any permission for visitation. I'll end your life if I see you again!" Edward was terrified. Fifty strikes? That would practically be a death sentence. "I admit it. I’m sorry!” The family members exchanged glances, none daring to intercede. Previously overlooked, Elliot now appeared menacingly strategic. Looking back, it sent shivers down their spines. Ethan called the bodyguards. "Take him away!" Edward, in a panic, clutched Ethan. "Have mercy! Please. Elliot, I won't let you get away with this!"

He could hear Edward's heart-pounding, followed by Edward punching one of those people without hesitation to make the person who had been hit by his fist was thrown three hundred meters away from them. ‘You should learn how to rely on other people at this time,' Edward now let go of his arms, walking toward the people who were now frightened after seeing the results of the person who threw cold glares at those people. ‘Look. If I saw all of you touch him, I'll kill you.’

Martina pleaded. Edward never hits a woman in his lifetime, but this time he is making an exception due to insisting on demand. He spanks Martina's ass so hard, but she continues to plead for more. Edward has a reputation to keep, and he did not want to disappoint her, so he continues to spank her to fully satisfy her desires until... "Holy crap!"