Edward X Roy Novels & Stories

He opened the door and was out before his father could stop him. *** Edward ran home after staying the whole morning watching the Rogues, he had wanted to meet that person again but they never returned. He had sent Rasmus home when the sun was about rising and now feeling the scorching sun on his back, he knew that none of his kind would dare venture outside at the moment. He sighed, missing his men, the sun had never been an obstacle and because he is the only one that walks under it now makes his days boring, making him do things at night when they could come out as well.

“You have money... I have money, it has never been for the money. Cassandra, I have never been broke but I had to play by the rule because it was the only way to get to you. You want to know the truth. Well, here it is.'' Cassandra could not say a word, she dared not breathe at this point, this was too much already, and deep down she had a feeling by the end, she would be gasping for air. Edward pulls his chair closer. “I am not a freeborn, meaning I wasn't born in power, I only got here when luck shone on me and that was how I worked my way to the top. From birth, Those at the top have been Carlson Cobswell and your father. Yes, baby girl, your father is a royal based here and Cobswell is b

I looked panicked at my mother and then cleared my throat before replying to Edward, "It's still too early to discuss this, my lord. Unfortunately, we had incidents that marked more the visit of Lord Reichart and family to the public than the announcement of our relationship." "But we'll get back to this matter soon," my father assured Edward, who smiled contentedly, and then told me, "I will be most honored to have the heir to the throne of Tresoria as my niece." It's just me or the royal dining room had suddenly become suffocating. Trying to change the subject to something that made us more comfortable, my mom then continued, "Tell me Edward, what's your job at Eurasia?" Edward puffed out

I was worried James would be too busy and too stressed right now to prioritise it. The door opens again, and Edwardo and Blake enter, bowing to the King and the council member, then nodding to my dad, Felix, and me. They take their seats, pulling out their documentation as they do. I watch as Edwardo leaf’s through the folder he brought. His neat appearance is as prim as always, his uniform crisp, his hair cut short and clean, but he's aged. His eyes and face look almost haggard. He looks like he isn't sleeping either. There's a coldness to him now that wasn't there before.

He had seen Edward exhibiting care and concern for another person—something he rarely saw. Yes, Edward was a philanthropist, but there was a difference between his astounding donations, and the care and affection he clearly had for the woman. He had seen him admit that he was wrong. He had even apologised to a person—her. Gone even as far as to hold a press conference to clear her name before the nation.

She swallowed nervously and her gaze left Xavier and settled on Edward. “Thank you for everything.” Edward had been here, and there since the trial began. He dedicated his time to find out who was behind the disappearance of the bodies as well as the threat letter the royals received. Since the trial restricted the king’s movement, Xavier counted on him to do the work and whatever information he received, he reported back. He smiled. “You can thank me when all this is over.”

I need to claim the fuck down right now. (Edward POV) I reached my place at quarter past four because I was running some errands for my mom. My mother is a doctor who owns a hospital named Rosewood Clinic, my father passed away when I was very young. I am studying science and technology so that I have different things to fall back on besides my late father has a large brunch that expands to different states and centuries. My father was successful according to my mom. So I wanted to become like him, but more ruthless and I won't work those that are lazing about. I want people that can keep up with my paste, maybe a vice president will do. But who to appoint that position? Do I also need a san

He was the most perplexing man I'd ever met. Edward was Xavier's important beta, and he had to know everything, but he wouldn't tell me. Since Xavier's departure, Edward has been keeping a closer eye on the dungeon than me. In Xavier's absence, Edward looked to be keeping a close check on the dungeon, which added to my annoyance. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of confusion, trying to figure out who I could and couldn't trust.

Edwin responded, staring at the space as he twirl his chair around. "Edd, what are you plotting again? Don't tell me you are eyeing her!" Roy asked, glaring at his friend. " Why can't I? I am not a saint. I love what I see so I intend to go for it," he told Roy. " You know this isn't fair. You are going to regret it if you continue like this" Roy said, frowning at his intentions. " Stop preaching and tell me about the deal. That old man would skin me alive if I fail to get this deal," Edwin said, changing the topic.

Nicholas Frost, Edward's personal assistant, looked alert as he saw his boss walking down the Quantum building corridor towards his office. Edward had returned from Indonesia a few months ago and decided to resume leading the Martin family's construction and mining company in London. Although he hadn't officially become the CEO, he was already busy with various complex tasks that needed to be completed. Luckily, Edward had a capable assistant like Nicholas. Besides being intelligent, Nicholas was also highly loyal. He had made countless sacrifices to help advance the company's progress.