Edward X Roy Novels & Stories

A tap on my shoulder caught me off guard, and I screamed, "What the f*ck, dude!" Roy sneered at me and asked, "What's wrong with you?" “And what are you doing here?” He then spoke with an air of seriousness, saying, "It seems like we might have an issue with Edward..." "That jerk again?"

"I don't know what his identity is, I just know, he likes it, I like it, that's enough, it's your turn to calculate whether it's worth it or not. Don't think that having money is good." Xavia resolutely finished speaking, but there was worry in the bottom of her eyes, revealing the voice of her heart. Mr. Dustin was a scoundrel, of course, he didn't ignore her distrustful expression, he pretended not to have heard Xavia and said it out loud. "Edward is the sole heir of the corporation. At the age of fourteen, he finished studying at home, at the age of sixteen, he went abroad to study. It only took one year to complete four years of other people's education. PhD degree in management, doctora

Renee asked me. "Er..." I laughed nervously. "I did" She laughed and pushed my head slightly. "I know you didn't, but don't worry, with time you'll get used to everyone's name" she said. I nodded, thank heavens she understood me. "Wait, is Edward also part of the royal family?" I asked. Renee scoffed. "No" she answered. Edward adjusted his jacket. "I'm just his majesty's assistant and best friend" he leaned forward and whispered. "That is if he considers me as such"

The man named Edward brought his face closer to Rasha's. The two people were arguing in the middle of the silent night. But they didn't argue in an ordinary room but in the abortion room. The woman's body was already wearing nothing but a blanket, just waiting for a signal from Edward. After that, the woman's womb would be forcibly aborted even though it would endanger Rasha's life. Edward Clark, a famous actor, aged 28 years. He has played roles in more than 30 films. Too busy, yet too rich. Plus too handsome, and any woman willing to give their body to make love as much as anything with Edward. And it put Edward to good use.

The stone on my finger way too heavy right now. The double doors flung open just as we reached the top of the stairs and Edward stepped out, a sneer directed at me. "Well well well, if it isn't my favorite person ever!" Xander rolled his eyes, sarcasm dripping from each of his words. "And if it isn't my favorite tabloid couple!" Edward replied with concealed venom. "The forbidden billionaire office romance, they are calling you. Mr. King is extremely pleased with the way he found out." I winced.

“That's very nice of you, Christian. Your momma will be so happy when you give these to her.” “Christian!” I heard a middle aged lady running out from the pack house and coming to us. Her eyes widened when they landed on me and then she scowled at Christian Jr. “Royal Beta Christian, I'm so sorry for the disturbance. Chris can be a little proactive and find his way out of my sight real quickly.” She looked frightened. I don't blame her. Most people react that way in the presence of the Royal Beta and the Royal Alpha King.

"Who is he, Eddie? Tell me his name so I can be careful." There was a long, agonizing silence on the other end. All Myla could hear was Edward’s ragged breathing and the faint, distant hum of an air conditioner. "I don't know," Edward finally whispered, his voice sounding small and childlike. "He’s just the man who had been helping me until he turned against me, too. ” “Oh, ok.” “Where are you?” Edward asked breathlessly. “Rosie, tell me where you are. I’ll come to you right now.”

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

The way he yelled out the command, he made it sound like this was something to look forward to, and no doubt he wanted me to hear it all. "So dramatic, why not just use your mind link?" Completely ignoring my question, he continued where he felt this conversation should evolve around, " I can’t hold the lack of etiquette and education against you; that is all on your mother. As everyone knows, it is a woman’s job, after all. So I will fill in the start for you. Yes, of course, you want to know who I am. My name is Edward, King Edward the First: the first Royal rogue, the first rogue King to rule. You may ask if Ed is an acceptable name to use for me, and the answer is No. Absolutely not. Mat

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.