Envy X Edward Novels & Stories

Her eyes darted between the two men, sensing the tension that filled the room. Levi took a deep breath, his gaze shifting between Edward and Amanda. His knees trembled slightly, and then he fell to the floor, dropping to his knees before his cousin. “I’m sorry,” Levi began, his voice filled with genuine remorse. “I did everything I did because… because you always seemed so perfect, Edward. In everything. You always had it all—strength, respect, the love of everyone around you. And I… I became jealous. I couldn’t stand being in your shadow, so I decided to take whatever I could from you.”

Sean asked. “Because you touched my wife today,” Edward said naturally like he had every right to. “Oh please,” Sean rolled his eyes, “we have our own mates, what makes you think we would come after yours?” “I have always been a petty man and never tries to hide it. It’s not my fault if you seem to have forgotten,” Edward shrugged. Steven stared at the man in shock, obviously wondering how he lacked no shame saying that but seeing Aliyah shake her head at him, stopping him from making a comment, he could only just chuckle with a slight shake of his head.

Deep down he knew Abigail had done nothing wrong—he was the one being consumed by jealousy, unable to shake the thought that her heart still carried James’s shadow. Abigail frowned when he suddenly let go of her hand. The small gesture stabbed at her, leaving her chest aching. “Actually,” Edward said at last, his voice low, strained, “it’s my fault.” Her eyes widened in surprise, confusion flickering across her face. “I was jealous,” he admitted, finally lifting his gaze to hers. “I saw your sketch for the second phase of the competition.” His throat tightened. “And it drove me mad. Because in that design, all I could see was James. Your first love. The man who came before me. And when you t

i was always the other woman in this marriage. "Mother, it's either you're dumb or that you no longer have a sense of priority. Why don't you make better use of yourself by doing the house chores instead of daydreaming about a wedding anniversary that's totally not going to happen." - Edward sneered, his hands holding tightly to his father's shirt as humph'ed. My heart felt like it had been torn to a thousand pieces and it hurt. My chest heaved as i tried to breath, tried to keep calm. To a child i had raised painstakingly, am i really worth less than his father's mistress?.

I inquired, genuinely curious. Edward remained silent, blatantly ignoring my question. Despite his avoidance, I persisted in my quest for answers, determined to uncover if he had once again entangled himself in trouble. "Why are you acting like I did something wrong?" Edward grumbled irritably. "You're starting to resemble your sister, Harper, and it's so exasperating," he added with disdain. "Eddy, being involved with you can certainly influence one's behavior. I'm not acting this way for myself but for our unborn child. I refuse to end up in poverty or debt because of you," I reminded him firmly.

Damien “Mother, this is not what you think it is… Edward is more powerful than we are assuming him to be. Have you forgotten everything that he put us through? He even had the audacity to come after you and your coven. Have you forgotten so soon, Mother? Do you know that Edward is not ordinary? He has a sorcerer who stands behind him secretly, and yet he pretends like he has nothing to do with the supernatural. But we all know that it is not possible for him to take me down with ordinary strength. Remember the undisputed years too. I never had anything between us like this. Don’t you see, Mother? They want the relationship between us to falter because when we are apart, it will be very easy

“How could you keep that secret from me?” “You would’ve told Evan. Besides, Nelson said not to tell you,” I said. Levi’s frown deepened. “It’s honor among ladies.” “Ugh, women,” Edward shook his head. “So are you going to finally pay me for months of childcare without any breaks?” “Well, you couldn’t get him to speak a full sentence,” I teased, bouncing Remus lightly. “Hey, if you wanted a prodigy, you should’ve left him with palace scholars, not some soldier from the farm. He knows all the sounds farm animals make. Consider that progress—and pay up,” Edward held out his hand.

He swallowed hard, his composure crumbling under the weight of Edward's presence. “You old piece of shit,” Edward began, his voice calm yet seething with disdain. “Soon enough, you’ll be crying over your rotting tooth, and yet here you are, planning to marry a woman who’s half your age.” Pete’s mouth opened to respond, but Edward didn’t give him the chance. “You insulted her—on a stage, no less. Humiliated her in front of everyone and had the audacity to demand she remove the necklace.” Edward took a step closer, his gaze sharp enough to cut through steel. “That diamond? You don’t own it. You never did.”

He wanted to molest Trent, and in the end, he was molested by her instead! "Do you even know how to be a proper woman!" The more Edward thought about the men around Trent, the angrier he became and the more he wanted to strangle her. "I'm not a proper woman?" Trent was trembling with anger. "Edward, what kind of good family man are you pretending to be?" It was as if he was not the one who had been going through supermodel partners at the banquets of major galas!

She doesn’t need the whole story, the whole ugly truth of how lonely the top of the financial ladder truly is. “Sometimes,” I finally say, the admission heavy. “Edward sees me as a rival. Not a brother. He’s always resented the name, the legitimacy. Andy was his trophy, a way to stick a knife in me and take something that was 'mine.'” She smacks my shoulder hard enough to knock a cough out of me, the impact surprisingly forceful. “You don’t need someone who treats you like trash, Icen. Brother or not. You cut out the rot, you don’t stand there and wait for the tree to fall on you.”