Envy X Edward Novels & Stories

The bed was creaking under the force of their movements. Edward’s vision blurred with betrayal. He grabbed the man who had taken his girlfriend and they both fell to the floor. He pinned him down and rained blows on his face. The man was too stunned to fight back. “YOU BASTARD!” Edward roared, his voice filled with rage. In his emotional state, he hadn't even registered who the man in front of him was. “Oh, my God! Edward! Stop!” Alice pleaded, unable to even put on clothes, just pulling a blanket over herself in the unexpected chaos.

His back was no longer bleeding, and there was a fury in his eyes that I had never seen before. “You’re a fucking monster,” Enzo growled, advancing on Edward. Edward only chuckled. He dodged as Enzo tried to whip him with the chains again, then stooped down and picked me up, holding me in front of himself as I squirmed to get free. His hand was clamped firmly around my neck, restricting my breathing while my feet barely touched the floor. “Go on,” Edward said. “Try to hit me again. You’ll only kill her.” Enzo’s eyes flickered down to me. Behind the fury, behind the hatred, there was also a deep pain mixed with a profound sense of love.

Before the birthday party starts, my boyfriend, Edward Parker, casts his phone onto the large screen in the private room. He starts an anonymous poll in the group chat we share with our friends. The question is, "Tonight, should I stay and cut the cake with my girlfriend, or go to the premiere with my childhood friend?" A 30-second countdown begins as the votes keep climbing. His childhood friend, Renee Lane, gets 17 votes while I get just one. Everyone thinks I'm the one who has voted for myself. Edward leans back against the couch and smiles. "The minority yields to the majority." Renee hands him the movie ticket. "Guess everyone agrees that I need you more." Meanwhile, I'm standing

Madame Francesca hissed as she glared at Edward. I knew Edward was famous for being rebellious in his younger days and even now but seeing it in person was very different. If Zak knew how to handle his mother; Edward didn’t care enough to bother handling her. The hate between Edward and his sister was clear as day. I wasn’t sure if Edward was brave or senselessly crazy, but it was clear that his independence from this family allowed him to act this way. There was not much the family or Madame Francesca could do when it came to Edward.

Osborne's lips stiffened and said angrily, "I'm already married, what else can I want? On the contrary, it's you . . . . " Osborne pointed at Magnus with his acrobat, "You're not too social, aren't you? Not as good as Edward Mitchell." Says Edward Mitchell is an unfaithful person, this person is an unfaithful person who doesn't look women in the eye, but he also doesn't go around teasing flowers around, and this bastard Magnus is not like that, Changing lovers is like changing clothes. Magnus laughed, "You guys can do the same, not impossible, and envy me, right, Edward Mitchell."

I wouldn't want anything that would stop me from loving Eden. “Did you hear that she got a scholarship to study in the same school as you? I wonder who did that…..the Alpha King must be pissed off.” Ava got seated and crossed her legs. She is one of those who bully Eden, and I think that's why I detest her the most. I had my shirt on. “You just returned with the Alpha Prince. Won't you spend some time with me?'' She stood up, her face twisted because I was about to leave.

Sitting at the doorstep, Edward was lost in thought. Did he really mess up that badly? He had only wanted to comfort Chloe, who was on the brink of ending it all. However, his carelessness had wounded the one he cherished most. Henry's taunting words haunted him. 'Edward, you think you're so smart, but you've been totally outplayed by a girl. What a fool.' Hatred flared in Edward's eyes, and he whipped out his phone to dial a number. Back in the hall, the chaos subsided, and our wedding marched on.

Money she could waste while her Aunt climbed on married men's bed to survive and fed her. But she didn't care about any of that. Instead, it only urged her to get closer to Evangeline. And when that scene happened . . . she was never the same again. Her admiration turned to envy, to jealousy, then hatred. When Evangeline's mother died, and her status elevated when Robert Krisnov married her Aunt Cherry Lin, she was so happy. Finally, all which made Evangeline who she was would be hers too. She got what she wanted.

The elders in the family are big on good omens, insisting we pick a nice date for the wedding for good luck. But after a fortune teller proposes nine potential wedding dates, Edward Colton turns every single one down. It's the tenth time now. Edward shakes his head yet again. I gaze at his handsome face and blurt out, "I think this date is perfect." Edward is busy scrolling through messages in his group chat, not even bothering to glance up at me. "This date won't work. Jolene and the others just mentioned they want to go to Hallibay for vacation. Turn down your mom's suggestion." I curl my fingers tight. His eyes remain fixed on his phone screen, as if he has endless conversations to t

The night before Edward was officially crowned Don, we gathered together to drink and celebrate. Someone suggested playing a game of “Never Have I Ever.” That was when Bella, Edward’s female adviser, suddenly filled a glass to the brim and pushed it toward me. With a mocking smile, she said, “I didn’t risk everything to help a man become Don, only to end up as a mistress.” The entire room fell silent. Edward grabbed my hand and broke one of my fingers himself. “Losers have to pay up. Drink.” Then he looked at me calmly. “Actually, the marriage certificate I gave you was fake.” “I’ve been married to Bella for three years. She’s pregnant now, and I want to give her the title of Donna.” “You’ve