Gord And Eudora Novels & Stories

CHRISTMAS SHOPPING. Giordana. "Keep feeding him, I'll get it," I assured Ella. "Rita!" I squealed, hugging her as I came face to face with her when I opened the door. "C-can't breathe," she whispered and I released her. "God I've missed you so much," she said. "I did not miss you," I replied, showing her my tongue. She laughed and nudged me. "Dana, who's there?" Ella asked from the kitchen.

she asked in astonishment. Cedric nodded. "Yes, that's the name of the band he's in! So you heard of him too?" Of course Corinne heard of him. She only ever worshiped two celebrities in her life, one being Ghostlord, who she admired for his hacking skills and the other being Eddy, whose songs had gotten her through the dark and lonely days of her teenage years. "Mister Cedric, can you really get me a meeting with Eddy?" Corinne asked excitedly.

After a brief hesitation, Eudora placed her champagne glass on a nearby table before slipping her hand into mine. “I guess I’ll see you around then,” she said to Angel with a polite smile. Angel gave a slow nod, though her gaze lingered on our joined hands. “I’m sure we’ll be seeing each other a lot more often,” she replied, “especially if you end up signing with SB Stars.” Ignoring her, I gently led Eudora away. Together, we moved through the crowd as I introduced her to several important guests at the event.

"And I'll tell you this; you'll eat your words." Eduardo scoffs. "We'll see about that." He collects his belongings and storms out of the room. The general' s wife stands and says goodbye. She's spooked. She's not accustomed to dealing with criminals. In her world, there are no threats and the mention of whores. Elizabeth accompanies her to the door. Her cheeks are red and she's smiling apologetically. Ethan knows why Eduardo is in such a state, so he doesn't mention it. Theo, on the other hand, taps Damien on the shoulder. He looks at her and shakes his head with distaste. "A buzz cut? You're pushing it, Theo."

EUDORA I stood in the middle of the room watching the girls who like clockwork carried on their duties without paying any mind to whatever had just gone down. Like a young girl suffering from malnutrition hadn’t just been slapped silly and like I didn’t also get hit for trying to make the Luna understand that she had the wrong person.