Jon Eddsworld Novels & Stories

How that was possible was beyond me. “Easy pal, don’t shit yourself. Would hate to call the staff to clean up your poo-poo in the hall, right? Deep breaths, remember that you are a powerful, magnificent, micro-peen werewolf, not a fucking dog.” Titus slapped the guy’s face a couple of times to get him back to his senses. “Asher, baby, where are you?” A new voice joined the setting. Eden froze. I gave up on the naked fucker and spun Eden in my arms, pulling her tightly against my chest. While she did spill some details during the car ride, whoever was about to join us had to be one of the worst ones here if this was her reaction.

Joanne's breathing slowly became stagnant, and she wondered if she was mistaken. 'Edwin is reading a storybook to Tail? 'Didn't he say that he disliked Tail?' ... Edwin sensed some cold air pouring in through the doorway. His voice became even more attractive and gentle as he read the storybook. It was like a tender father was taking care of his sick little daughter... Joanne didn't know how long she had been listening. Her nose suddenly itched a little, so she coughed quietly. Edwin looked as if he had just realized that someone had come to the ward. He paused slightly and turned to look at Joanne in surprise, looking a little unnatural. He put the book on the table and suddenly stood up.

He walked into the living room and took a seat beside her brother, who shuffled over to make room in his now very dirty sleeping bag while mumbling a hello. "Eddison." Dylan nodded. "What are you watching?" "Some cooking show," Dylan shrugged. Why Mr Pokémon Spaghetti was getting excited about Gordon Ramsey cooking a beef wellington was a mystery to Alice. "Let's watch a film instead," Dylan said, picking up the remote. The film he chose was Trainspotting, and though he was clearly trying to make Eddison feel some sort of negative emotion, the film had the opposite effect. Eddy got invested in the movie, pointing out all the plot holes and explaining why the movie was unrealistic. Having an

His jaw clenched, and his eyes blazed with a fierce intensity as he walked slowly but purposefully towards Jack, who was struggling to get to his feet. Eden's tall, lean frame seemed to loom over Jack, casting a long shadow on the ground. His dark hair was mussed, and his simple white shirt was rumpled, but he exuded an aura of calm, controlled power. Jack, on the other hand, looked up at Eden with a mixture of fear and defiance, his eyes darting back and forth as he tried to gauge Eden's intentions.

Jeff growled, ready to spring to action. Edwin was standing near King David, a large, ancient-looking book in his hands. “I’m flattered,” Edwin said. “But we’re attending to some important work just now.” “Whatever it is, it can wait. I won’t be long,” Ansel said in Jeff’s snarl. Edwin sat the book down, and boldly crossed the room over to Ansel. “You don’t look so well, Brother. I hope you’re not ill.” Edwin didn’t try to hide his look of disgust.

“Sir, I vomited, can I help you go to the bathroom? “Edward shook his head and at a slow pace he reached the toilet, there, he vomited too much, he washed his face and that was as if he had had a new rebirth, he still felt a little dizzy, but it seemed that he had expelled some of the medications that they kept him doped that day. “I have to go look for my son, I need to be well for him. “Sir, things are quite strange, two days ago they called asking for money for Jhin's ransom, but today the phone hasn't rung for the first time, and you are supposed to give them an answer today. “I do remember that Greis, but I have no idea what day it is, what world I am in, my brain is a little foggy, tha

" To bad he swings for the other team, Eddies gay, he came out when him and Jake turned fifteen. Eddie doesn’t date or fool around, he’s waiting for his fated mate. Plus, he can whoop that ass! Eddie is the second best fighter in our pack. Jake’s sister Meena is a year younger than us and only cares about school work so she can join the army after she graduates high school. Next, the twins Haley and Nelly. They turned five three weeks ago. It was my idea to throw them a Thing #1 and Thing #2 themed birthday party," haha, those twins with their big doe eyes get into trouble all the time. I’m so whooped I just got out of a hot shower. I needed to wash Jake off of me. He’s been wanting intercou

“Yes, umm, she hasn’t woken up. I fell asleep a few hours ago.” I saw Reed looking around the small space. Piles of books sat on the small foldout dinette, and there were a few boxes of food and a toaster on the three-foot-long counter. Bedding covered the couch because it’s where Jon slept. I slept in a double bed with my sister. Our home was a far cry from Reed’s mansion. “You follow baseball, Jon?” “Sometimes.” Jon wasn’t giving anything away. He might know Reed was famous, and worship the player, but that didn’t make his baseball idol a good person. In our small dirt-poor world, we learned quickly to distrust everyone.

Jacob sat on the couch, hiding his face with a newspaper, acting like he was reading it whereas Ace sat on the manager chair, turning in the opposite direction. Edwin knocked the door, and entered in. Edwin spoke, “Hello, Mr. Brown. I’m Edwin. I’m sent by my uncle, Xavier.” Ace turned to him, speaking, “Edwin, what a pleasant surprise!” Edwin was stunned to see Ace, in front of him. For a moment, he didn’t believe, who he was seeing. “Ace?” He mumbled. “Sit down, Edwin. Why are you standing?” Ace gave him a sarcastic smile.

"Yes, umm, she hasn't woken up. I fell asleep a few hours ago." I saw Reed looking around the small space. Piles of books sat on the small foldout dinette, and there were a few boxes of food and a toaster on the three-foot-long counter. Bedding covered the couch because it's where Jon slept. I slept in a double bed with my sister. Our home was a far cry from Reed's mansion. "You follow baseball, Jon?" "Sometimes." Jon wasn't giving anything away. He might know Reed was famous, and worship the player, but that didn't make his baseball idol a good person. In our small dirt-poor world, we learned quickly to distrust everyone.