Nickname For Edward Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

"Is that supposed to be a hint or some thing? Just fucking spill it." "Fine. You're all so impatient..." Alfred shifts forwards in his seat, almost like he is uncomfortable with what he's about to say. Or because he's actually uncomfortable with what he's about to say. "We know him in the underworld simply as Ed. His real name is Edward Renault." Holly and Jean exchanges a startled look. "Yes. It's him. The one you thought was dead..." Out of everyone in the room, Sue and Ford are the only clueless ones. Holly thinks heavily before speaking. "Edward was... is your father."

~ GAVIN ~ My phone rang and Edward’s name slid across the screen — not exactly his name but a nickname that, like what it represented, refused to die. Ghost. He earned it back when we were boys with too much imagination and too little supervision, running loose around the Kessler estate — a residence so large it took weeks to master its corridors. No one warned our parents that two restless sons and a mansion full of forbidden spaces was a recipe for trouble. And trouble found us often — or more precisely, found me.

I answered. “That is about the same time my son was pronounced MIA as well.” I looked at the picture for a while and a light bulb went off in my head. “Your sons’ name, is it Josh Swift?” I asked him doubting that it would be. Edward looked at me in curiosity “How did you know?” He asked. But instead of an answer I gave him another question just to be sure “Did he write you any letters?” “Once in a while.” he answered wondering what my next word would be.

Father said to play nice, but the flirting was getting old. “Do you flirt with all of your acquaintances?” Edward didn’t look the least bit ashamed. He looked the opposite, actually. The prideful little grin he gave me was accompanied by an “I got caught” laugh. “Is that what you’d call us? Acquaintances?” “That is exactly what I’d call us.”

Until— The door creaked. Everyone looked. And in walked the homeroom teacher—with a boy beside him. A tall one. Broad shoulders. Sharp jawline. That familiar curl at the end of his smile. Like the universe itself was playing roulette with my emotional stability. “This is Nick Edward,” the teacher announced casually, as if he didn’t just throw my soul into a washing machine. “He’ll be continuing his studies with your batch.” Nick. Edward. Edward? That’s not him.

For some reason, he felt relaxed even though he actually couldn't wait to get more in-depth information. "No, you must be lying. There must be something else after Ed. I think you're deliberately making my job difficult. Is your name Edi?" Edmund shook his head. "Edo?" He repeated his head movements. “Eda?” Edmund's eyes narrowed. “You think this is a quiz?” “Edu? Edrick? Edward?” she guessed, getting more and more excited. “Edmund. Edmund Hills. That's my name, so stop making it up."

I joked. "I know, but... I'm just curious, that's all." "Well, tell me his name and I'll tell you who she is." "Nah." "Suit yourself." "Edward. That's his name." She blurted. I know Blondie's curiosity would get to her; I just have to give it time. "Edward." I repeated. I only knew his name but I already hate him. "That's a very British name." "It's because he is!"She argued.

"Anyway, what are you about to ask, Your- I mean, Edward?" I got a hold of my laughter, "I wanted to ask you earlier about the name of the lake. Do you know anything about it?" He sighed with a bit of a frown, "Not exactly the meaning rather than the name." "What is the name then?" I asked. "Arbatus. Arbatus lake, indeed." "Do you know Eddy? Father and Mother really fond the flower called Arbatus?" "Edward, do you have anything about Arbatus? or the lake itself?" Aciano asked, "Not really but I do have a short story that has Arbatus involve in it. Do you wanna hear it?"

“I have a friend of mine who also happens to be a friend of hers. She did mention meeting her before our little trade and I would love to know when they had met and where. The name is Kelly and she has been missing for quite some time.'' Edward explained. Mysteriously we were not like the others. He was private and secretive which made it even more difficult to get information on him besides that which he is willing to let the world know. “Kelly” a tensed voice asked from the other end. “Yeah,” Edward replied almost immediately. Deep down he was more scared and panicking. Very few men in the world made him feel this way and one of them was Mysterious, not only was his name scary enough but h

" Hey dude ! Where are you ?! " asked Nolan on the phone . " I just woke up ! The party yesterday was crazy . " said Edward with a smirk . " Oh , it seems like you enjoyed it ! I asked because I was worried . I didn't see you anymore after you left . Where did you go ?! " asked Nolan while looking at some files . " I was kidnapped by a sexy girl . She asked me to be a prisoner in her bedroom yesterday and as a gentleman , I couldn't possibly refuse . Could I ?! " said Edward with a smile .