Nicknames For Edward Novels & Stories

He scratched the back of his neck. “What do you want, Edward?” She asked bluntly. “You can call me Eddy.” He didn’t like Evy calling him by his full name. People call him Edward when he is in trouble. Usually, he goes by Eddy or Ed. She was about to leave when he suddenly blurted, “I am sorry.” She stopped and turned back. “Evy, I am really sorry. I know I’ve been a jerk to you, and I feel guilty about it.”

Renee asked me. "Er..." I laughed nervously. "I did" She laughed and pushed my head slightly. "I know you didn't, but don't worry, with time you'll get used to everyone's name" she said. I nodded, thank heavens she understood me. "Wait, is Edward also part of the royal family?" I asked. Renee scoffed. "No" she answered. Edward adjusted his jacket. "I'm just his majesty's assistant and best friend" he leaned forward and whispered. "That is if he considers me as such"

She seems sweet, I'm guessing that she is one of Archer's mistresses. “Are you Eddie's new girlfriend?” “Why are you calling him Eddie?” I did remember the old man from the event calling him Ed. Now this woman is also calling him Eddie. “That is his name. He just doesn't broadcast it because he doesn't want people digging into his matter. He's called Edward Cattaneo.” Wow, his name is beautiful. I prefer that to that silly nickname. “Oh.” “Are you his girlfriend?” “ Why are you so interested in that?” I asked with a puzzled expression. I couldn't help but notice how bent she was on finding that out.

Edward stopped parading the courtyard and turned to look at me. He quickly ran his eyes over me, my outfit especially and a smirk formed on his lips, the former bothered look dissipated by the one filled with mockery. "You're getting married, Nakayla. I suggest you should dress more responsibly some days." He skimped me yet again and I pretended to roll my eyes. It is really hard for him to not call me by my third name, isn't it? To everyone but me, Edward was a hunk and a big sweetheart that deserved the finest of things and best of ladies. He was no other than an asshole to me.

He then seemed to think “does that mean I can change my name too? I was thinking that Eddie doesn’t really sound that mature if I am going to be the Alpha soon.” I typed on my phone “fine, you can call me Charlie if you want. What about Edward?” Eddie shook his head “that is dad’s name. I don’t want to be Edward the second.” “Or Edward Junior,” Emma joked “E.J.” We all laughed, even I did despite my heart throat. “Don’t make me laugh.” I typed. “What about Ed? Or what about Eddison? It literally means son of Ed. And you still have the Eddie part.”

Suddenly, it occurred to her that this bastard might be the son of the couple! Edward was also surprised when he saw the girl opposite the table. But he didn't show it and walked in calmly. "Dad, Mom." Edward greeted his parents. "Edward, come over. I wonder if you still remember Uncle Nathaniel and Auntie Juliette." Esther stood up and pulled her son to her side. Edward quickly understood everything. He politely greeted the opposite couple with a smile, "Uncle Nathaniel, Auntie Juliette."

The moment his voice spread across the booth, everybody went silent. Ever since Jake became more and more popular around Edward, his status had soared above other people in his group. There were very few people that he would address with a courtesy title, and judging from the surname “Carraway”, it would not be difficult for them to guess who the woman was. Truth be told, not many people had heard about Vivian. However, those who had heard about her would know that she held a special place in Edward’s heart.

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.

“What is your name?” “C…ca…” “No. your name is no longer Cathy. You are mine now. You are Rebel. My little Rebel. Say it.” “R…Rebel.” “Good girl. And what is my name?” She stared blankly. Edward slapped her. “What is my name?!” Tears slipped out of her eyes. “I…I don’t…” “Oh you poor baby,” Edward caressed her face. “I am Edward, your Edward and you are my Rebel.”

Edward screamed making Mathew cringe. "So, what should I call you?" Mathew carefully asked. "Edward or just Ed." "Okay...Ed.. Edward." Mathew cringed for calling his uncle by his first name. "You're Frank's son?" Edward asked. "Yes." Mathew smiled. Edward looked at Mathew with a small smile. "He has the same name. Does he look the same? I guess he does since you mistook me for him. I hope he is happy now and got a chance to meet his beloved." Edward spoke softly.