All Engines Go Edward Mga Nobela at Kwento

" Only the figure of Edward was soon missing. Not long after, I heard the door transmit for a while the engine sounded, just hearing this sound made a big rumbling sound, but one could tell how hard the other accelerator pedal was, how intensely. Kaytly Blanche frowned, her worried face returned to the side of the table where she sat. At this moment, inside the romantic room, the atmosphere was almost gone. Kaytly Blanche's gaze was out of focus on the burning red candle, filled with anxiety, while Adam Kenneth stared at Kaytly Blanche's sad face with sadness in his heart. ——————————— Edward stepped on the gas pedal, his mind replaying what Uncle Lam had said. If the young master doesn't com

I replayed the street. The engine. The register change. Edward moving. No hesitation. That was the detail I could not move beyond, no matter how I tried to approach it. Edward calculated everything. Every sentence was chosen before it was spoken. Every room was entered with a decision already made. He had not done that. He saw the opening and stepped into it, and between the seeing and the stepping, there was no space for calculation. No pause. No ledger. No weight given to what it would cost him.

That big man cursed, low and venomous, and started after little one. And me? I started the engine. Edward's words echoed in my head like a prayer. If you want something, go for it. And if you can't get it — make sure no one else does. The roar of the engine filled the silence. I tightened my grip on the wheel and pressed down harder on the accelerator. The man darted into the street, his hair flying behind him like a banner of fear. I saw his eyes go wide as he caught sight of my headlights bearing down on him.

“Get the car ready. I need to move at once. And I trust you know the rest of what must be done?” “Yes, sir. I know exactly what to do.” A smirk stretched across Matt’s face, more of a grin than a smile. “Then waste no time,” Edward replied, his gaze already returning to the glass wall as if he were addressing the entire city. “It’s time to claim what is ours.” “Of course, sir.” Matt gave a short nod before stepping out.

'Edward, where's Lindsey? For a moment Edward stared at Alec, unthinking, then he shook himself away. "I don't know. She's down there somewhere -" Edward said as he pulled out of Alec's grip. Alec didn't join the rush of people. He jumped and hurdled his way down across the chairs when he heard the loud groaning noise from above. He looked up to see an enemy battleship blistering from incapacitation and overcomed by gravity. It was falling at a rapid speed towards the glass dome on a slanting trajectory. "Oh hell no," he uttered...