Breaking Dawn Edward Novels & Stories

he opened his mouth to say and I caught a glimpse of his two sharp fangs, sending shivers down my spine. ​“She’s completely drained...” I started to argue and Draven trailed his hands from my cheek to my shoulders, giving it a sudden squeeze. ​“But not dead,” he countered, wiping the blood off his lips and I bit my bottom lip to resist any rude remarks. ​“Take her back to the room.” His tone suddenly turned all cold before walking past me. ​“Wait! My mom, she’s...” ​“She’s the least of your worries right now,” I heard Edward say before he picked me up in his arms and I snapped at him to let me go.

Edward quickly sped toward one of them who was already unconscious. "This is the payoff if you mess with the vampire prince of the world Draciana," Edward muttered. He brought his sharp fangs towards the neck of the man who had broken his bracelet. A second later the fangs pierced his skin and collarbone, sucking all of the man's blood without a trace. "Just die your trash!"

felt bad after I showed him what his mother told me, he had no idea his stepfather was having it so rough, he thought he was doing okay but he was good at masking it. We pulled up to the house and it was quiet, T.J. checked the kids and they were asleep and the shower was on, we opened the door and Edward was in the bathtub bleeding out. His wound wasn't healing and I saw a bottle on the ground, it was an old potion from Bella-Donna, he died and came back, T.J. was furious that his grandmother was still causing problems from the grave. We pulled him out and I healed him taking him back to the Palace, Drax got the kids and we placed him in a bed, I sat there until he woke up. Edward woke up f

He loved her, and that reason was more than enough for him to give her his whole heart. Edward stayed in the study until the crack of dawn. Then, he went into the room to check on Vivian. She was still fast asleep as her snoring resounded in the room. He did not wake her up and went downstairs. Wade was eating his breakfast at the dining table. When he saw Edward, he quickly rose to his feet and greeted him. It took him quite some effort to stop himself from staring at his cheek. Edward was aware of his glance, so he turned to him and asked, “Is it really that obvious?”

I reached out and touched his face, brushing my thumb along the edge of his jaw. "Thank you," I whispered. "You don't know much this means to me. Not just to me. To everyone who has ever been violated by him, to the people who lost their loved ones to his foolishness months ago." He nodded, then pressed a kiss to my wrist before pulling back the covers. "Come on. We have a court to conquer." Edward dressed first. Typical man—it took him less than ten minutes. He threw on his trousers, pulled a crisp shirt over his broad shoulders, then reached for his cloak, looking maddeningly perfect with minimal effort.

Everything is changed and his life turns upside down because of this one person. This person is no other that Sierra Jane, a girl who he had a crush on in high school. He was mad about her and would do anything just to have a single glimpse of her but before he could confess his feelings to her she left the city only to return years later creating chaos in his life.

Her nape prickled and she carefully opened one eye to see Edward Woods standing in the doorway. Sunlight peeked through the window, penetrating the gap in the furs. The light somehow made him more ominous than if he stood cloaked in darkness. In the light, she could see how big he was. He made a menacing portrait, framed by the doorway he barely fit through. “Pardon the intrusion,” Edward said in a gruff voice. “I was trying to locate my son.” It was then, as she followed his gaze to the bundle beside her, that she realized Crispen had crawled into her bed during the night. He was snuggled firmly into her side, the covers pulled tight to his neck.

Edward shifted in his chair, clearing his throat. “I know this isn’t the appropriate time,” he began hesitantly. “But I need to say this, Penelope. Tonight reminded me how quickly everything can change. How suddenly people can be taken from us.” I tensed, sensing where this conversation headed. “I want to be here for you,” he continued. “For Debbie. Not just as an arranged mate, but as someone who genuinely cares. Someone who will protect you both.” “Edward—” “Please, let me finish.” His eyes locked with mine, intense and earnest. “I want to help you awaken your Moon Goddess bloodline. I want to stand beside you as you grow into your power. Together, we could protect Debbie from anyone who m

Edward He advanced towards me, casting a shadow over my trembling form, his eyes filled with a sinister gleam. "Oh, Edward," he murmured, almost mockingly. "This was never a battle I intended to win. Consider this a cautionary tale." Without warning, he pivoted and strode away, the sound of his heavy footsteps reverberating through the desolate hall. I attempted to pursue him, but my body rebelled, causing me to falter and grasp my side where his razor-sharp claws had pierced through. Blood seeped through my fingers, the metallic tang saturating the air with a foreboding presence.

He picked up his long purple robe and shrugged it on. He made his way over to her, taking her by the waist and pulling her closer. The touch of their bodies sent tingles through her and her toes curled. He leaned in and his lips almost touched hers when the door flew open. “Is he ready?” Edward asked, his eyes darting around as soon as he stepped in. “I can no longer stalk father and the elders.” “He hoped you’d at least knock before storming in. We could have been naked.” Xavier said, with a disapproving glare at him.