Breaking Dawn Edward Novels & Stories

Unable to keep his eyes open any longer, they fluttered closed as his head fell to the side, his body loosened, his chest fell flat and his heart stopped beating. … "The next thing I knew, I woke up in some worn out bedroom at the top of some English tavern with Demitri standing above me. I knew I shouldn't have woken, so I questioned him and… Well, here I am. A vampire." Harley's eyes were wide with horror and her mouth opened in the shape of an O. She closed it again, biting her lip. She stayed silent and stood up. He stood up top, thinking that she had decided to leave. Instead, she did the last thing he ever expected her to do. She threw her arms around him in a hug, embracing him tightl

I know that it hasn't been up to half an hour already, but I felt as if something between me and Edward has changed. Edward usually maintains his cold self, although he has promised to officially make the both of us a thing...... but right now...... just these few days of the both of us being absent from each other....... it now suddenly feels as if Edward has grown. I slowly help myself out, by getting up from the bed. I stretch my body for some time, before making my way outside the room. On getting to the sitting room...... I saw Edward with an apron around his waist, and he was preparing breakfast.

Seeing it was me, Edward snapped, "Vanessa, don't you know how to knock?" "I didn't know I had to knock to enter my own bedroom. Maybe I should ask my etiquette tutor. It seems like I'm getting a bit rusty." Hearing this, Edward laughed. "Are you jealous because of this?" "You're not worth my jealousy," I said calmly. "Edward, we're breaking up. Take your woman with you and get out of my house." A cold glint flashed in his eyes. The woman beside him snuggled into his arms and shot me a smug look. "Edward, she's so fierce. I'm scared."

“Find it out then.” He tapped Bernard’s arm before leaving and walking to his room. As he opened the door, he saw a man was sitting with his back on him. The man swiveled his chair as Edward closed the door. He was Emir Drake and he looked quite eager. He gazed at Edward as he walked to his desk. “What’s up?” Edward bumped his bottoms on the chair, in front of Emir. He just wondered what it should be the matter, they just met that morning at the breakfast time.

SAVANNAH The next morning, Edward was still at home—awake and preparing breakfast with my brother. I’d seen this scene before. It was when our lives seemed perfect. Well, not anymore. I didn’t know what Edward said to Michael and why my brother let him in last night, but I knew it wasn’t good. “Savi, take a seat,” Michael instructed. I didn’t have the strength to argue with Edward this morning, so I obliged. My stupid husband put a cup of coffee in front of me.

far off from the close reach of Edward. Edward on the other hand, stood for a moment and then walked into the house and heads to his drink shelf, grabbed a bottle of Whiskey with a glass. Pouring some quantity of Whiskey into the glass as he drinks it completely. He then returned the bottle of whiskey back to the drink shelf and walked into the room. Opening his room door, he went straight to his bed and laid on it looking straight up to the Plaster of Paris(POP) ceiling finishing in his room. He then slept off unknowingly cause of the stress he went through during the trip.

But now, for the first time, I wasn’t running. I was still me. Just… more. As the sun began to rise, soft gold spilled across the treetops. It hit the packhouse windows, turning them into sheets of light. The beauty of it made my chest tighten. For so long, I’d forgotten what peace felt like — or that it could even exist for someone like me. “Kora?” I turned. Edward stood at the door, barefoot, shirtless, hair a perfect mess. Sleep still clung to his voice, rough and low.

"Well, none until this morning. Her Grace, ordered for the drapes to be pulled open again. Imagine the surprise on my face as I rode back home to see the whole place filled with light." "You can't blame the lad, Edward" James said as he walked up to Edward. "Them females like their things bright." James smiled a little Edward chuckled at his joke. "Have you two consummated yet?" "No, no," Edward said, his smile suddenly disappearing from his face. "Wanted to yesterday's night but she asked for the candles to be lit. She asked to see my face. I had to withdraw." "This is quite serious," James said and Edward sighed again. He walked over to his table and grabbed a bottle of rum that he had bee

"I take a shower first. After that, I will prepare breakfast for you. It's up to you whether it affects you or not. For sure, I will take care of you today." "No U---" Edward had already turned around. Choose to go straight to the bathroom. She was ignoring Chloe, who was ready to protest at him. Arghhh. What does this man want? Dispelling the boredom that hit, Chloe chose to watch tv—ignoring Edward, who soon came out of the bathroom and went straight to the first floor. I don't know what he's going to do down there. Thirty minutes passed, and Edward returned. Bring a portable tray containing various food, from snacks, fruit, and cakes, to special heavy meals for Chloe. "You have to have br

I didn't have to turn around to know who it was. The air in the room suddenly felt thick, charged with the scent of pine and rain—and the cloying, sweet smell of Darcy’s expensive perfume. Edward walked in, his arm draped protectively around Darcy’s shoulders. He looked triumphant, relaxed, surrounded by a handful of his high-ranking wolves. He didn't notice me at first, too busy laughing at something one of his friends said. "Oh look," sneered Jax, one of Edward’s closest fingers, pointing a finger toward our table. "The Omega is actually out of bed. I thought the suppression spell usually kept you horizontal for a month, Emma. You finally learn how to toughen up?"