Breaking Dawn Edward Novels & Stories

"Actually there is another reason I couldn't help myself but come see you" "Yeah?" He timidly whispered I nodded, taking a deep breath, "I broke up with Ashton last night. That's why I was crying. He said that he loves me but I love you" Edward looked taken back at that and he stared at me with his eyes wide. He had a chocolate moustache from that drink which made him appear silly. His cup was shaking in his hand to which he hastily placed it on the coffee table before staring back at me. "You do?"

Sebastian was being more direct with his teasing now and he didn’t know how to react. *** Edward woke up slowly to the sound of birds twittering outside the window. He opened his eyes and saw an unfamiliar white ceiling. He took a few seconds to remember that he was at the royal holiday house and not in his bedroom. That would mean that Sebastian was next to him. He looked to the side to find Sebastian was wide awake and staring at him. “Your mother was right all along, you do look angelic when you’re sleeping,” Sebastian observed. “What time is it?” Edward asked with a yawn.

I kept feeling like I needed to do something important, however, I didn't know what but I knew I'd feel better once I did. The door opened and Edward walked in with a breakfast tray in his hands. "Good morning," He greeted cheerily but I didn't smile back at him. "Hungry?" He asked, putting the food on the glass coffee table. He made the breakfast himself, I would know the shape of those pancakes anywhere. I was starving since I didn't go down for breakfast and ate early last night. I sat on the couch and slowly ate my food under his watchful gaze. I ate half of the food on the plate before I was filled. I got my phone to text Alpha Blanco, he was asking how I was doing and where we were.

But the sound seemed to just disappear. 'It must be because I'm tired that I'm thinking about things,' he thought in a monologue. * Early in the morning Edwin had woken up and started his day by fulfilling his duty to the Creator. He looked at Melati who was still unmoved under her blanket. The man just shook his head slowly, then got up and put on his gym clothes, then went to the room where he used to build the muscles in his body. It took Edwin a long time to warm up until finally Jovan, who had just woken up, approached him with a sleepy face.

I smiled into the warmth and let out a soft sigh. Then something shifted. The breath in my hair was deeper. Rougher. The heartbeat slower… stronger. Too strong. My eyes snapped open. I blinked at the unfamiliar curve of a bare chest in front of me, the shape of a jaw peppered with scruff, and… Dark eyes. Watching me. Edward. My stomach dropped. The blood drained from my face. “Good morning,” he said softly, smiling like the night hadn’t destroyed everything I was. Like we hadn’t just crossed every line I swore I would never betray.

I let out a slow breath. Mandi nudged me. “That was intense.” I exhaled, shaking my head. “Yeah. But I’m not letting Wendy ruin this night.” Bella smiled. “Damn right you’re not. And besides…” Her voice trailed off, her lips curling into a knowing smirk. I frowned. “What?” Before she could answer, a commotion erupted near the entrance. And then— Edward. He was dressed in a black suit, radiating charm, confidence and pure dominance. His dark hair shined and curled neatly on his head, and his stubble looked neat and made his face even more alluring.

"…lay your hands on me like that again. I am the only reason you haven't been caught and locked away in a hole somewhere, Eddie." He stared at the man in front of him like he was seeing him for the first time. “You broke my nose,” Edward rasped, spitting out the blood that was filling his mouth. He looked at the man, his brain struggling to reconcile the "weak" host he had always known with the person who had just skillfully broken out of his choke hold and broken his face in a matter of seconds.

“I’m brooding because the mate bond is being mocked by reality, Edward. She’s dying. The Goddess is giving me six months before she rips her away.” He walked closer, not bothering with pity. That’s why he was still my Beta. He never wallowed in the same emotion twice. “So save her.” I raised a brow. “You think I haven’t thought of that?” Edward shrugged, arms folded. “Then think harder.” “You’re not helping.” “No,” he agreed. “But maybe I’m reminding you that you’re Damien Hunter. Alpha King of the Duskborn Fortress of the seventeen clans . When did you start accepting fate like a sheep?”

I'm curious about what happened, but I'll wait patiently for someone to fill me in. I sat on the bed which was more comfortable than mine. I was tired, I just wanted to fall asleep. I suddenly heard the bathroom door creak open, and out came Edward, clad only in a towel. He seemed startled to find me there, his eyes briefly scanning me before he quickly masked his expression.

And soon, she’d realize just how dangerous that was. Edward lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, the faint hum of the city filtering through the windows. He had won. Abigail Elijahhad signed her soul away, and tomorrow, she would step into his world...not as a wife, not as an equal, but as something far beneath him. The thought made him smirk. He reached for his phone, checking the time. Three hours until dawn. It didn’t matter. He’d always been a light sleeper. His body ran on control. Power. Routine.