Edward Bluemel Face Novels & Stories

He immediately put it on the middle finger. Gradually, the sun's rays began to fade away. However, his previous blistered skin still stings and hurts. "Arghh damn!" he growled holding the wound on his neck. "Are you okay?" Edward who was still crouched stared at the feet of someone in front of him. Then he looked up to see who it was. A beautiful woman with long hair was standing in front of him. White skin and beautiful blue eyes made him stare for a moment. Before his father's voice came back.

she said. "Yes my love. I'm so sorry we had to hide your memories of any supernatural beings." I said with deep sadness seeping through our link. She winked at me and smiled at me. Yay! I'm forgiven. I think. Rose and Jupiter changed back to their human forms. "I missed you Blue!" Rose said rubbing her cheek on Aimee's. "Yes, so much Blue!" Jupiter said mimicking his sister's actions.

Drew looks at me and says, "I didn't know you could sing so well." A hot flush reaches down my cheeks and neck. I know if I could see myself in a mirror , I would have looked like a tomato for sure. "Eyes on the road, Grandma." I said and chuckled. He chuckled too. I swear, I was appalled when I heard it, as I have never seen him laugh. He rarely smiles. I turned to look at him. His sole focus is on the road as he drives. I turned my head and gazed out the window. I can't stop the smile that creeps up on my face.

Crazy how the tables turned. Unable to fight the stupid grin that twisted my lips, I lifted off the wall and closed the distance between us. With every inch I gained, the fine details of his face came into sharp focus. I'd never been this close to Beaumont except during a faceoff, and even then he usually had his helmet on. At first glance, it was clear to anyone looking that he had blue eyes, but up close, they were the most unique shade I'd ever seen. Think of the blue of a flame just before it burned white, with little flecks of gray near his pupils.

Betha also stopped, a little surprised, and said in a low voice to Anne Jenner: "Mr. Mitchell, how can you be in here to meet Mr. Mitchell, he sounds very handsome, let me take a look?" Anne Jenner pushed Betha a little: "How do you feel?" "Look." Betha pulled Anne Jenner as a footbed, resulting on the sculpted screen, with two small holes, the sculptures of animal eyes, two people just enough for each person. One look, saw Edward Mitchell reluctantly leaning against the wall, biting his cigar in his mouth, sucking hard, releasing a puff of smoke, he was holding a card, his peach eyes were emotionless, his eyelashes were very small and impatient , it can be seen that the mood is really not g

A genuine smile plays on my lips as I walk down the church aisle and face Edward, hoping his eyes will smile back at me. Finally, as I reach the altar, my gaze meets Edward's firmly, and my smile fades as I notice the expression on his face. His eyes, once filled with promises, now display a hardness that makes me hesitate. He watches me intensely, his gaze penetrating the depths of my soul. The familiarity of his features contrasts with the emotional distance he seems to create at this moment.

My eyes widened as I noticed an older woman, of small build with her hips cocked and brows knitted together. Edward had similar features to her, especially the colour of their eyes. My lips parted at the realisation. “Ma?” ***

When the blur came towards me with a look of concern etched on his face and I whimpered knowing those ice blue eyes. “What did they do to you..” Emanuel whispered in horror gently picking me up and pausing when I gave a silent scream “fuck.. ok... OK… let me think. Ok... “ He says in a panic looking around before bending down again and picking me up. “we going to get you healed Oki… you not going to die..” He says reassuringly but I wasn’t sure if he was talking to himself rushing out of the room.

He knew Ed was following him, so he circled around to get behind him. “You're pretty talented too. I had no idea where you disappeared to.” Ed responded to the unusual greeting. “I hope you’re not offended.” The man smiled and removed his sunglasses, revealing an unrealistically handsome face with strikingly blue eyes. “Your eye color is different from what I know.” Ed scowled, surprising the man. “You know my eye color?” “Yes. The photo was clear enough.” Ed nodded. The photo was clear, but it didn’t do justice to his looks. His handsomeness couldn’t be captured in a photo.

"Big meanie! Big meanie!" But this time, Samuel didn’t seem to mind at all. Instead, he carefully cupped Eddie’s face, examining him inch by inch. As he looked, the coldness on his face gradually turned into confusion. My heart clenched. Eddie’s eyes and mouth resembled mine. At first glance, anyone would say we looked alike. But only I knew that his eyebrows and nose were almost identical to Samuel’s.