Edward Cullen Novels & Stories

"Was there no one else at the time of the incident? Or maybe someone who saw it then helped to intervene?" "Yes," Tristan replied then. "My wife and best friend suddenly came and went straight in. One of them even helped to break up, then grabbed my body so I wouldn't keep beating." "Well." The officer nodded his head. "Can you help inform us, what was the name of the other witness who intervened at that time?" "Sebastian Edwardo." "Alexander Edgar Cullen's only son?" guess the investigator. As if not the least bit foreign to his best friend's name. It can't be helped; apart from royalty, Edward's parents are indeed well-known as businessmen who are so calculated.

Immediately the look on her face changed to a smile; Kenra knew how to comfort her mommy. Edward is a former assistant to his father; he is still relatively young, only three years different from Ralin. Ralin always felt that Edward knew something about the death of his father and mother. Ralin approached Kenra and began to teach him. It turned out that Kenzi's meeting was quite long and had made Ralin want to go home. Just about to pack Kenra's book into a bag, the door opened from the outside, and Kenzi and Edward appeared. "Ralin, introduce this is Edward my assistant." Kenzi introduced the man.

“Where are you going?” “Shit,”Ethan curses under his breath. He takes a breath, composing himself, then turns around. “Duncan, I need to speak with James.” The man in the doorway is shorter than Ethan, and has blond hair scraped into a bun. He’s wearing a blue tartan kilt—so he’s not one of Ethan’s clan. He grins, then gestures behind him. “Come inside,” he says. Ethan pauses for a beat before he sighs. He heads back toward the door, his hand still clasped around mine.

The elders in the family are big on good omens, insisting we pick a nice date for the wedding for good luck. But after a fortune teller proposes nine potential wedding dates, Edward Colton turns every single one down. It's the tenth time now. Edward shakes his head yet again. I gaze at his handsome face and blurt out, "I think this date is perfect." Edward is busy scrolling through messages in his group chat, not even bothering to glance up at me. "This date won't work. Jolene and the others just mentioned they want to go to Hallibay for vacation. Turn down your mom's suggestion." I curl my fingers tight. His eyes remain fixed on his phone screen, as if he has endless conversations to t

Kael accepted the next spoonful that Lucas offered him—still waiting for Lucas’s answer. “I know,” Lucas finally replied. “Why didn’t I ever know about that?” “How did you find out about it? Didn’t you never want to know before?” Lucas fired that question right back at Kael. “Edward. He’s the one who told me.” “When?” “Just now. Before I saw Eira coughing up blood.” Every one of Kael’s statements left Lucas utterly baffled. How could someone already dead state the facts so clearly? Even if Edward were a prince leading an entire pack of wolves, it was still impossible.

"As expected. It's the most important event of the semester." "Yes, yes." Edward adjusted his tie, a gesture I'd come to recognize as a sign of nerves. "I thought you'd want to know, considering your… history." "Thank you for the consideration, but I'm here as Sunvale's PR coordinator. My personal history has nothing to do with it." Edward nodded, though his eyes said something else. That same calculating look that had unsettled me ever since Christian warned me of his true intentions. "Of course, of course. I just thought—"

"Can you stay now?" The innocent question nearly broke me. "Yes, baby," I promised. "I'm staying right here with you." Relief washed over his face. "Good! Edward Uncle said you would come back, but I was still worried." I froze. "Edward Uncle?" Ethan nodded eagerly. "He brings me wolf warrior figures from Father! And premium meat snacks too!" I glanced at Caleb, whose confusion matched my own. Edward Carter was Lucian's beta. Why would he bring gifts to my son, claiming they were from Lucian?

whatever trance they were in. Tyler sucked in a huge gasp of air and stepped away from him unsteady. I grabbed her arm as she stared at Eddie. He stared back at her with a strange look almost like the fog had been cleared from his eyes, “What the hell?!” He bellowed out looking around crazily and she shook her head in disbelief, “Eddie has been under a spell for months. Like a puppet, Maxine was pulling the strings. Doctor Winder is Maxine’s uncle. They are both half witch. Holy shit! They have been plotting with Argent for months. They even had a spell to where they blocked out Genevieve so she wouldn’t catch on to him.” I stared at her blankly trying to soak in what she just said. Things

He had a frustrated look on his face, but it was wiped away when we locked eyes. There was another man sitting on the other side of the desk, someone I kind of recognized. I hadn't really met Killian's beta, but I knew what he looked like. Beta Gabriel was intimidating as all hell. When he smiled, which was rare, it lit his face up like a little boy. His head was shaved, and he had a nasty scar that ran down his neck and under his shirt. Gabriel was the second most intimidating person I have met, Killian being number one.

or the best I can. I could press the button and get out of here if I really wanted to, Zane would be down here so fast it would give me whiplash, but I’m not going to give the king of the castle of dark and creepy things the satisfaction of watching me crumble again. I don’t know when I feel asleep but when I wake up its to see Calder leaning against the cell wall, feet crossed at the ankle, muscular arms crossed of his brood chest and his eyes train ed on me.