Edward Cullen Skin Novels & Stories

Jealous people. "Edward Cullen is the most elusive guy in Forks High School. No one can get close to him, because he doesn't like anyone. No one is good enough for him. But what they don't know, Edward is a Vampire. Edward has lived for several hundred years. He's around over a century old. He was turned into a vampire in the 1900s because of a plague and he was infected. He was bitten by the doctor who was already a vampire at that time. Edward was just 17 and his body freezes its time and he remained 17 until then. He met Bella. First, he avoided her because he smelled something strange in Bella's blood. It was too volatile and he was losing control. Bella could feel Edward's disgust with

He looked at his brothers who now in turn laughed out loud at them. Edward’s eyes were glowing and it’s a warning force of anger that would soon be unleashed if they would want to play games on them. He could read their minds, he knew their thoughts and it was going to be a fight. He was fixed at one of the brothers Dawin. Dawin was looking fiercely at him too. “Ed…w..rr” Carlisle tried to calm him down. “This pack here is a descendant of Crescents. And this is our territory. And what you have is one of our own.”Hook thundered. His mood swing and he was focused directly on Carisle Cullen. Carlisle withheld his moves, but Edward didn’t.

Aiden paled considerably. "Good. Now tell her everything right here, right now. Tell her how you know everything and why" Aiden froze, beads of sweat appearing on his face. "Cat got your tongue, Edward?" I frowned, confused. Edward? Who the hell is Edward? "M-my real name is Edward Carson a-and- I work for Scorpion's eye organization" "W-what?!" "Go on. Tell her what you've been doing even before she decided to leave" Lee said.

Behind her, laughter bubbled out of Cullen, and when she turned around, what she saw was unsightly. Blood bubbled to Cullen’s mouth, dripping down his lips and chin as he laughed, deep from within his belly. His crazed eyes met her terrified ones and smiled wide. “You see?” Cullen asked. “He’s insane, but then again, aren’t we all?” Callie would argue that Cullen was the one who was insane, with his crazed laughter and his bloodthirsty eyes, but before she could speak, Vin had a hand firmly wrapped around her bicep. He spun her around so fast that she lost her balance, and he had to support her by wrapping a strong arm around her waist, pulling her even closer.

"And his Luna, the esteemed Dr. Juliet Blackthorne, the continent's leading expert in supernatural botany and the chief editor of the Journal of Lycanthropic Gene Therapy." Thunderous applause filled the hall. The same people who had been laughing at me were now clapping furiously, their eyes filled with fawning respect. Orton's gaze swept over the room, finally landing on Cullen. "Cullen," he said, his voice laced with a dangerous calm. "Thank you for being too blind to see the treasure you held in your hands." Cullen's face was pale. "Impossible… Her 'institute' was just a tiny workshop in a basement…"

His body stayed pressed to hers as his hand cupped her cheek breathing in her scent. Cullen continued to keep her eyes with his as he spoke to Edgar. "Tell Miss Moller that I am unavailable and that I will call her at my earliest convenience." He watched Ivory as she looked away. He moved his head and eyes to keep her looking at him. "Ivory."

she whispered this time, leaning closer to inspect his face, every tiny detail. Edward had wanted to reply angrily but when her fingers touched his face, the softness of them made him forget what he wanted to say and he couldn’t ignore how his body reacted to her touch. He furrowed his brows, not even Genevieve’s touch melted him that easily nor turned him on that quickly. He was still wondering what was happening when she leaned closer, bringing her face closer to his and her scent wafted into his nostrils. He stared at her fair face under his lashes and only realized then that she was paler than most werewolves he had seen. Her skin was almost as white like his and only nightwalkers have s

“Nothing... I did nothing to ask you, man, '' Edward said, trembling. He did not like the look on Carlson's face. “We both know I have killed more than I can count. A hubby has become and trusts me when I say they can not make me not kill you. The very last time. The last” Carlson blows the smoke into his face. Mary was already sweating, she held onto her stomach as pee fought its way into her bladder. Edward needed not to be told the meeting was over as he scrambled to leave with his secretary. “Edward… a stubborn fly follows the corpse to the grave... Don't be that fly”

"I thought you would come home late tonight." "Well, I finished work earlier than predicted, I am glad I did cause I get to come home to this." Celine stood up and Eduard had to take a step back. The sight before him nearly took his breath away. Bubbles were still covering her body, but the water on her body gave a slick appearance to her skin. Water was dripping down her body, her striking eyes radiated a strong dominant aura which made his knees trembled.