Edward Cullen Standing Novels & Stories

the woman in charge of the cashier looked at him over her glasses. "Are you a relative?" "Does it matter if I am?" "Well, we are talking about a medical situation, sir. Please tell me your name." "I'm Edward Collen." When the girl heard his full name, she looked at him more closely and realized he was the most eligible widower in the city. Before he had mentioned his name, she hadn't taken a second to really look at him, but now she felt like a demigod had presented himself before her.

Anabel immediately lost interest, "It's a pity, he looks so good-looking and has such a good temperament, but he is a poor ghost." Half an hour later, Edward came, along with Mrs. Richards. Seeing Edward and his mother coming together, Sir Lucas's head was so big. Because of a few composite photos, he still remembers the last time Mrs. Richard almost cut off business dealings with the Cowell family. This time Arielle brought everyone back directly, how could this be good?

Eva could easily tell it was him. Cullen was a larger guy, the dark blue shirt was covering his chest and he had on a pair of faded jeans to go with them. He seemed to be watching something in the distance as he stared off into the dance floor. Cullen stood only inches from her. Eva slid onto the bar stool next to him and smiled what she hoped looked seductive, ignoring the twisting in her stomach. “You know, most girls like it better when you talk to them instead of staring.” He smiled and turned to face her. He had dark blue eyes that bounced off his shirt and light stubble lining his jaw.

Senator Daniels smiled and then touched Brandon on his shoulder before walking away to meet some new people who had just arrived. “Was the wife part necessary? I’m only here because I’m the COO of Colby Co, nothing more. This is business” Hannah said and Brandon scoffed without saying a word. She turned and stared at him wondering why he wasn’t saying a word. Just then an advanced man walked towards them with a smile on his face and suddenly hugged Brandon. This must be Mr Edward, Hannah thought as she stared at both Brandon and the advanced man. “Brandon, it’s been a long time. I thought you won’t be able to make it” Edward said as he pulled away from the hug with a wide smile on his face.

A man in a black suit got out of one of the cars, opened the door, and welcomed Edward, who walked over calmly but dignifiedly. Steven, standing by the window from the second floor, caught the scene. His curiosity made him hurriedly open the window curtains wider,

Irene said from Sean’s back but Aliyah was already moving forward to get a better look. Edward was standing in the middle of the meadow, there were bodies surrounding him and he was drenched in blood. There were wounded wolves hiding away from him and only five high chiefs were standing and they were still attacking endlessly. Edward ripped the head of a high howler, throwing it at a wolf running towards him before he sprinted to it and picked it up by the tail, swirling around in circle and letting the wolf fly away from him. ‘Aliyah, he is doing good, we have to go,’ Sean said in the mind link.

She then gazed at Heart who was too busy with her clients. The next day, the event day had come. The chairman was out because of his business trip, so only Cullen had arrived but he was not wearing a suit. He was just wearing a casual attire. A hoodie which was covering his face and jeans. Everyone was bowing at him when he was walking through the employees. While walking, Cullen saw Heart, bowing at him. ‘She is really here. She will be able to watch me stream, live.’ Cullen thought and felt excited even though he really wanted to stop thinking about her. But impressing her would really help his ego.

exclaimed Edward—one of the members of the Dark organization, where he was around the cruise ship. “What’s your problem, Mr. Edward?” Courtney asked, irritated by her low voice through the earpiece she was wearing. “Can you focus on what you’re doing?” “Can you just be quiet?” she retorted then rolled her eyes. Courtney was supposed to adjust the placement of the dagger she was hiding under her shorts but she noticed the women staring at her. “What?” Courtney said curtly, a note of puzzlement in her words. “Why don’t you seem afraid?” asked one of the women with a gentle face.

"Welcome to the fortress." "The campus library was open." "Pipe problem." "Cullen." "Miss Verne." His grin widened. "We have studying to do." Nadia sat down. For the next forty minutes they worked through exam material. As usual, Cullen pretended to struggle with questions he clearly understood. She caught him doing it twice. He caught her noticing. Neither mentioned it. Then footsteps echoed from the hallway. Slow. Steady. Confident. Caiden Wolfe appeared in the doorway. He wasn't wearing a suit. Instead, he had on a charcoal shirt with the sleeves rolled to his forearms and a stack of documents tucked under one arm. His gaze briefly landed on Nadia before moving to Cullen.

Drake hides his grin against my shoulder as Caden glares at him. “He won’t mention it again. I promise. No one will—especially not about this.” Caden studies my face, searching it. After a long pause, he nods. “Fine. If it gets too much, I’ll leave.” I smile and slide down from Drake’s arms. He throws his arm around my shoulders and we head down the path toward the cellar. When we arrive, Dad, Logan, Ben, and Matt are already busy beating the living shit out of Edward. Caden stops short, wide-eyed, and silent.