Edward Cullen Vampire Teeth Novels & Stories

It is bleeding. "You're injured?" Psyche Flint asked to Dianna Swane. Dianna Swane was startled of Psyche Flint's question but her husband defended her. "Don't worry. She's just injured" Arthur Pole answered as he also felt something wrong to his wife but turned a blind eye on her. Psyche Flint sighed and looked at him, "You know the meaning of zombie bites right? And I don't think I need to explain it anymore" she said coldly. "Hey! What do you mean by that?!" Dianna Swane exclaimed loudly as Psyche Flint left them. She doesn't want to become a villain on their eyes, okay?

The thought was mean and malicious, and so unlike her that it scared her a little. Declan cradled Edward’s broken arm in one hand. Aster watched, fascinated, as he closed his eyes and hovered his other hand over her father’s injury. A few seconds later, her father screamed in pain and she heard the bone snap back into place. Ten seconds later Declan let him go. “There. All better.” Edward didn’t budge. “How did she…how is it possible…” Declan shrugged, “Vampires are strong.” “I’m sorry, daddy,” Aster said in a well-practiced meek voice, “I didn’t mean it.”

And there was so much to learn. Vampires, it seemed, could eat. Ice flooded my chest. I’d discounted Cyrus as a vampire because I’d seen him eating, and his family along with him. If our information was wrong, then we’d been scrabbling around on our hands and knees in the dark, and all along they’d held the torch, keeping it turned away from us.

The guilt he must be feeling right now. “So, you were a vampire from the beginning?” Amber asked, and I looked at him keenly. He didn’t look like a vampire, to be honest. Not that I knew what vampires looked like, except Edward Cullen and Damon. It didn’t matter, though. Even if Beta Tarr was truly a vampire, I would say he was a very attractive one at that.

Edward opened his mouth and then his teeth became elongated. This is the first time for me to see him like this and I'm a little bit frightened. I kept my eyes closed and then his canines landed on my neck. Edward bit me….. and then he pulled my neck closer to him….. so that he would be able to suck my blood.

She joked, hissing and showing her perfect white teeth, that if she would only smile, she would be more attractive. I chuckled, raising my eyebrows. “You got me there, but you had it wrong. Werewolves have golden yellow eyes, vampires have red,” I shook my head, looked at our teacher. I heard Izobel sighing. I moved closer to her and whispered, “Are you one of the Cullens?” She raised her eyebrows, turning her face to me. “Huh?” She seemed confused with my question. I threw my head back as I widened my eyes. “Oh please... don’t tell me you don’t know the book or movie. If you’re a real vampire, then you’re one of them.”

The pain in his eyes is only aggravating my worries "wha6t's going on Cardin... You're getting me more worried... Am I dying?" He rubbed his hand down his face; dropped his head, his eyes casted downwards as if afraid to meet my gaze and that action of his scared me the more. I pulled my seat closer to his, grab his jaw and gently raised his head to meet my gaze. "I promise not to get upset, talk to me. What is happening?" He released a deep breath "What do you know about vampires?" I blinked rapidly, a little confused at his line of questioning. I didn't see that one coming "The few things I know about vampires are the little things I learnt from Edward Cullen. Why?"

Even though he's a vampire, he can barely keep up with her. Edward grabs Erin's hands and lets out his fangs in front of her, showing a scary face and making hissing sounds. But Erin isn't scared of him. She finds an opening while Edward's busy making weird and scary faces. She kicks hard on his chest. CRACK! Something has broken. It's a loud sound. As if someone has broken their bone. Edward grabs his chest and starts taking deep breaths. He is having a problem with speaking. He lets go of Erin's hands since he's in pain.

he raised an eyebrow looking at her. “Then I don’t want to die by your hand, if am to die then let your mate be the one to finish me off.” Collin chuckled coldly. “Now that is never going to happen, say hello to your brother for me when you two meet, in hell.” His nails grew on the left side that Carl had taken over and he stuck them on her chest breaking her chest bones and taking her heart on his hand. It was beating rapidly as he pulled it out and turned to look at the vampires.

Green veins were visible through his body and his teeth yellowed. Edwin stopped in front of a large gate by the statue of a dead man carved from black marble, a man that he had known and killed a long time ago. The guards recognized the coat of arms on his chest and begrudgingly allowed him into the castle. As usual, the wolves offered a large, isolated, empty room; in an attempt to alleviate the vampire's agony.