Edward From Twilight Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Woah! That's cool! Oh man, I missed him so much!? So so much!! Why didn't you tell me earlier that he was coming this early!? That way I would have done some huge preparations to welcome him!" Edward stared at me incredulously, his mouth opening, closing and then again opening like a fish. "What!" "You still....you still like him that much!?! Wasn't he just your high school crush!?" Oh damn! Did I forget to tell you that Edward thinks I like Eric Jones, his handsome bloddy cousin!? When I first wrote a love letter to Edward on renowned Valentines Day, in my high school, mentioning my name on it, I was just about to write his name on it and had just wrote a 'E' when Edward popped out of nowh

Meryl giggled while Kathy stared blankly into the air. Once Edward took leave from his friends, he hurried towards the high school building that was a few miles away. He had already chosen his next victims. Both of them were high school students and were close friends. Edward always enjoyed pursuing, confusing and surprising his victims and he was sure that his new adventure was going to be fun. They had two day remaining before the inauguration of the Chalice. Knowing that they had a lot to organize, Hansel and Olivia got to the research work. Roxi volunteered d to help them.

On the other hand, Dustine's life never been so wonderful there's always fighting and chaos everywhere he looked but because of Dawn and their kids, Solana and Kiran which means 'sunshine' and 'ray of light', they're indeed the brightest gift for them even though they preferred hiding in darkness. Darkness where they found each other's comfort and hide the identity that in reality won't ever be accepted and remain as fantasy. They were once afraid of light and always will be, but if it's the light that gave for them they will never want to hide in the darkness of pain, silence and fear. They wanted to be sought by Solana and Kiran's light forever and conquer the darkness that pushed them int

He had now shifted back to human form but his face was pretty messed up and Edward could hardly see him even through his ability to see in the dark. "Give me a name and i will let you die your own death, if you decline this offer, i will carry you to my village and let my kind humiliate you and you will suffer an endless and ruthless suffering at their hands" Edward tried to lure him and try to pull out an answer from him but in vain. He too a twig next to himself and stabbed himself at the neck and at this point Edward knew that he was dealing with something really powerful and big that no one was willing to give out it's name and choose death over giving out the name. He now remained cluel

Even though Edward mostly hated the tea parties, he would still come with Adrian, because Edward loved her, too. He didn't know what had changed him... from the man who wore a pink tiara in his head just so that he could please four years old little kid, who was adamant about they all wearing the tiaras, to someone who would kidnap his sister, just to protect his f*cking betraying back. Adrian would never know the answer to that question... because the next time he saw Edward, he wouldn't hesitate as he did. He would kill the bastard and be done with it. There would be no way Adrian would let him roam the roads of Astoria, with his darkness. He left blood and bodies wherever he walked and th

The moment she appeared in the hospital, I used druid magic and enveloped her in a blue-coloured cocoon. Seeing that I had gotten a hold of the source of his power, Sloane panicked and rushed after me. But I used summoning magic to make Edward appear from where he was fighting. I had discussed this strategy with him all this while, so he reserved his strength to fight Sloane whose strength would be depreciating as I took the witch far away from him and dealt with her. Edward caught Sloane and pulled him back immediately, transforming into his full red wolf form. Something was the source of his anger. Something deep.

Myron walked over to Edwiin and said, "Edward David may arrive later. It's 7:30. Will he come?" Edwiin snorted and did not stop walking. His left arm was wrapped around his black suit jacket and his eyes were lowered. His steady aura was very attractive and would make people ignore Myron next to him. Seeing that Edwiin didn't want to answer him, Myron shut up tactfully. He put his hands behind his head and walked into the restaurant, shaking his head. When he saw the etiquette beauty, he smiled happily at her with his amorous eyes. The beauty blushed at his smile, grabbed the edge of the glass door with both hands, and didn't raise her head.

Her skin was almost as white like his and only nightwalkers have such paled skin. “There is not a single scratch,” Aliyah whispered as she continued inspecting his face, completely unaware of what her touch or close proximity was doing to the man in front of her. “This is impossible, how could it be?” Edward was suddenly a feet aware from her and she looked up in shock at how fast it all happened. Now completely at a safe distance, he cleared his throat. “There is only one answer to your question, I am an Original and your damned claws wouldn’t as much as hurt me.” His voice did not come out as strong as he had hoped. It had come a little husky and wavering. He frowned, how could she affect

Chapter 1. Crimson Pack Big House. "Edward you're insane, she can't be The Luna of this pack find someone else. Plus It'll be a disgrace to our pack... For Heaven's sake, she's an Omega... A servant nothing else!" Abigail uttered. Shrugging off her statement Edward walks over to the back bar and pours some whiskey into a glass and he starts sipping it as he contemplates Abigail's statement. "She's the only one I want," Edward breaks the awkward silence that had begun to grow.

Maybe he had another angle. The moment the thought planted itself in my head the way I saw Edward shifted. He wasn’t just the General’s kid, the rich boy wonder witch. He was an actor, a manipulator. I’d continue to work with him like my father wanted, but I’d also make sure that whatever he wanted from me, he never fucking got. “You’re trying to contact him now, at one in the morning?” Edward watched me gather the ingredients warily, his sandy hair still mussed from sleep. “This can’t wait until after a few hours of sleep?” His frown deepened, “You’re bleeding.”