Edward From Twilight Novels & Stories

Now, he’s itching to get back to the Philippines and surprise the most important woman in his life, Alice Dawson—his girlfriend of five years and his childhood sweetheart. "Good evening, Sir. Dom Pérignon?" the stewardess asked, her smile as bright as the champagne she’s offering. She had a trolley piled high with fancy drinks and sandwiches, and her uniform was a tight fit, showing off her amazing figure. "Sure," Edward replied, his voice smooth and cool, like a guy who knows exactly what he wants. He reached for the wine glass on his table, looking every bit the successful businessman. The stewardess couldn't help but smile back, her cheeks blushing a little. Even though Edward had this "s

Not only was Edward visible in the tower but there was another man who was also smiling at him. "Could he be your mate, sir?" "It is possible, but this scent seems so familiar, Jos. But I forget when I met and made love to her," Edward replied. The man called Jos finally let out a long sigh filled with disappointment. However, he could not deny the fact to his employer. "So what if she gets hurt?" Edward paused, his gaze still travelling into the dense Jungkla forest. The signal he was getting was coming from the southwest where the silver castle was located. By now Edward understood the origin of the scent and there was no way he could offend the werewolf rere that was there.

His mind exploded, a thunderous roar echoing in his head. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that Tara was the heiress of the Keystone Group. And this was her wedding. A chilling panic clawed at his heart, his blood rushing backward as he stood abruptly. With a voice that tore through the solemn silence, he shouted desperately, “Tara!”

"I truly loved you once, Taylor, and I genuinely wanted to win you back," Edward claimed. "But you've refused to give me that chance and continue to push me and my family over the edge. "You think you can ditch me and be with Soren? Not a chance! If I can't have you, nobody can!" Edward's tone laid bare his true nature, revealing just how evil he was. I could even feel how twisted he was through the phone, leaving my mind in a haze as a chill crept over me.

Its beady eyes blinked like it recognized me. “They like you,” someone said behind me. I turned quickly, heart skipping. Edward stood a few feet away, hands in his pockets, eyes as golden as the late afternoon sun bleeding through the clouds. His hair was tousled like he’d just come from a fight with the wind, and he wore a simple black shirt that hugged him in the worst (or best) way. “Alpha Edward,” I said, quickly lowering my gaze. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to—” “It’s fine,” he said, stepping closer. “How are you feeling today?”

And soon, she’d realize just how dangerous that was. Edward lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, the faint hum of the city filtering through the windows. He had won. Abigail Elijahhad signed her soul away, and tomorrow, she would step into his world...not as a wife, not as an equal, but as something far beneath him. The thought made him smirk. He reached for his phone, checking the time. Three hours until dawn. It didn’t matter. He’d always been a light sleeper. His body ran on control. Power. Routine.

The guests erupted in cheers and applause. Nathan leaned in and kissed me. Before the clapping had even faded, he swept one arm behind my knees and the other around my back. I gasped as my feet left the ground—he carried me, princess-style, holding me close to his chest. Just then, chaos erupted at the entrance. Edward stormed into the hall, dressed in a dark gray suit, his face like stone. "Margot, I told you I'd come home today." He marched down the aisle, eyes locked on Nathan's arms.

“I didn’t ask because I wasn’t ready to know.” “And now?” She looked at him, her heart heavy. “Now I need the truth.” Edward let out a slow breath. “A long time ago, before I married Olivia… there was someone else.” Abby swallowed. “Her name was Elena.” She blinked. “Is that who I heard?” He nodded. “It’s her voice.” “But… how?” “She died,” he said quietly. “Years ago. But she comes back sometimes. I know it sounds insane. But she does.”

The effect of the dragon's blood on his body was only able to withstand the curse because, after that, the effect disappeared along with his body temperature, which dropped drastically this morning. In other words, his engagement with Daniel should no longer be valid. As a warlock with no future like him, it was clear that he had no right to comment on Daniel and Isaac's relationship. But he continued to feel pain in his chest every time his mind repeated the incident over and over. Once he had regained his strength to leave the place to look for another place, Albert crossed the same corridor as him. The man only glanced at him a moment, then took him out of the castle, together with Ursula

“Edward! Darling, why are you here? Did you come to pick me up?” In a dark corner of the room, Josh Angelito, who had been dozing off due to excessive alcohol consumption, woke up instantly. His previously glazed eyes focused with laser intensity on the newcomer.There he was. Impeccable white suit, gentle smile, refined aristocratic aura.Edward.Josh's mind cleared. So... this is the famous Edward?