Edward's Eyes Twilight Novels & Stories

I stopped, and Edward wrapped an arm around my waist to force me to continue forward. “Agel, Earth,” Edward ordered. The man turned his eerie, white, hazy eyes on me before starting to mumble under his breath and waving his hands. I started trying to tug myself away from Edward, but he refused to let me go. “No! He’s the one who took me!” Edward leans down, “What?” “He was the creepy man who took me. I know those eyes.” Edward strokes my hair, “You saw beyond the veil. Maybe now you will believe everything I have told you is the truth.”

"Don’t freak out." “There’s another one.” At this point, he slowly revealed his glowing eyes. Olivia thought she’d pass out from fear. Her knees were weak and they trembled, unable to support her full weight. Werewolf? It seemed impossible. But, then, how could he do what he did? Some superhuman power? Something abruptly brushed past Olivia, startling her from her thoughts and she turned, finding Edward at the other corner of the room, across from her, staring intently at her. He’d changed positions. Jesus Christ. What did he want from her?

She does look scared, there was a hint of a tear in her eyes. Edward noticed Hailey's long eyelashes as well as the shape of her eyes. They did look pretty despite the frightened look she was giving him earlier. He looked at her face when his age went down to her lips, Edward just stared at it. Hailey's lips are peachy and alluring with a touch of slenderness. His gaze went lower down to her neck, Edward just smirked then stood up while looking at Hailey's unconscious body. The car that Edward asked for arrived shortly, one of their hirelings opened the door for Edward, but he has different plans.

screeched Robert, laughing. Edward growled, he did not accept Robert saying that about his father. He uses his powers to attack Robert, knocking Robert to the ground. Not only that, Edward also used his strength to attack Robert again. But Ribet didn't want to give up, he quickly got up from his seat swinging his wand to fight Edward's strength. The blue light from Robert's wand competes with Edward's red power. They were both strong, but Edward's subordinates suddenly attacked him at the same time making Robert lose focus. Finally, Edward's strength hit his chest.

When I go to stand back up to find somewhere to hide, I’m thrown backwards into a tree, hitting my head. I groan and let my vision come to focus. My head begins to throb as I sit up and I notice I am nowhere near the fight. A hooded figure comes to view, I try to stand but stumble from dizziness. The hooded figure gets closer and lets out a horrid screech. I start gasping as a blue wisp starts to come from my parted lips and I feel as if my energy is being drained. Right before darkness consumes me, I see those purple eyes with gold flecks.

The elder smiles, raises the chalice and faces the crowd, “We accept Angel Hunter as our Luna, we will respect her and aid her in any way we can. Now Luna Angel Hunter and Alpha Damon Lucas Hunter will both drink from the chalice, the blood symbolises the unity of our leaders and their commitment to the Silverwood Pack” Damon drinks the blood, he has a strange moment where he looks dazed, his eyes seem to light up with an actual glow. It looks like something from a Ski Fi movie, I’m worried because he seems frozen in time. The elder steps to Damon and gently puts his hand on Damon’s shoulder to check he’s ok and Damon steps out of his trance. Damon passes me the chalice and “whispers it’s ok

Ezrand crowed, “we have our first contender. And who else would like to take to the ring?” There was a beat of silence, and then Edward called out, “I would.” When I’d first been introduced to Edward, I’d expected him to be a Robert Pattinson look-alike. Like Rowan, my knowledge of vampires had been limited to film and literature, and Twilight had been fresh in my mind around that time. I’d finally caved and read it, and, though I wouldn’t admit it to anyone now – no real vampire could respect anyone who sparkled, especially if they didn’t make the most of it and rock it as body glitter – I’d spent too many late nights re-reading the scenes between Bella and Edward.

Just then the baby began to cry and King Edward woke up, he looked around just to see Aria wasn't on the bed. Turning his face around he saw she was standing towards the cradle and he stood up to wear his nightgown. Aria immediately gestured for Marcel to run away, he was hiding behind the curtains. Slowly opening the window he jumped down and Edward stepped forward. "Why is he crying?" asked him. ___________________________ "You old whore!" Nathan clenched the sword in his hand as he made the first move to attack King Marcel. Raya and Willow were watching the sword fight happening between King Nathan and King Marcel.

She let out a pathetic whimper. He snarled in frustration. Reaching out, he grabbed her chin in a firm grip, forcefully tilting her head up until she had no choice but to face him. Emma shifted her frightened gaze to meet his. The man had piercing, icy grey eyes that seemed to glow menacingly under the chandelier's light. But for a brief, strange moment, she thought she saw that icy gaze soften just a fraction as he studied her face with a determined, unreadable expression. "S-sir... c-can you le-let me g-go?" Emma finally managed to stutter.