Edward Twilight Poster Novels & Stories

Every bit of love I had been too afraid to admit until it was almost too late. Then the world roared. A shockwave burst from the circle, knocking me backward. I hit the ground hard, dirt and energy scattering in all directions. When I looked up, Edward’s body was levitating, hovering a few inches off the ground. The light beneath him had turned crimson, and tendrils of smoke rose from his skin as the bond markings flared along his throat. He was fighting. But against what, I couldn’t tell. I watched as his now greying hair turned white.

Could Charlie really not notice his absence? She was still piecing her thoughts together when Rex had already replied to the message: Rex: What’s going on over there?! Moments later, a video came through. The footage was dark. Four or five people were walking up a narrow, slanted path. Among them, the tall man in a dark suit stood out immediately—it was Edward. Beside him was a woman in a red evening gown. There was light coming from below, seeping out through a door. A trash can sat by the entrance. It looked like the back door of a kitchen.