Edythe Cullen Novels & Stories

If I was prone to envy I'd want her hair, but I'll deal with mine thank you very much, though it takes the stylist forever to straighten it whenever I'm in the mood. Anyway, now you know a little bit about me on to the meat of the story. Well, as if my life isn't hell on earth as it is, what with the asstards that I have to deal with, like the Mandy Taylors of the world and her little henchmen, now they're bringing a hotshot football star here this semester. The Eden High community has been in an uproar for the past few days since the news broke that Jared Claiborne was coming here.

Yep, so now it should be easily distinguishable," I said flicking through pages looking for a sign of red. It wasn't until another hour later that I spotted the next red name. A girl named Elizabeth from the 1700s. I put my slight disappointment that it wasn't Milly aside and continued to search for another thirty minutes. "Max..." I said to my eldest cousin who had sloped back to the sofa. "I think I found her. Her full name is Millia right?" He nodded as he leant over my shoulder and looking to where I was pointing. "Millia Benedetta?" Max said reading the words on the page. "Her birthday, April 17th, 2007 AD, is right but why Benedetta and where is the rest of us?" "That's not your Dad,"

Morrigan can still remember how excited she was and her younger sister, Mary, when her father and mother broke the news of them having another sibling, but little did her family know that months later they would be betrayed and brutally murdered by her uncle and some of the ministers who wanted to usurp the throne. Morrigan’s hands curled into fists as she remembered how powerless she was standing in front of the tomb of her family. How she wanted to avenge them but she was only thirteen years old and had no right to assume power not until she was of the right age. Her hands subconsciously reached the dagger she always had beside her. Her fingertips caressed its encrusted emblems, a raven th

Julie stated. “Of course. I’m Leah, and I have worked various roles in my working career. Most of them have been within data inputting and admin type roles. Over the years through various roles, I have undertaken additional work to help others along with also studying a business degree through work for business admin. Personally, I have moved away from home and back again a couple of times depending on my personal circumstances. I have a few interests outside of work that help me unwind in my spare time, such as country walks and journalling.”

“As you all know, our beloved alpha is gone.” “ It's tragic my dear friends.” “He was immortal, but the life he had was never his. When the time came he had to give it back. Sorrowful tale my dear friends.” Eugene addressed the crowd. My new powers could see through people. Eugene, the usurper and brother of the late alpha, is a figure shrouded in darkness and deception. Tall and imposing, with a commanding presence that demands attention, he carries himself with an air of arrogance and entitlement.

Now, nothing is blocking her life anymore because Arsene and Edward themselves have made up. "Because you haven't met my wife yet, tonight, I want to introduce this beautiful woman next to me directly," Edward continued. The man then asked the woman next to him to shake Olivia's hand. "Meet Olivia, this is Naomi Hazel Cullen. She is my wife and mother of my children." Olivia smiled very kindly. He held out his hand, inviting Naomi to shake hands. "Nice to meet you, Naomi. I hope we can become good friends."

“Their majesties, Emperor Clyde Westernia, Empress Rosita Westernia… their highnesses, first prince, Prince Noah Westernia, second prince, Prince Benjamin Westernia… together with the Grand Duke Dave Whistleton, Duchess Morticia Chase Whistleton, their son, young lord Damian Whistleton and daughter, lady Clementine Whistleton,” the announcer shouted to get everyone’s attention. When the door in front of us opened, we went down through the stairs. Everyone’s clapping and whispering as we enter the banquet hall.

Caitlin and Caleb had been flying for hours since they’ve left Eilean Donan Castle, heading east, across the vast country of Scotland, getting further and further away from the Isle of Skye. Caitlin had not stopped thinking about the moment when they’d opened that chest in Eilean Donan. Inside, sitting there, had been a single, shining, gold key. It was a small key, and seemed to glow with electric energy.

To this day, her family still hasn’t found or heard anything from her. “Kaitlin isn’t Regina’s daughter. David Trendle went to school with us. His first wife disappeared and to this day no one had heard or seen her. Regina must have gained custody of Kaitlin. I have no idea how she was able to do this sine I know that David’s family is still in town. I am not sure about is first wife’s family. I think she was from somewhere on the west coast.” I tell them.

After all, what we don't know, can't hurt us. Now more about me, I am a Witch through my bloodline. I am a descendant of Elizabeth Howe, who was hanged as a Witch on the 19th of July 1692 during the Salem Witch Trials. The sad part about it is she was a Witch, but a White Witch who just wanted to live happily raising her six children.