Hot Edward Cullen Novels & Stories

An hour later, I arrived at the police station in my wheelchair. Hearing my voice, the person handcuffed to the chair slowly looked up. Upon seeing that familiar face, I felt a mix of emotions. “Ms. Spector.” My homeroom teacher looked me up and down. A flash of hatred crossed her eyes. “How are you still alive?” I rolled my wheelchair up to face the homeroom teacher. “Ms. Spector, can you tell me why you killed so many valedictorians?” My homeroom teacher scoffed coldly and turned her head away.

I’m not sure if the heat that stokes me is coming from him, or whether it’s burning inside me, but my breathing is fast and my cheeks flame. I’m angry. So angry. There is a wilder emotion inside me too. And it wants release. His eyes narrow. “Take. It. Off.” He has a wolf inside him. And it want to provoke it. “No,” I say. He crashes to his knees and cries out. The unlit candle sitting on his small table falls onto its side, and the floorboards splinter beneath the strain of catching him. “Ethan!” He grabs his shoulder. “Fuck.”

Father had been expecting him — Carl Sterling, Edward’s younger brother. The man who would arrive as condolence, but stay as strategy. He stepped through the doorway like he owned it. Tall. Broad-shouldered. Impeccably dressed in charcoal and silk. His features were almost too perfect — sharp jaw, sculpted cheekbones, eyes the color of whiskey poured in candlelight. He smiled, and it felt like the world exhaled for him. Even the maids paused to stare. “Carl,” Father said, rising to shake his hand. “I can’t tell you how sorry we are. Edward’s death was… sudden.”

He would know what to do. “Elijah,” Edward said when he opened up his door. “Mr. Edward. We have a situation.” I said and his gaze fell on the girl. “Bring her in, lay her on the couch.” He said calmly. For a situation like this, he was too calm. But that was because Edward wasn’t just any psychologist. He was also a werewolf. But this knowledge was only known to me and the school’s headmaster. “She was attacked by a rogue. The son of a gun was already gone by the time I arrived.”

No way for me to soften the words that continue to hold his gaze. Edward Carolson: Dead at 58.

So I grabbed my mug, the two last cupcakes and followed him down the hallway to the inner sanctum of the Blotter men. I loved every minute of that sleepless night, while Edward told me about his family, especially how he’d fallen in love with his wife at first sight, and how he’d done everything to get her attention, until she finally said yes to marrying him. The Blotter Foundation web had a section of family pictures, and Edward showed me his wife and two sons, one of them Joseph’s father. Sunrise found me still there, cuddling in an armchair, smiling and nodding to what Edward said. When the big old clock in the corner tolled to seven, I decided to go back upstairs to take a shower. Frida

' As long as you don't go to school, whatever, you don't have to follow your mother to the company. ' Puddy Forger...' Fiona Forger let go of Xu's hand, got up and went to his son's side, reached out and touched his head, 'Your family is very crowded, but do you want to live a life like Edward Cullen?' 'Mother, is it possible that my father's family has as much money as Mr. Cullen?' Just thinking of Edward Cullen at such a young age that Mr. Cullen trained like the future heir, had to study all kinds of subjects every day along with all sorts of annoying etiquette, had to go to the office to look at the reports on his days off, absolutely no childhood worth mentioning cold all over.

Senator Daniels smiled and then touched Brandon on his shoulder before walking away to meet some new people who had just arrived. “Was the wife part necessary? I’m only here because I’m the COO of Colby Co, nothing more. This is business” Hannah said and Brandon scoffed without saying a word. She turned and stared at him wondering why he wasn’t saying a word. Just then an advanced man walked towards them with a smile on his face and suddenly hugged Brandon. This must be Mr Edward, Hannah thought as she stared at both Brandon and the advanced man. “Brandon, it’s been a long time. I thought you won’t be able to make it” Edward said as he pulled away from the hug with a wide smile on his face.

said Edward with a gentleman's smile . " Wait.......that face !.....Are you.....little Ed ! " said the woman with half a smile . " Yeah ! If I am not mistaken you are......madam Collen ?! " asked Edward with a smile . " Yes ! Oh my ?!........Are you little Ed ?! My dear Edward , I have missed you a lot ! How many years has it been ?! " said madam Collen . " It has been a lot madam Collen ! I am glad to see you again . " said Edward .

Edward touched the bump on his head as he said through gritted teeth, “Let this be? No way. “Even if Collins is a big shot, that’s only limited to within the company. Once he’s out of the company, I'll have ways to deal with him. “Just wait. I’ll go back and ask for some money from my dad so that I can hire someone to break his legs,” Edward cursed as he walked. At this moment, a few tall figures appeared before Edward and his group. They all had weapons in their hands, ranging from knives to baseball bats. The person in the lead was Ted, and behind him stood Yvette. Ted held the baseball bat in his hand. The flesh on his cheeks shook as he chuckled coldly. “Edward, I’ve been waiting for you