Hot Edward Cullen Novels & Stories

My thoughts were interrupted by a soft clicking sound. Confused, I turned my attention from the window to the class and spotted a tall man holding a camera, pointed directly at me. “So beautiful,” he murmured. I blinked, completely thrown. “Did you just take my photo?” “Hi, I’m Edward,” he said smoothly, lowering the camera. He was blonde, with sharp handsome features and an unmistakable Alpha aura. “I’m a year ahead of you in classes.” I hesitated but shook his outstretched hand. “Isabella Trevelyan”

Meryl giggled while Kathy stared blankly into the air. Once Edward took leave from his friends, he hurried towards the high school building that was a few miles away. He had already chosen his next victims. Both of them were high school students and were close friends. Edward always enjoyed pursuing, confusing and surprising his victims and he was sure that his new adventure was going to be fun. They had two day remaining before the inauguration of the Chalice. Knowing that they had a lot to organize, Hansel and Olivia got to the research work. Roxi volunteered d to help them.

She watched the Diva’s building fade as they moved further from 68th. She felt happy. As happy as she had felt when she had gone to the winter Carnival with Flynn. As happy as she had felt when Flynn had kissed her. she just hoped it would last. The sound of BLACKPINK lovesick girls filled the car as her phone rang in her pocket. The caller ID showed Mr. Declan, her boss and the chief Coroner of Kenwood. She hurriedly picked the call. ‘Cavendish…’ He said in a grave voice. ‘You’d better get your ass down here. 56th Avenue.’ ‘What’s going on?’ she asked, alarmed. ‘We just found another body.’

Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK. “Is Caleb around?” Ed Dingle asked without preamble. I hadn’t paid much attention to him in DDs when I first saw him just over a week ago, but I recognised him straight away, and he wasn’t a pretty man. Simply put, he was short, fat, and bald. He stood with his hands in his pockets, his gaunt face covered in a light sheen of sweat, as if the walk from the elevator to here had been too strenuous. His beady eyes looked too small on his big head, and his suit was a dirty brown colour.