Novel & Cerita Quotes About Edward Cullen

Quincy grab a pack of cigar and lighter, he pulled out a cigar and light it, dragging in the smoke before blowing it out. Edward watches carefully before walking towards Quincy with a gidy reaction. "I wanna try something with Mr handsome." He licked his lips. He grab the cigar from Quincy's hold and drag in. He didn't exhale. He smash his lips on Quincy's before blowing it in. The smoke came out of both their mouth. "That was fucking cool" Caleb said. "Hey, Edward......don't you like miss Jeremy?" He asked. Edward once smiley face turns into a deep sad face.

I stated calmly. Edward laughed confidently. "And if she fails?" "Then I'll admit I misjudged her, and you may select her replacement yourself," I replied. "Done," Edward agreed immediately. "But Lucian, I don't understand your confidence. She's just—" "Just what?" I interrupted, turning to face him. "A naive omega? A silver-contaminated victim with no recourse?" Edward looked uncomfortable. "There's an old wolf proverb about hunters who disguise themselves as prey," I remarked, returning to my desk. "Sometimes the most dangerous wolf is the one everyone underestimates."

What good things can you learn by hanging out with people like Second Uncle who commit crimes Terrence Edmin sneered and said, "My savior? If it weren't for being my younger brother, I could have tolerated you assassinating me so many times? Edward, you will never look at your own shortcomings, you will only think that everyone is sorry for you He walked over to Edward again and said, "Hurry up and tell me where Snow is! If you don't tell me again, don't blame me for being rude to you "How are you going to be impolite? Kill me? "Edward squinted his eyes and thought for a moment," If you really do this, wouldn't it chill my sister-in-law's heart? My sister-in-law doesn't want you to do this

Edward began, smiling as he spoke to the guests. Lyon looked at him seriously. While Selene on the other hand was smiling and happy for Edward. After a while the host went to the center of the stage and spoke into the microphone. "Good evening, Dr. Edward. Thank you for the short but wonderful opening remarks, we just have a few questions." the host said to him. "Go ahead." Edward replied with a smile. "Um, many people ask that at a young age you are a very successful doctor and well-known here in London England. The question is, what has been your inspiration in life that can inspire young people who dream to also become a good doctor in the future?"

Edward: My glare found Mariel like a blade finding its mark, and I didn’t bother softening it. She just sat there, calm as you please, fingers lazily tracing the rim of her wine glass. Like she was toying with the idea of slitting someone’s throat. Probably mine. “You’re pushing it,” I said. Ethan snorted from across the table. “Relax, Edward. You’re acting like it’s the end of the world.” I snapped my head toward him. “And you’re acting like you’ve got a death wish. Don’t test me.”

Once you know someone, you can't unknow them. And, he… he said he owns me. What if? Just what if I'm a walking blood bag now? A hole with emotional baggage. Yeah. I did learn something. And that's the fact that Edward Cullen is cunning. Ezra must be too. What if… Oh God. I'm overthinking it again. Overanalyzing it. I shut my eyes tightly for a few seconds before snapping them open. Ezra watches me for a second, like he sees straight through my thoughts. My fears. Then, gently, like he’s suggesting lunch plans, he says, “If you’re feeling weird about it, maybe we should take this more seriously.”

"I mean I did cross paths with Marilyn Monroe briefly but-" "Edward Cullen if the next words out of your mouth are not about you hooking up with the literal sex icon of the century, I will personally deliver you to Jesus." I cut him off and held my hand up. "I won't even be mad, maybe a little jealous, but never mad." "No, I did not hook up with the sex icon on the century." He chuckled. "That's a damn shame." I laughed as I looked around the lot, somehow I hadn't even noticed it had completely emptied out while we were joking and chatting on the trunk of his silver volvo. "Oh! Should we go? I do have homework because apparently the universe hates me."

Roberto nearly topples over backward, and when he finally stands his ground firm again, his voice echoes to every crack and crevice of the kitchen, even flowing into the hallways, "Samuel Colt?" Edward is next to snap at me in total disbelief, "The man that makes weapons that can kill every goddamn supernatural being? You want to go steal; oh wait, you want to go ask him for the book?" "That is the idea, Edward. But," I hesitate for a brief moment, "I suggest that we go armed." There is nothing but a godawful cackle that comes from Edward as he now starts pacing the length of the floor, "And who gave you this brilliant idea?"

Then he asked, "What did I tell you yesterday?" "What did you say?" Edward had said a lot to her. She was just a child. How could she remember so much? Edward reminded her, "Don’t talk to weird women." Ellena nodded like a chick pecking at rice. "I remember." "Similarly, don’t talk to weird men either." Edward glanced at Spencer when he said that. Their gazes collided, and they did not give way to each other. Ellena came out with the dishes and just happened to hear Edward's words.

However, Magnus was a little unintelligible, in order not to be seen by Sasha in the dark, he had to frown and speak: "Yes, Edward, this is what you said at that time. Now what are you going to do next, or follow the original plan, kill Sasha and inherit her property? Edward suddenly smiled when he heard this: "Kuya, do you think I look like a retard?" Elinor was slightly stunned, and some didn't react: "Edward, you are really confused by anesthetics, since you were a child, you are so smart, how can you say this about yourself?" "Well, you're right, I'm not mentally retarded, then you must be mentally retarded!" Elinor's face suddenly sank: "Edward, what do you mean?"