Quotes About Edward Cullen Novels & Stories

Edward could see her clearly through her cocoon, a transparent tube-like glass that shaded her from her mysterious self. "Did you kill them all?" Luciana asked, somberness filled her voice. Edward didn't know what to answer her to be saved from her piercing stare. How did she even expect him to go to the Malklaiv Coven and fight alone? This thought throbbed his heart. How uncaring a mother can be. "Yes. I. Did. Kill. Them. All." He answered under his breath and wished he smelled like fresh blood.

She turned her face away to hide the look on her face that was probably red from Edward's compliment. While Edward just smiled faintly, then returned with a flat face. Then he stood up and said, "Come on, I'll take you home," he said holding out his hand in front of Evelyn. Evelyn hesitantly accepted Edward's outstretched hand, she kept her face averted in embarrassment. But a few moments later, he thought back to the strange man earlier. "Edward, may I ask a question?" asked Evelyn. "What?" "Who was that weirdo earlier? Why does he look like a... Vampire?" Evelyn asked to the point.

I rushed toward Edward, falling into his chest, and hugging him as tears fell from my eyes continuously. "People are not here for a romantic play," Zen said coldly. "Why not? They are already watching a Ghengis Khan one," Edward answered calmly, gently caressing my head. "You have got the nerve to talk back to me. Are you even aware of the position you are in right now?" Zen questioned, clenching his jaw. If eyes could stab, Edward would be lying dead on the ground till then. "If you don't want a sarcastic answer then don't ask," Edward responded.

Once they were gone, I scoffed and said, "Don't flatter yourself, Quinn. I wouldn't steal from an old lady. You're closer to God… I think." "Want salad?" I asked Marylin and with an uncontrollable smile on her face, she nodded. I reached for it and dished her food. I knew I said I was going to set an example but Quinn was an exception. "That's not very nice, dad," Marilyn sighed. "There are other enemies on the table--" "What's this about you and my grand-daughter going toe-to-toe, Caroline?" Edward asked, spreading his legs under the table like he owned the place.

"I can see you've not grown past your drinking problem." "How does the saying goes , a drunked always a drunkard." Edward said laughing dryly. "Who made that up ,you ?" Melvin chuckled. Edward winked , " I am just saying , you need to stop holding to your flaws and move on. " he grabs the bottle from his cousin at a millisecond speed . "My flaws ?" Melvin asked . Edward nods "Sooner or later you will forget that cursed fiancee of yours that tried to rope you into that bastard child ."