Novel & Cerita Twilight Edward Point Of View

Chapter 1. Crimson Pack Big House. "Edward you're insane, she can't be The Luna of this pack find someone else. Plus It'll be a disgrace to our pack... For Heaven's sake, she's an Omega... A servant nothing else!" Abigail uttered. Shrugging off her statement Edward walks over to the back bar and pours some whiskey into a glass and he starts sipping it as he contemplates Abigail's statement. "She's the only one I want," Edward breaks the awkward silence that had begun to grow.

We were in a corner, so no one noticed. “Let me make myself clear. You don't get to touch or look at her the wrong way. Hell, don't even breathe the wrong way around her or so help me, you’ll meet your makers sooner than planned.” Twilight POV While he was away, his phone went off, and the screen lit up with a message from someone. But I didn't care about that because the wallpaper was the first thing that caught my eye.

“Padilla quoted me something like if I could dream at all. It wouldn’t be about you. I was stupid, and my mind went blank, but I tried to impress her. I said, Lao Tzu? She laughed at me like she really laughed at me, tears filling the corner of her eyes. That’s why I liked pissing her off.” I joined Kye in laughing. “Who said it?” “Edward fucking Cullen.” “Who’s that?” “A guy from Twilight.” “Twilight Zone?” Kye asked. “No. The Twilight Saga. I watched the entire series in one night. It was dumb and cringy but entertaining somehow. I mean, she died, came back to life so beautiful, and became a vampire.” “Okay.” I raised my hand. “We got it. So, you did that to Padilla?”

Pamela rushed to his side. Catriona grunted beside me. “Jayden, can you sit up? You’re kinda heavy for me to drag.” “I got it, baby,” I murmured, still stunned, still piecing together what the hell just happened. My strength was coming back fast. I sat up, then stood, my legs surprisingly steady. Edward didn’t attack. He just… stared. Like he couldn’t make sense of me. Or her. “You’re dating a witch?” he asked slowly, eyebrows furrowed.

I asked. She gave me a flat look and then shrugged as she abruptly sat up, the blanket falling off her naked frame, and gave me a complete view of everything that was under the covers just a moment ago. She stretched her arms up and then stared over at me, looking like the perfect breakfast. "I watched Twilight when I was a teenager and I thought Edward Cullen was a total creep. That's why I'm comparing him to you." She shrugged. "Ouch!" I laughed. "Trying to hurt my feelings early in the morning, I see."

MEREDITH'S POV "I didn't mean to. I got lost and was just trying to navigate my way back to the dining hall," I hissed, as his fingers pinched at my flesh. "What did you see? Better yet, what did you hear?" He demanded answers. I swallowed, blinking back the tears in my eyes. That scene from Twilight flashed inside my head when Laurent caught Bella alone walking in the woods and an apparition of Edward appeared before her eyes, warning her of danger.

“Put your finger out.” I do as he says, and I wait for the burn to come, but it doesn’t. I close my eyes to numb any pain if it comes. I slowly open my eyes to see why I didn't burn. My finger is glittering. I’m blown away. “I’m like Edward right now,” I say, grinning, thinking about the Twilight books. The author did an excellent job in a lot of things regarding the supernatural. I walk out of the cave, still masking my scent, and bathe my body under the sun.

Theron's POV The day of the event was finally here. This is the day I officially put Twilight on the map. Another success to celebrate. Many of my past lovers have been calling nonstop to accompany me to the event but I turned them all down. I don't want any drama tonight so I decided to just go alone.

Elowen’s POV – Twilight Whispers That evening, as the last vestiges of daylight faded into the soft embrace of twilight, the academy’s grounds transformed into a quiet sanctuary. I found myself wandering along a secluded stone path leading to a hidden courtyard, a place that had once been filled with echoes of our past conflicts and now promised a fragile new beginning. The gentle hum of evening stirred in the air—a murmur of crickets, the soft rustle of leaves—and all around, the academy seemed to exhale, releasing the weight of the day.

My breath caught as his lips brushed my skin, a cold shiver racing down my spine. Then he bit me. The initial sting was sharp, enough to draw a gasp from my lips. The pain melted into something entirely unexpected. Heat radiated from the point of contact, spreading in waves through my body. A moan escaped me, unbidden, as the sensation turned into a tingling euphoria. It was intoxicating and overwhelming. I hated how much I did not want it to stop. In that moment I was his and I am still unsure how I feel about that. I fear The Beast consuming him as it had done before my arrival. Yes, the dark Fae version of Edward is an intimidating asshole but over the last few months, I have seen a slig