Twilight Edward Room Novels & Stories

the guard said. Rubbing his head with his hands angrily, he leaned on the well polished wall around the store area..his head bent downwards, thinking of what to do next or go next. *Edward has started developing a soft spot for Melissa already. Who would have thought that the arrogant and carefree man could someday have a soft spot for anyone talk more of a woman, his attitude in his work place also changed that his workers observed it and spoke about it within themselves* Edward recalls that he hasn't yet checked the guest room. He hardly goes close to the guest room area because its located at the back of the house, mainly for guests who would probably come visiting some times. But none ha

A massive Twilight Academy crest hung at the center, giving the place a regal feel. Female students bustled about, some in the academy uniform, others in travel clothes. Pack insignias embroidered on their sleeves marked origins, some recognizable, others not. I dragged my suitcase to the far elevators, pressing the button for the third floor. The doors slid open to a long hallway lined with numbered doors. Room 300. Swiping my access card, the lock clicked open. I pushed the door open and froze. "Hi!" Two girls with bright eyes and beaming smiles stood in the stylish four person dorm room.

she says softly, her tone like a whisper, but the threat in it is clear. Before I can respond, she turns on her heels and walks away, leaving me alone at the base of the stairs. I let out a shaky breath and grip my suitcase tighter. My chest tightens with anger and frustration, but I swallow it down, dragging my suitcase up the stairs again. I push open the door of the room Edward had pointed to as mine, sighing in relief at the sight of the bed. The room is probably twice—okay, thrice—my old room AND living room combined. There's a queen-size bed, a walk-in closet, and a huge glass window that overlooks the garden.

Ella slumped back against the couch, her shoulders sinking in clear disappointment. Rebecca gestured ahead with a faint smirk. “Look straight, and you’ll see my room—it’s locked now. Edward’s room? That’s on the top floor, and if you’re imagining some grand, exotic retreat, let me spare you the trouble. His room is smelly.” She wrinkled her nose for emphasis. Imara couldn’t help but chuckle, her laughter light and infectious. “I can only imagine the look on his face if he heard you say that,” she teased, shaking her head with amusement.

It was nicely decorated. While we walked to our rooms I didn't miss the way some of the vampire members were glaring at us. I decided to ignore it for now. I knew there were going to be a lot of vampires that were upset that we came on their territory. Grandpa Damon took Ethan and me to our room last. It was a nice room with a kitchen, dining room, living room, and master bedroom with a bathroom attached. There was another bathroom as well. "I will let you freshen up. King Edward will be here in about an hour," Grandpa Damon said

"You can't do that! Don't be such a pussy just because you're afraid Jazz will keep bitching like a little girl when you make the right choice." "And what, dear Bella, is better about Edward's former room than mine? My room has the better fixtures for lights and electronic equipment, and there's even a specially built nook in the back for a small freezer!" "Which is the reason why I think it's better equipped to be the office, not the bedroom! I so need a door between where I sleep and where you keep your porn collection. Your computer isn't coming into the bedroom, either." "It's not porn, it's my World of Warcraft collectibles collection!"

It seems that he loves to stay neat and clean. Every corner of this room is clean and clear. Even the dead body of a vampire is kept perfectly. Anyone can see their faces on the floor as it's shining like pure glass. And despite using different types of chemicals all day, the room has no effect on it. There's no smell of chemicals and medicines. A faint scent of lavender is flowing in the room. Edward is feeling a little bit better now that medicine has hit in the body. And also the refreshing smell is cooling him down. His hands have stopped shaking as well as his breathing has become normal. Edward lets his head relax towards the table and looks at Alan.

The chamber arranged for Ava and Edward was elegant in a quiet, expensive way. The walls were pale cream with gold accents that caught the warm light from the recessed ceiling lamps. Floor-to-ceiling windows opened to a balcony overlooking the Frostfang woods, the moonlight washing everything in silver. The air smelled faintly of cedar and fresh linen. A large velvet sofa sat near the corner, opposite a bed draped in dark silk sheets.

I stood on the sidewalk watching her drive off. I still wonder how she knew the general manager of the hotel but I decided to follow her instructions instead of pondering the day away. In front of me was a tall building of average height. The glass was glistening in the shining sun but the gold-plated name was very much visible Twilight Hotel. The bell boys looked expensive in their uniform and I felt out of place and intimidated. I stepped inside after verifying my identity and stepped inside the grand hotel with marble shining floors, a grand staircase with a red carpet and gold railings, magnificent chandeliers hanging about, and creative paintings. The hotel was a mixture of modern and V

Elena marveled. They immediately followed Edward into the secret room. It was pitch-black at first, but then it lit up as Edward turned on the light. "It's just like in the movies," Elena murmured. Like the secret rooms in novels or movies, the room also had a table, chairs, and a bed. There were other neatly arranged items, a desk, and a PC. Elena saw her father motioning for them to come closer to the corner of the room after moving some cardboard boxes. It turned out the boxes were just a cover to hide the safe.