Twilight Edward Room Novels & Stories

“I’m not going out there! Are you crazy? There are vampires all over this building. You don’t know where they are.” “We have monitors, I can see the hallways from that screen,” Ted said pointing to the television screen mounted on the wall. “What good is that going to do you once you leave this room?” “It can’t be more than a few hundred feet to the nearest door,” Ted said. “Steve replied, “It’s more like few hundred yards, and the front door is locked with second set of doors to boot. This isn’t a daycare, it’s a fucking prison for vampires.” “Give me your key,” Ted said.

I snap my head around toward him, and he smirks. "Bought it," he shrugs. "I knew you’d love it." I gasp. "You're kidding me!" He laughs before walking off to put the suitcases in my room. I’m still gawking at the surroundings; a lot has changed. I like how Edward organized the bookshelves hanging on the walls—it feels like his own private library. As I walk into the living room, I almost stumble over the rug because of what I see. Correction: who I see.

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

But the taut line of his jaw made me wonder if that was all it was. Edwin didn’t respond right away. The lock clicked, and he pushed open the door, turning on a fluorescent light that flickered harshly as it came to life. “This is my old training room,” he said, stepping aside and gesturing for me to enter. My mouth hung open as I stepped past him. Whereas the rest of the mansion had been neat and tidy thanks to Hadley’s hard work, the room that Edwin revealed to me was large and dusty. It had clearly gone unused for years.