Novel & Cerita Twilight Edward Room

Edward’s voice showcased his anger and cold voice was a little abrupt in the quiet corridor. Damon looked at Alexia, smiled, and said to the phone, “It’s nothing, but I am a little curious how important is Miss Rachel to you, Mr. Franks.” As soon as Damon finished speaking, Edward’s angry voice came from the other end of the phone. “Damon, what are you trying to do?” “I’m at the entrance of room 1006 in the Florescent Hotel. If you want to know what I want to do, why don’t you come and have a look?”

"You’re right. I feel so useless, and there’s still that Jessica at home. And..." "Believe me, no girl in this world can outshine her," Edward said gently, then raised his hand and pressed the elevator button. His voice wasn't loud, so Clarice couldn’t hear him clearly. However, she knew he was trying to comfort her, and her mood improved immediately. They entered the elevator and went up. Edward's room was located in the corridor opposite the presidential suite. It was an advanced business suite, and there were a total of two suites on the twenty-eighth floor.

Edward's eyes widened in confusion. "Yes, I've been living here since I was brought back eight years ago. Apart from being my bedroom, this is also a utility room. It's quite versatile," said I, hoping that I could add a little humor to the awkwardness. However, Edward's expression made me shut my mouth. "New Moon Pack is f*cking scum. Pack up your things and move to my room." "What?" I thought I heard wrong. "Pack your things. My room is on the second floor, at the end on the right." Edward then turned and left. He was a little bossy, but I didn't dislike him. And it didn't seem like I had any other choice but to listen to him.

I hate that I find it so fucking attractive. “Edward is watching cartoons in his room. He’s excited to meet you.” I give her another few seconds to look around. The house is historical and has been fully restored and professionally decorated. Buying and fixing up this place was a dream Rebecca and I shared back when we first started dating, and we saved for years to have enough to do things right. “Your house is beautiful,” she says, but almost sounds disappointed. “It’s haunted,” Edward quips, appearing at the top of the stairs. “The Tall Man comes into my room at night.”

"Thank you for your assistance. My wife and I will head to our room now." Chloe continued to follow Edward's lead, and they eventually reached a room not far from the balcony. Upon entering, she was presented with a room specially designed for a man, dominated by white and mocha colors. There were many miniature weapons and characters from some animated cartoons neatly arranged on a glass-covered shelf. Chloe was slightly impressed by Edward's collection. She hadn't expected him to be just like any other guy, with a hobby of collecting toys like a little kid.

A soft beep echoed, and the wall slid open. I gasped. Behind it was a room—dimly lit, lined with bookshelves, old paintings, and a large steel vault in the center. It felt like a place meant to be forgotten. I hesitated on the threshold. “Why did you bring me here?” Edward turned, his face calm, almost amused. “Because no one in this house knows about this room.” I stared at him, confused. “Why are you telling me?” He didn’t answer. Instead, he walked to the steel vault, pressing a sequence of numbers on the keypad. The lock clicked open.

Walking down the dimly lit foyer, I led her to the most damning room in the entire house – Edward's home office. We climbed down the stairs and to the entrance door. I opened it and had to tug Estera’s hand before she could come inside with me. The stuffy room carried Edward’s rich cologne. The only light illuminating the room came from the lamp on a table by a side couch.

“It’s okay. Don’t cry. Let’s just wish them a happy marriage.” Shayne nods, but her eyes remain fixed on Charlotte as she leaves with Edward. Her teeth clench in frustration. It seems she will have to resort to the same methods she used two years ago. On the other side of the house, Charlotte enters Edward’s room, carefully maneuvering through the space as her heavy dress drags behind her. She places the bouquet on a small glass table beside the closet and takes in her surroundings. The room is spacious and elegant. The walls are painted in shades of gray and black, adorned with authentic paintings from renowned artists. An analog clock hangs proudly on the wall, and the heavy black drapes f

The nursery is empty, and we'll kept, almost like no one has been in here since Allison left and judging by the small film of dust on the furniture, I take it that I'm right. Next I make my way up the stairs, Allison said that Edward would want to keep Leslie close so the next place I had to check was his room. I checked my gun and made sure that the wolfsbane bullets were locked and loaded, Edward is an Alpha, I'm not stupid enough to think that I can take him down at his full strength. Using Allison's direction, I make my way to Edward's room and with my gun at the ready, I open his door and I walk in, but his bed is empty, there is a cot next to his bed but it's also empty.

I knew I wouldn’t. Armani dropped me off and promised to come back, and soon, darkness fell, leaving me alone in this house. It felt like I was lost in a cave, each room just kept leading to more rooms. I sighed in relief when I found what appeared to be Edward’s study, apparently the registration at the gate changed the entire prints in the house as well. It was warmer in here, different from the rest of the rooms that had a ghoul of cold lingering. It felt like he spent more time in here than in the rest of the rooms.