Twilight Edward Room Novels & Stories

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.

Like someone had said, "You know what would be great? A bed for two... and the elite Manhattan version of the Forks forest as a view." Seriously. It was Twilight, upgraded: not a cabin but a castle. Not a forest but a private park the size of Central Park. And not Edward Cullen, but Theo Rodriguez..sexier, darker, and, unfortunately, emotionally more destructive. In the center, a king-size bed sat with a textured black leather headboard, gray linen sheets, and pillows arranged so symmetrically my OCD felt personally addressed. An industrial chandelier hung elegantly from the high ceiling. The floors were original hardwood, interrupted by a thick cream rug that probably cost enough to pay for

It might have been my day off, but I had no idea if the men in the house allowed the courtesans to rest as well. The second my hand was in his, Edward pulled me away from the door, leading me through the house to a nearby empty room. It appeared to be a medium-sized cloakroom, an open door leading to a small toilet room on the opposite wall, the two side walls lined with hooks, and a set of wooden shelves boxed as if for pairs of shoes. The room was empty, evidently unused for the moment.

Isaac glanced around, made sure no one was around, then took her hand, entering Albert's room. ***

The manager said, "I did not. We haven't received anyone from the Levines today." Annie probably did not go through the normal registration process because she sneaked up to follow Jeremy. Corinne thought for a while and asked, "Which room is Jeremy in, then?" The manager answered truthfully, "He's in the Snow Room." The Snow Room was the largest and most luxurious VIP room in Twilight, reserved only for the most elite of guests. Just as she was about to go to the Snow Room to see if Annie was there, Sherlyn's rowdy voice came from behind. "I'm here to look for someone! Get out of the way, and don't stop me from going any further!"

It’s obvious that they were using their charms and good looks to lure in all humans and use them as their personal blood bag. “Oh come on, you’re already late!” Edward complained, bolting up towards me and picking me up in his arms, causing me to gasp. “What are you doing?! Have you lost your-” Before I could finish, my head started to spin for a few seconds before it came to a sudden halt and as soon as my eyes came to focus, I realized that I was in another room. No, not just any room. It was definitely the dining room. “Ridiculous. She even has to be forced to attend the dinner?” I heard one of the girls voice as Edward placed me down.

Edward wiped his hands and took a wet towel, coming out of the bathroom. “I know it may sound weird, but I was thinking that maybe we could…” He hesitated, but then he decided he could just go for it. Edward came into the room to see the bed he’d left Jesse only a few seconds ago was empty, the wind blowing inside the room and playing with the curtain, because the huge window was left open. **** “You should totally be freaking out.“ Jesse was running through the dark forest, stepping on all kinds of twigs and rocks. He was still far from the city, but at least he’d managed to flee before Edward came back to the room.

Then again, some wounds scratched the surface and others went skin deep. Everyone was gathered in the unofficial central living room—a clan favorite because of the floor-to-ceiling window at one corner, limestone walls and walnut ceiling—and Nico’s arrival marked a noticeable hush that settled over the previously steady flow of conversation as all eyes swiveled to take him in. Take him in all his ordinariness. A grim feeling of satisfaction unfurled inside him and he held back an urge to smirk as he watched them try to mask their grimaces before he caught them.

Light flooded the space in soft gold, pushing back the creeping dark. Each step echoed. Higher. Higher. Until the narrow stone gave way to something... lavish. A hallway opened before us, long and perfectly silent. Red velvet drapes lined the walls, and a rug stretched the entire length—rich crimson trimmed in gold, pristine, undisturbed. Candle sconces burned low, the air thick with a sweet floral scent that made my stomach twist. Calia came up beside me, frowning. “Why would she keep Edina in the east wing?” she murmured. “This is where Kyante sleeps. These are her private chambers.”

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