Twilight Edward's Point Of View Novels & Stories

Karina POV A chill snaked down my spine. I knew that look, I knew exactly what Edward was thinking. And I wasn't some naive kid who couldn't read the predatory glint in his eyes or the low, possessed rumble in his voice. He wanted something, and it was horrifyingly clear what that was. I jerked back, trying to escape the heat of his breath on my face. What is wrong with you? I hissed. His response was a single, lightning-fast move. His hand clamped down on my shoulder and he yanked me forward, slamming my body against his.

Before he would say things like- this is dangerous, you might have gotten in trouble, don’t put yourself into such risks. But he wasn’t saying it. And Jesse felt the pain growing bigger with each beat his heart was making. “And I am sorry for what I am. But you don’t seem surprised, and maybe you knew I was a… “ he tried to push the word out. Edward was probably disgusted by him. “I am a werewolf. “ Jesse lowered his head, his hair falling in front of his eyes. “Please, say something. “ Edward exhaled slowly and spoke. “Your eyes changed the first time we were together. Of course, I knew what you were. I was just waiting for you to tell me whenever you were ready. “

, he tells eyes still closed but a smile growing on his lips making my heart swoon. “good morning”, I greet him shyly which wasnt normal of me, I never got shy not infront of other men but with edward I always feel vulnerable and open which makes me shy away from his glance. After knowing that he can read minds of humans, vampires and werewolves I get more intimidated by him. After joining our souls there are no secrets of feelings in soulmates but my soulmate could read my mind and this makes me more open for him.

Let’s face it when Twilight came out, most the girls were either team Jacob or Edward; however I didn’t believe in vampires or werewolves. I always fantasized of being with someone that would fall head over heels in love with me, and swoop me off my feet. That they would take me away from my mother and Mark, love me for me even though I thought I was unlovable. Someone to look at me the way my father did my mother; when he was alive. He always looked at her as if the sun and moon rose and fell in her eyes, like she was the only woman in the world, and like he was afraid if he took his eyes off of her even for a split second she would vanish.

He said. "I understand why you might feel that way but Elena and Jonathan love each other and as kr imprinting, they might just surprise you." I said. "How? They have missed their window, last night was the last night for them to imprint on each other. " He said confidently. "Edward you know that I used to be a witch right? I still have my third eye and I saw them imprint on each other."I said. "Visions are open to interpretation and probabilities change all the time." He said.

He asked, his heart beat slowing down to normal as he thought about so many things that sorted out between them. He could be with his Emily for now, and that was all it mattered to him. Be it a day or a night, It's God's wish, but he knew he wouldn't mind soaking under the rain with her, staying cold nights out in her warmth, enduring the windy weathers of the season, or celebrating his birthday with her tinkling laughter as a music to his desperate ears. ___________ So how was the chapter? Unexpected? Emotional? Interesting? Do tell me what you think of Edward's POV so far? I'm not at all experienced in writing a man's POV to no honesty but I'll give my absolute best to give Edward's though

Ezrand crowed, “we have our first contender. And who else would like to take to the ring?” There was a beat of silence, and then Edward called out, “I would.” When I’d first been introduced to Edward, I’d expected him to be a Robert Pattinson look-alike. Like Rowan, my knowledge of vampires had been limited to film and literature, and Twilight had been fresh in my mind around that time. I’d finally caved and read it, and, though I wouldn’t admit it to anyone now – no real vampire could respect anyone who sparkled, especially if they didn’t make the most of it and rock it as body glitter – I’d spent too many late nights re-reading the scenes between Bella and Edward.

The man who had just left Twilight to die in the woods seemed trapped in his own thoughts the moment he learned of her identity. The expressions on his face changed from careless to stunned, and then shocked. Kane had never seen his alpha have so many expressions within a few seconds before. To say he was frightened would be a misunderstanding. He had already realised that there was no way Edge was going to let him go easily this time. Suddenly Twilight’s faint, fierce voice echoed through the woods, “Remember, Alpha Edgar- it's me who rejected you! I will be waiting for those annulment papers!” With trembling fists, Edge turned around to look into nothingness where Twilight had disappeared.

Albert The night was alive: wild, pulsing, and raw. The Blood Moon hung heavy above me, its glow kissing my skin, feeding my wolf with a strength I hadn’t known before. Every breath I drew burned with power and pain all at once. I could feel Edward, his energy, his pulse, closing in like a storm. And then, there he was.

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