Twilight Edward's Point Of View Novels & Stories

I asked, my voice barely there. “Somewhere safe,” he answered. And then, as if it was obvious, “Before he gets back up and does something we all regret.” I glanced at Edward. He was struggling to sit up, spitting blood onto the floor. But his eyes… They were still wild. Still dangerous. I grabbed my purse without thinking. My phone. Keys. And then I followed Noah out the door. Leaving Edward behind. For now. ~EDWARD’S POV~ Pain. That was the first thing I felt when I woke up. The second was rage. I groaned, blinking against the dim glow of the streetlight spilling through the window.

I smiled, grabbed her hand, and placed a kiss on it. “Why would I need to? I have you to defend me, don’t I?” Jasmine froze for a moment, staring at me blankly. After a while, just as I began to think I had ruined everything with my reckless confession, a feather-light kiss brushed my cheek. Jasmine turned away and spoke in a soft voice, “Then I guess I’ll just have to keep an eye on you from now on.” The sunlight bathed her in a golden glow, etching her into my memory as the most beautiful sight I had ever seen.

Relief flooded her, but almost immediately, the fiery heat in her body surged, overwhelming her. She slid down against the wall, her strength giving out, and pulled off her T-shirt in an attempt to cool down. Her breathing was heavy, and her pounding heartbeat echoed in her ears. Her entire body felt as though it were being devoured by ants, the sensation unbearable. She couldn’t stop the soft, stifled moans that escaped her lips. Suddenly, a sharp click pierced the air, and the lights flicked on. Tara’s vision blurred, her consciousness slipping away. Through her hazy gaze, she saw a tall, striking man walking toward her.

Placing the tray aside, Alexander came more closer to me, than he already was, before smiling a goofy smile. "You are soo desperate to know who I am. Right?" Alexander asked, making me nod my head in anticipation. This is what Bella did in that twilight movie. This should work, right? "Well, your wish is my command, my love." He said before his eyes started to change color into a shade of hazel and then red, and his canines started to elongate once again. The sight was like a horror movie for me. I never imagined I would see someone like Edward in real life.

Ethan's Point of View I was so worried that Edward was going to kill Dr. Malissa. He had been pissed ever since Sof and Ella went missing. I had been pissed too but I knew how to keep my cool. Edward, not so much. He was ready for blood. That made me happy because I could tell he cared bout my sister. At first I was worried about him and Ella being fated to be together. I honestly wanted them to reject each other, but now I don't. I was happy they were together because I knew he would protect her with his life.

Edward's face changed greatly as he suddenly grabbed the coffee cup on the table and slammed it into the trash can. I've been working hard these past few days to make you change your impression of me. I've done so much, but now you're telling me that your shadow will never disappear! "Edward frowned again and walked towards Snow Cecy. Snow Cecy immediately showed a defensive posture and moved to the door, ready to escape at any time. But Edward didn't give her a chance. Grasping her wrist and glaring at her, "Why are you so resistant to Vicdor Balke when you can speak kindly and save him

I grumbled. "You have no idea how desperately I want you, Astrid." Edward examined my body with lust in his eyes. "I realized how badly I needed you after I lost you; believe me, Charlotte's body was simply a fetish to me." He was babbling like a drunk man, yet werewolves can't become drunk no matter how much alcohol they consume. I was afraid for a while, especially when he threw himself on me, his head on my shoulder. I'm at a loss for what to do.

Pamela rushed to his side. Catriona grunted beside me. “Jayden, can you sit up? You’re kinda heavy for me to drag.” “I got it, baby,” I murmured, still stunned, still piecing together what the hell just happened. My strength was coming back fast. I sat up, then stood, my legs surprisingly steady. Edward didn’t attack. He just… stared. Like he couldn’t make sense of me. Or her. “You’re dating a witch?” he asked slowly, eyebrows furrowed.

he opened his mouth to say and I caught a glimpse of his two sharp fangs, sending shivers down my spine. ​“She’s completely drained...” I started to argue and Draven trailed his hands from my cheek to my shoulders, giving it a sudden squeeze. ​“But not dead,” he countered, wiping the blood off his lips and I bit my bottom lip to resist any rude remarks. ​“Take her back to the room.” His tone suddenly turned all cold before walking past me. ​“Wait! My mom, she’s...” ​“She’s the least of your worries right now,” I heard Edward say before he picked me up in his arms and I snapped at him to let me go.

I became stunned to see that I'm being carried. 'Wait carried?' I asked myself because it now seems that my eye is making things up. First I saw Sophia's Dad, and then he turned into a werewolf and he started chasing me….. and then he all of a sudden….. 'What did he do all of a sudden?' Panic became the next other of the day. I have been panicking ever since Edward turned into a werewolf who's trying to take my life. Adjusting my eyes properly….. I saw Edward. This time around he isn't a wolf but he's him.