Romans & histoires Twilight Edward's Point Of View

Edward peered down at me, he was worried and scared, and his eyes were searching my body to see if I was injured in any way. "Just stop, both of you," My voice was hoarse. My body closed into my mate and I hugged him, I felt warmth travel to my body. We stayed there for a while, I was distracted by the breaking of bones, and Dean shifted back. "Change, please," I whispered and moved away from him. Dean was about to approach me and he growled, making the earth beneath us vibrate. I glared at Dean, was he crazy? He had multiple cuts and injuries on his body, did he want to die? Over what? Claiming a woman who isn't his? Dean didn't approach further. Edward shifted in less than a second and he

Thalia “Luciano,” I moaned into his mouth, placing my hands on his chest to gently push him away. “We haven’t even placed any sheets on the bed yet.” He ignored my comment and continued placing open-mouth kisses on my neck. I don’t know what happened and how the events escalated, but a few moments ago, we were watching Twilight in the home theater when Edward’s and Bella’s kissing scene played on the screen. I couldn’t deny that I was feeling turned on by the sight of two attractive people kissing, but I had already watched that particular scene plenty of times, so it wasn’t such a big deal.

But for some peculiar reason, Sarah Poleman, a seventeen-year-old brunette, and his boyfriend—Charlie Mantial, find it less disturbing to jump over the laid out rules and ran within the path vociferously, stomping hardly on the wetted moss and letting the whip-cracking branches of blackberry trees slap their faces as they continued sprinting like some kids released on a playground. The whole circular forest had been cast by the pitch darkness of the night and the flashlight that served as their guide to get through the path didn't lessen the pure blindness. Sarah didn't seem to mind the foreboding danger around them, though. It thrilled her even. Seeing herself alone at the center of the for

“Put your finger out.” I do as he says, and I wait for the burn to come, but it doesn’t. I close my eyes to numb any pain if it comes. I slowly open my eyes to see why I didn't burn. My finger is glittering. I’m blown away. “I’m like Edward right now,” I say, grinning, thinking about the Twilight books. The author did an excellent job in a lot of things regarding the supernatural. I walk out of the cave, still masking my scent, and bathe my body under the sun.

Theron's POV The day of the event was finally here. This is the day I officially put Twilight on the map. Another success to celebrate. Many of my past lovers have been calling nonstop to accompany me to the event but I turned them all down. I don't want any drama tonight so I decided to just go alone.

Edward He advanced towards me, casting a shadow over my trembling form, his eyes filled with a sinister gleam. "Oh, Edward," he murmured, almost mockingly. "This was never a battle I intended to win. Consider this a cautionary tale." Without warning, he pivoted and strode away, the sound of his heavy footsteps reverberating through the desolate hall. I attempted to pursue him, but my body rebelled, causing me to falter and grasp my side where his razor-sharp claws had pierced through. Blood seeped through my fingers, the metallic tang saturating the air with a foreboding presence.

Jeffery’s POV The metallic taste of blood lingered on my lips, my breath coming in harsh spasms, the muscles complaining against Edward's uncontrollable, desperate hold. Every muscle in my body was crying with protectiveness, adrenaline surging with relentless intensity through my system as I battled to restrain him. My heart hammered, knowing with a sudden, intense realization that Cassie had just vanished into the night, driven by possession that could unveil Edward's transgressions. Edward struggled fiercely beneath me, his power a surprise for one so young. "Fool!" he growled, his eyes burning with hatred. "You risked everything for a woman who will end up betraying you."

(Aurora's POV) Twilight painted the sky in deepening shades of purple as I stood in the courtyard of the Blackwood Ancestral Den. The chill air nipped at my exposed skin, but I hardly noticed it. My focus remained entirely on the tall figure standing on the terrace above. Alexander Blackwood's face was blurred in the dimming light. His features, once so familiar to me, now seemed distant—a landscape I could no longer navigate with certainty. I forced myself to smile, though I knew he couldn't see it. My heart ached at the uncertainty of my return, at the danger that lay ahead in the Northern Edge Territories.

On the other hand, Dustine's life never been so wonderful there's always fighting and chaos everywhere he looked but because of Dawn and their kids, Solana and Kiran which means 'sunshine' and 'ray of light', they're indeed the brightest gift for them even though they preferred hiding in darkness. Darkness where they found each other's comfort and hide the identity that in reality won't ever be accepted and remain as fantasy. They were once afraid of light and always will be, but if it's the light that gave for them they will never want to hide in the darkness of pain, silence and fear. They wanted to be sought by Solana and Kiran's light forever and conquer the darkness that pushed them int

Aurora turned sharply, expecting Liam or Jessica—but froze instead as Edward himself stepped from the shadows, cold eyes fixed dangerously onto hers. “Aurora,” Edward greeted smoothly, voice chilling. “Fancy meeting you here.” Aurora stepped back instinctively, panic surging violently. “Edward. What are you doing here?” He smiled coldly, stepping closer. “You didn’t really think I wouldn’t find out, did you?” Aurora’s heart raced painfully, fear numbing her limbs. Edward leaned in dangerously close, voice low and menacing. “I warned you, Aurora. Now it seems you’ve left me no choice.”