Twilight Saga Edward Novels & Stories

Christmas was only fifteen days ahead. We had our mid terms going on and it was tough and the...on second thought I don’t want to talk about studies. It’s boring and useless. Let’s discuss something spicier for example, Edward Collin. What can I possibly say about him? I get chills all over my body just by hearing his name at times. Watching him play football, watching him study, watching him talk to other girls, watching him get into fights with other guys on field, watching him eat, watching him sleep…that’s what I basically do all the time. Just watch him if not talk to him. Hey I’m not a stalker; he is just there all the time.

Aiden POV “The Lycan Prince is here!" I heard someone yell before I pushed the door open and stepped into the council room. It was a stone building, and it looked like it was printed right out of an Elizabethan-era magazine. Did magazines even exist during that period? Fuck! That new girl was beginning to make me ask myself a lot of silly questions. It was the first thing that popped into my mind when I saw her standing in the middle of her childhood bedroom, looking so small in the middle of all that sparkle.

My excitement that she would be in my arms by tonight started to take over my senses until Edward's voice interrupted my drifting senses. "I officially hand over my daughter and firstborn, Eva Mendes, to his royal Majesty, The Supreme Lycan King of Woodland, Daniel Swarv, as his mate and Queen."

We might as well be peasants. I looked at him once and my heart almost leaped out of my chest. He was staring at me! I reflexively touched my hair. You know like the Twilight movie where Bella does it. Edward was creepy tho, I mean I crushed on him hard but Seth’s got nothing on Edward. He was just staring in that unabashed way, and then he quickly looked down into his book. I might have noticed he also rubbed his palm over his jeans. A dragon tattoo played peek-a-boo from the half-sleeves of his t-shirt.

I asked and approached the man. "When Sahira contacts you there will be something surprising. But you have to fight. My name is Edward, I am a snake person," answered Edward. His name is similar to my twin's. "Okay, thank you for your explanation." Edward then left me. And I focused on the river. I started to pay attention to the river. There was no moonlight either so it was very dark and there was almost no light. If the shining stone was visible then I would easily see it. But as far as my eye could see there was no light at all.

Lori and Jessica were still asleep, so I slipped out without having to interact with anyone and made my way across the quad toward Edward’s office. Edward let me into his office and had me lay down on the sofa. “More nightmares?” he said. I nodded and explained to him what I saw last night. Edward sighed after hearing about my encounter with the talking skeleton and Enzo and sat in his chair across from me. “Close your eyes… Good. Now I want you to repeat after me. There is no such thing as werewolves.” “There is no such thing as werewolves,” I repeated. “There is no such thing as talking skeletons,” Edward said.

The air shimmered with voices, whispers threading through the wind. “Edward?” I called, my voice echoing. “Edward, where are you?” At first, nothing. Then—footsteps. I spun, and my heart stuttered. He was there. Edward stood a few yards away, his body faintly translucent, as if made of mist and fire. The mark on his neck glowed brighter than ever, and his eyes—those same deep, storm-colored eyes—were filled with something I couldn’t name. “Kora,” he said softly.

He pinched it between his thumb and forefinger, locked eyes with her and let it fall with a soft, deliberate tap. Everett rose and stepped towards her, slowly, ever so slowly, he walked towards her, the air around him shifted again, heavier now with motion. The shadows recoiled Asif they were afraid, and a faint shimmer ran across the stone, tracing the veins of the cavern in violet light. Eden gasped softly, the space itself seemed to acknowledge him, bending and yielding in a way that made her skin tingle. She could feel the hum of power in her chest, like a pulse that wasn't her own. He reached out a steady hand and gently took Eden's in his own. Heat, steady and reassuring threaded throu

Caspian stayed three paces behind—not as a guard, but as my shadow, letting the world know that the power I wielded was entirely my own. Edward looked up, his eyes bloodshot and hollow. "Save... save me," he croaked. "I saw a dream, Sonya. In that dream I hurt you a lot. I burnt you everyday. I-I can't bear the sight of that dream. I now understand why you moved on from me. Why you stopped loving me." "But... You loved me before... the Vow... we were meant..." "We were never meant, Edward," I said, my voice cold and clear as a winter bell. "In one life, you destroyed me. In this one, you destroyed yourself. The dream you are mentioning is the hell I went through, but in this life, I won't."

He looked at his brothers who now in turn laughed out loud at them. Edward’s eyes were glowing and it’s a warning force of anger that would soon be unleashed if they would want to play games on them. He could read their minds, he knew their thoughts and it was going to be a fight. He was fixed at one of the brothers Dawin. Dawin was looking fiercely at him too. “Ed…w..rr” Carlisle tried to calm him down. “This pack here is a descendant of Crescents. And this is our territory. And what you have is one of our own.”Hook thundered. His mood swing and he was focused directly on Carisle Cullen. Carlisle withheld his moves, but Edward didn’t.