Why Did Carlisle Turn Edward Novels & Stories

After a few moments of silence, Xavier reached for the scroll, and Kailani spoke. “Edward is gone. He left the castle and has gone to confront Elliott,” she told them. Xavier’s eyes widen in alarm at what she said, and she quickly scans through the words written on the scroll. Then he looked up at her. “He plans to go against Elliott alone.” He spoke with a hollow voice. “I had counted his unusual lateness for the meeting today as nothing but a delay, but now I know why.” “There’s no way he can go against Elliott and his army alone and survive.” Sir Valerio pointed this out.

Margaret felt both horrified and convinced. "The real problem is the will," Dave went on, his gaze growing sharper. "Edward knew the truth about Giles long ago. He wouldn't have left anything for you two." Margaret tensed. "Then what do we do?" Dave wrapped an arm around her shoulders, his tone chillingly steady. "After the announcement in his hospital room, Edward kept Caesar behind. If Caesar dies, no one will know whether Edward changed the will or not." A cold, mirthless smile curved at his lips.

Elinor also spoke: "Edward, my father and I were really anxious just now, and I apologize to you." When Edward heard this, his brows couldn't help frowning. He had some doubts in his heart, he was planning to set fire to him and burn him to death, why did he suddenly change his attitude. Could it be that Adam Elliot just came over? Edward thought secretly in his heart, he didn't dare to be sure. However, he knew very well that if he fought Jericho and them to the end, the final result might be to force Jericho's family to set fire.

You'll see the world that you've built together burn before you. He whirled to stand, confronting Lila, his voice firm. "Get Cassie back here. She won't get far." She hesitated for a moment, her sorrow etching her pale face, and nodded dully, disappearing fast into the blackness outside. Edward knelt beside me, his eyes dark with malice. "Prepare yourself, Jeffery. You are going to see the value in your misguided trust." I was surrounded by darkness afterward, then Edward's cold laughter ringing brutally into nothingness.

Breaking the silence, Carlisle spoke in a low, gentle voice, filling his car with tension that is an unsteady mix of hoping to come closer, and the fear that the boundary between us has gone much bigger than before. “I know I am too much, following you around, but princess, I-” stopping his own words, his pause caught my attention, but I refused to look at him and just stared outside the window, keeping my eyes on the dim streets. “-we miss you.” Hearing the words he spoke nearly made my breath hitch. We? I know Erwin definitely is looking for me, but him? My heart clenches at the cruel thought that maybe…just maybe, Carlisle is looking for me because he still needed a mother for his son, a

"Read the note to me." Edmund cleared his throat. "It says, 'Your Majesty, I received your summons and I am currently enroute to the castle as commanded, but I am with guests and would want them greatly cared for. Do not overthink.' After which, he signed, Sire." Alexander laughed and continued on the journey to the courtroom. Carlisle was with a guest, but it wasn't his affianced, he was perfectly certain. And he was asked not to overthink? He smirked. How could he not when he had been asked not to. "Edmund, prepare for Carlisle's guests."

Dinner the next evening was worse. Carl had returned, dressed in black that made his eyes glow like amber. He was magnetic — every gesture slow and deliberate, every word dipped in charm. Father adored him. Even the staff seemed enthralled. He spoke of his late brother with careful sorrow, of rebuilding with grace, of “keeping the legacy intact.” But when he turned to me, his tone changed — lower, more personal. “I understand why Edward wanted you by his side,” he said quietly. “You belong in a place of power, Miss Aria.”

Carl instructed and hung up the call. "What the heck happened to you Edwardo,I fucking need to get you killed by my own hands,you need to pay the price for the death of Kevin. Carl thought as he dropped his phone to the bed angrily. He did not know why he was angry probably because his attack and revenge on Edwardo would have to be delayed he thought.

"This is exactly his fight. Because everything you are, Caisen... everything you think you've become? You're still the boy who needed someone to save him. And he—" Edward pressed the gun harder to Caelen's head. "You became his saviour, didn't you?" I stepped forward again. One more inch. Edward's eyes flicked. "One more step and I blow his fucking brains out." That's when I saw it. Caelen's eyes—they were wet, terrified... but calculating. He blinked twice.

Steven said mockingly. Edward only smiled slightly. "Well, at least you don't have to see a coward like you." "Coward?" Steven chuckled, his tone full of contempt. "You didn't misspeak? That sentence suits you better." "That's right, baby." Another voice suddenly rang out. Elizabeth came over to them, wrapping her arms around Steven. "If he weren't a coward, he wouldn't have left. He only ran away after realizing that he had lost the game." "Game?" Edward chuckled, unable to believe what he had just heard. "So, you think this whole thing is just a game? Well then, congratulations. You've won this game with nothing to show for it."