Edward Anthony Cullen

@masochistxlion

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"Hello, I'm Edward Cullen. You must be Kala."

Kala looked at the stranger when he introduced himself and she was a bit confused as to how he knew her.

"Yes that is it. How do you know who I am?" asked him softly.

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“Hmm,” he said in an interested tone. Illinois was were he was from, but from a much later time. He was from Chicago in fact. “I’ve been to Illinois, mostly around Chicago though.” His phone rang, making him sigh. He pulled it out of his pocket to see it was Alice. Edward answered it putting it to his ear. His sister was rambling at him. She was mad because she saw in a vision he met a girl and hadn’t brought her home to meet the rest of them. He groaned into the phone before hanging it up and sticking it back into his pocket. “Looks like a change of plan, I guess I am needed back at the house. Do you mind? I’m sure Esme will cook for you.”

“Really?” she said arching a brow when he said that he had been there. Before she could say anything else she heard his phone ring and watched as he took the call. He was listening and she heard what he said and nodded when he said he would take her back to his place for dinner.

“That sounds good and I would like that.” she said as she pushed her hair back. “Do you live far from here?” she asked him.

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“No, not far. Though, we have to back track a little,” he said turning the car around and drove in the opposite direction. Not even five minutes later he turned off the highway on to a small road in between vast amounts of forest. It was a few minutes before the Cullen house came into view. It was very large and modern. “Sorry, about the inconvenience. My sister Alice said it was important that I be home.” He parked the car in front of the garage.

"You must be, Mars," Edward said in a velvet voice. "I'm Edward Cullen. I understand Emmett has been an ass as usual trying to set us up in a blind date."

Mars look up from her laptop and pulled her earphones out of her ear, “…Cullen? As in Bella’s ex?” She asked pulling back her dyed dark blue hair back. “I am Mars and the tall shit is a pain in the ass isn’t he?”

“We have to be careful though, Alistair is suspicious of people naturally because he doesn’t like to be around them much,” Edward warned her. “The only person he can seem to stand is Carlisle.”

“…Well that’s a good point.” Mars mutter placing a finger under her chin and pace a bit before snapped her finger. “Got anyone that can fit for her if that won’t work?”

“Hmm, I’m not sure,” Edward said thoughtfully. “Though Carlisle might have some friends he’d be willing to hook up on a blind date with her.”

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I blushed at his statement even more and bit my lip gently. “Ok.” was all I could say. He definitely left me befuddled at times. I gladly took the Tylenol and smiled “And no you didn’t hurt me, not in a bad way.” I teased “I like it like that. I like being submissive.” I said seriously, it was different, but I never felt more myself in such a long time. “You are perfect for me.” I got up and wrapped my arms around him, and then my stomach growled. “Oops.” I giggled “I think I’m hungry.” I then slowly started to put some clothes on.

“Yes, you are perfect for me as well, that is why we are mates Bella,” Edward said with a soft smile, but then chuckled when he heard her stomach growl. “Feeding time for the human?” He scooped her up and carried her to the kitchen.

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Bella looked over to Edward as he drove. She smiled too when he mentioned how much Alice and Esme loved her. It made her feel special when he told her she loved her as her own. “Really Edward?” She asked trying not to sound so surprised. “I never felt that. Mothers love- I always player mother to Renee.”

“Really, she is almost as protective of you as I am, though you may not notice it,” Edward told her with a fond smile. “When we left Forks for that period. Only two people argued against it... Esme and Alice. I should have listened to them then. I made such a big mistake in leaving. I will never leave your side again.” He turned off the highway and drove down a road with thick forest on either side. They were close to his home.

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She didn’t know if Edward would kis her back and she smiled against his lips when he did, returning it with another one of her own.

“Sorry hope you didn’t mind that.” she said looking up at him. masochistxlion

“No, not at all. Surprising yes, but I like it,” Edward said chuckling in his velvet voice. “I wasn’t aware that you harbored amorous feelings for me.”

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Let’s behave ourselves,

shall we?

There are ladies p r e s e n t.

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At his words, I did just that, I came so hard it surprised me. I convulsed and shook in the most intense pleasure I had ever felt. I held him close to be, biting his neck gently, my legs wrapped around him. “Mmmmm.” I moaned, though it was muffled by his shoulder. I tugged at his hair and then kissed him as I rode out my orgasm.

After a few moments, I took the time to catch my breath, I was sweaty and panting. My skin flushed, but I had this sense of satisfaction. I then grinned like an idiot “Damn Cullen…You’ve got it going on.” I winked and kissed him lovingly. “Thank you..” I whispered “For giving that to me, for sharing that.”

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I giggled and held him close to me, kissing his forehead. “I love you so much, you mean everything to me. And I’m glad we can have this together. And I love your dominant side, for sure.” I grinned and then moved, wincing slightly as I stretched. I felt a few bones crack, but it wasn’t painful. “I must have been using a lot of muscles I wasn’t used too.” I said blushing and covering myself up with the sheets, feeling a little ashamed of my nakedness.

“I hope I didn’t hurt you,” Edward sighed and grabbed Bella’s wrist as she pulled the sheets up over herself. “Perhaps, I should get you some Tylenol... and don’t ever be ashamed of your body Bella. You are so beautiful. I wish you could see what I see. “ He cupped her cheek and looked into her eyes.

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1929 - Closed

Michael walks down the dank grey streets of some nameless city that hadn’t held his interest when it was being erected or while it stood now. He was having a trouble adjusting to the end of an era on Earth. A war had just ended, but Michael knew better than most another was on the rise. As he passed a news stand, his eyes glanced over a picture of a kindly looking man waving to an adoring public as he was being given some honor. Politics were never an interest of Michael’s. He missed severely the times when it was one ruler who held a firm hand and led his people to victory. The fallacy of humans always ruined such men, Michael thought bitterly, and this new one would be no different.

The stench of blood catches Michael’s nose and he jogs across the street to an alleyway notorious for it’s drug dealings. There’s no body or blood on the ground, but Michael’s better than most at knowing when a murder has occurred. He chuckles to himself at the thought and continues along his path. These days were rife with blood and death, the times changing in a nosedive for more of both.

Ever the first to praise humanity, however, Michael glanced down at his body and allows for a moment of adoration towards the clothing of this era. The click of heels, crisp sleeves of a suit jacket and glimmering cufflinks. He had so enjoyed the pre-industrialized cotton fabrics and leather, heavy and hand made, but this was swell too.

His gait, even in a human body, tilts for the empty weight of his sword ever at his hip and his fingers twitch towards the left where his shield and lance usually hung. It’s been too long since he was called on for battle. The last fun he had was the St. Valentine’s Day massacre, and that had been weeks ago. Too much happened in too little time for Michael to feel swept up by days or months or years. It all moves too slowly for him.

A rush of air passes him by, and his eyes flicker up to the muddied soul of an oncoming man. Man might have been an overstretch, on second glance, Michael muses, looking him over. The smell of blood was on him again and the look of the creature was not of a human soul. Not anymore.

A mark on his once human soul can still tell Michael that this was no harmless passerby. None like those Michael usually delighted in smiting slowly, but certainly one who could do damage.

Michael narrows his eyes in thought, stopping in his tracks and staring down the boy from across several yards of sidewalk. He considers sending him on from this life, but it’s not any of his business to deal with monsters, no matter how human they used to be, or how many people they’d killed. It’s just survival and natural selection to a creature such as this, though there may be options. Michael never was one to get in the way of a design still unfolding.

He shakes himself out of the stare he’d been unconsciously fixing on the young man and starts towards him again, staying alert and allowing it to show in his vessel in case the boy wanted a fight.

Edward listened to all of the thoughts of the people gathered in the theater. Only one seemed to stick out. A man sitting three seats in and two rows down from him. Not hours ago, did he murder his wife in a rage because she hadn’t had his dinner on the table fast enough. He had been raised that women took on certain roles in a marriage, but hitting or killing a woman was just ridiculous. It went against everything that men stood for according to him. Women were majestic creatures and ought to be treated as such.

The man stumbled out of the theater in the middle of the show and he followed. He’d make an okay meal. The man had unkempt hair and was unshaven. Edward scanned his thoughts and memories. He was truly a twisted man. He turned down an alley following the man. When the were far enough from prying eyes and ears Edward had blurred in front of him. His icy hand clamped his mouth shut to muffle his screams. He hesitated for a split second before lunging at his neck.

The hot, salty blood gushed into his wanting mouth and he lapped every drop of it up. With each drink from his neck the man grew limp. Edward had sucked him dry before letting him fall to the pavement with a small thump. He looked at the man he just killed. He felt a pang of remorse for killing him, but he had deserved it hadn’t he? He killed his wife after all. When these thoughts often ran across his mind he wished he had Carlisle to talk to, but he had chosen to rebel against Carlisle’s lifestyle. It wasn’t all he thought it would be. Edward found out that playing hero wasn’t the easiest job and in a lot of ways he was just as villainous as the people he hunted.

He stiffened as he felt another presence in the alley. Edward hadn’t heard their thoughts, which was unnerving and alarming. He flitted down the alley into the darkness and watched him from afar. It seemed as if the man were examining the body. Would he go to the police? Edward would have to flee. His crimson eyes remained trained on the man.

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Krystal growled shaking herself off “please do not make me go to kyuu to settle this. Look I do not want to become her I told you that.” Krystal climbed a tree to dry off with no intention of coming down anytime soon. She settled herself for a nap letting the Cullen’s handle it.

“Carlisle, she is scared and won’t come down until they leave,” Edward told him. “I can heard all her thoughts. Her thoughts are all over like a newborns.”

Carlisle looked thoughtful about this. Esme looked up at the tree and gave the girl a sorrowful glace, feeling bad for her. It was a minute before Carlisle spoke again.

“My family and I will care for her, teach her are ways. We take full responsiblity for her actions. If you will allow her to pass threw and stay on our land without breaking the treaty or being harmed. Are these terms exceptionable?” he asked the big black wolf standing at the front of the pack. The wolf snorted at Carlisle.

“He said, he finds the terms acceptable, but if she gets out of hand he’ll becoming for you first,” Edward said translating, making Esme wince at the thought of the wolves attacking her beloved.

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“Just remember, she’ll hold this Against you f o r e v e r!”

Well, if she’s not too full of hate for Claire For telling him in the first place. Whatever. At least the showdown will be amusing.

Shit! She was right! Stupid dog lover! He growled and paced. She had no idea how this felt for him. In his mind Renesmee was still a little girl because technically she should be. In only a few years time she because of age. A pained whine came from Edward. He pulled out his cellphone and called home. Asking to talk to Esme or Carlisle, knowing that either of them would offer him words of comfort and advice. When he hung up he was still a little upset and gripped his phone to tightly and crushed it.

"Left?" Edward said confused. He moved to the angel, it hurt to her cry like that. He pulled out a hankerchief, not that he needed one. "May I?" He asked to wipe away her tears.

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Melody nodded as she looked up at him, her usually brown eyes glowing bright blue. She was usually very good at controlling her Grace, but it was difficult when she experienced strong emotions.

Edward moved towards her cautiously. With his icy fingers he gently dabbed away her tears with his hankerchief. “I apologize, I didn’t mean to make you upset. You can imagine how difficult everything has been for me. I am sure that heavenly creatures such as yourself go through something similar?”

"You must be, Mars," Edward said in a velvet voice. "I'm Edward Cullen. I understand Emmett has been an ass as usual trying to set us up in a blind date."

Mars look up from her laptop and pulled her earphones out of her ear, “…Cullen? As in Bella’s ex?” She asked pulling back her dyed dark blue hair back. “I am Mars and the tall shit is a pain in the ass isn’t he?”

“Hmm… I have someone in mind, but granted she would have to be extremely opened minded and patient,” Edward said chuckling. “But, Carlisle’s friend Alistair seems to fit that description. He is of our kind, but is a nomad unlike us.”

Mars think for a moment nod with a hum, “That sound like someone that can fit Cathy but how about we asked the others. It be between us! We’ll set a date up like what they did with us since it’s successful.” She winked at him with a large smile on her face.

“We have to be careful though, Alistair is suspicious of people naturally because he doesn’t like to be around them much,” Edward warned her. “The only person he can seem to stand is Carlisle.”

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