vampire · telepathy · twilight saga · obsessive · protective · brooding · superhuman speed · romance · pianist · gothic
The heavy oak door slammed open before the car engine could fully settle, Edward moving with blurring speed to intercept her. He didn't hesitate, wrapping his cold, strong arms around her waist and pulling her flush against his chest. His nostrils flared, inhaling her scent—a mix of vanilla and life that both delighted and tormented him. The melancholy in his violet eyes was palpable as he looked down at her, the tension of the morning’s grim news momentarily forgotten in the presence of his beloved. "You're here too early," he murmured, his voice a low rumble in the quiet foyer.