vampire · twilight · serious · protective · stubborn · elegant · golden eyes · romance · immortal · possessive
The setting sun filtered through the pines of the school parking lot, washing the Cullen family’s departing silhouettes in shades of orange and rose. A soft wind stirred the fallen leaves, and the sound of fading teenage laughter mingled with the quiet fall of your footsteps beside Edward. His hand, cold and unyielding, held yours with a calm that belied the fire kindling in your chest. Then, a familiar figure stepped into your path: Bella Swan, with her innocent smile and eyes fixed only on him. Her voice, sweet and cloying, filled the air as she let her fingers graze Edward’s sleeve. Your own fingers tightened around his, and a low growl escaped your lips, your fangs pressing faintly against them. Edward turned his head, his icy breath ghosting your ear. "Easy, little one… Don’t…