Alice Cullen Novels & Stories

I said. “Seriously?” He asked. “Yeah. It’s been one drama after another. I didn’t really have a chance.” I said. “That sucks. You were definitely the one that we thought was going to go to college and finish with a brilliant degree as a doctor or lawyer or something.” He says. “I’m Luna of a werewolf pack. I don’t think I could do much better than that.” I smirked. “I guess not. You do look good. I’m glad that Alpha Ethan is taking care of you.” He says.

His eyes left mine and went to the papers, briefly glancing up at me again, “You have such a history, one would not believe that despite the power you have in you, you still endured all this suffering.” Another wave of confusion set in as my eyes darted from him to the guard, “What do you mean?” “Alicia Wilson, mate to Walter Drummond, Alpha of the bloodmoon pack. Was once a caring Luna until she started getting jealous of everything and everyone, treated the maids like shit, only to get shitted on.” “That's not me,” I growled out. He looked up from the paper to my eyes, “I know. Your life was worse than this. I expect that good people are always good to the end, but who knew that they carri

Her hand hovered over her mother's form and her eyes stung. Williams placed a hand atop hers to comfort her but she flinched, blinking back the tears. "Don't touch me." He nodded and flipped the page over. "This was junior prom. When we met." Ariel didn't remember it. She had little memories of her time before the death of Damien's parents. She stared at the picture and searched her memory of a time where she could've attended prom...or school but she stopped trying when a terrible headache clanged through her. She didn't remember a life like that. She didn't remember ever meeting Williams before the abduction. He flipped through the album, showing her more pictures of a life she didn't reme

he answered and Emma glared at him confused. "My mother Annabelle, was a painter and also friends with Luna Michel" he added and Luna Michel nodded. "Annabelle is your mother? Where is she? It's been long" she said and Caleb was confused, isn't she aware that her mother was dead? And it was also known that she and Alpha Lucas killed her mother. "She is dead," he said and Luna Michel gasped in shock. "The organization said you and Alpha Lucas killed her" he added and they were all confused, Emma stood up angrily.

She turned to her side and glanced at her daughter. "Look after the Lady. I'll be right back." Rebecca said and quickly left the room. "Where are you going, Duchess?" Zita asked her but got no response. Rebecca quickly climbed down the stairs and hurried off to where Williams was. She stood at a distance and watched Williams. Thomas had kept an apple on the thief's head while Williams aimed his arrow at him. He let go to the fetching and shot the arrow. He flew close to the man's forehead and landed on the target-the apple.

For the elite guard to grace their home meant something monumental was happening—whether a blessing or a curse, she didn't know. Jake stepped forward, bowing low as the commander approached. “Is that her?” the Kingsguard asked, his sharp eyes locking onto Calista. “Yes, Sir Braavos,” Jake replied eagerly. “Her name is Calista Caitlynn. Nineteen, a maiden, and a virgin. I am certain the Alpha will find her suitable.” Sir Braavos signaled his men, and a heavy iron box filled with gold coins was handed over to Jake in exchange for his daughter.

She figured finding the murderer would be easier if she mingled with influential people, like Enzo Vicenzo. Alice paused as a thought occurred to her. She hadn’t checked up on Collin. She hadn’t stabbed him that hard to cause severe injury. She walked to the far end of the room, where a large picture of Collin was hung on the wall. She was madly in love with him. She knew that being in love with someone who wanted nothing but her doom was crazy, but she did anyway. She texted Chiara to help her check on him. Alice sighed as she stared at her reflection in the mirror again. She really looked like a boy, and to make her appearance seem more realistic, she put on her glasses.

The Red Room is my only salvation to save me from becoming a berserk Alpha. I sit on my new chair, close my eyes, and feel the comfortable leather. This is good. Suddenly I smell vanilla and dew grass scent getting closer and stronger. I know who is about to come in, so I swiftly grab any file from my desk and pretend to read it. I see it's a cosmopolitan magazine, the cover page has a photograph of Madonna kissing some model, who is one-third of her age. I sense Ethan inside my cabin but one thing that catches not only mine, but also my wolf’s attention is,

“Let me change into something more... revealing.” Downstairs, Max and Nora were still pacifying each other when the doorbell rang. Max got up to open it. “Hi... how can I help you?” Max asked with a smile. “Is this Isis Cepheus's home?” the girl asked. Max frowned. “Yes, of course. Who are you?” “I’m Alice Fernandez, her school friend.” “Oh!” Max’s face lit up. “Do come in.” Alice entered and greeted Nora. “The school announced an impromptu summer camp, so I came to borrow something from Ice.”

Without him, they would have crushed me with their demands. “You know I don’t celebrate birthdays,” I repeat. She really looks at me, her confidence slipping just a little. “I just wanted to make it different for you,” she says softly. “We’ve been together for how many years now, Lucien?” Her question hangs in the air, unanswered. Because the truth is simple and cruel, I stand beside her every day, but my heart is still buried with a woman who never stopped owning it. Honestly, Alice is a good woman. She is kind, calm, and easy to be around. She is everything most men dream of. She is a world-class medical doctor, respected in both the werewolf and human worlds. She saves lives. She heals pe