Carlisle Cullen Books Novels & Stories

She’s just a cunt. I didn’t get a chance to comment or question as all too soon the bell tolls. “Stay out of trouble, Cole.” Frost and the others taunt as I hurry past Cassidy. The cantankerous redhead shot me a glare, so I shot her a wink. I laughed all the way to history. The look on her face got me through another boring lecture from Mister Weaver. I swung by my locker to trade out books before French. Two of Jane’s minions, Grace, and Milly, giggled nearby, watching me. I glanced over to see Grace’s eyes slowly slinking over me. “Looking good, Collin.” she bit at her bottom lip.

I saw the look of fear and dread on Cullen's face as he gulped once, then followed his orders. Cullen closed his eyes and tilted his head just a little. I noticed that Cullen and Calix were almost the exact same height. Both of them had such unique looks that it was like staring at something straight out of a movie, like two high-profile actors filming a scene in my house. Cullen, with his eyes closed and head tilted back, inhaled deeply. I saw the flare of his nostrils and he picked up whatever it was he was supposed to be sensing. His head tilted to the side on instinct, trying to follow the scent trail.

At first, Noura refused, but Cassie begged. The door to the room was opened from the outside, and Carlen entered the room. "It turns out that Noura is here." He smiled at his sister and mother. "Have you found the book yet?" Noura shook her head. Then Carlen looked for a book about his vampire powers and gave it to his sister. **

The kitchen was always the busiest part of the castle, the air buzzed with clattering pans and frantic chatter as the maidservants darted back and forth, preparing meals for every member of the king’s household. Elira snuck into the kitchen and curled herself on a low bench at the far end, leaning her back against a wall and pulling her knees to her chest. In her hands, she held one of Instructor Vael’s spell books, burying her nose into the words, as the whirr of the manual grinder drained out distractions.

He finished. “Okay.” Carlisle was breathing slow , he stretched forward his right hand in plead. “We are the Cullens and this is my family, we were about leaving.” Carlisle lowered his gesture. Edward was leaning forward with his teeth showing, his face was frowned. He could sense danger coming. Carlisle looked at him for a while and observed they would be in trouble in no time soon. “We may leave now…” Carlisle added.

Cullen had called Colin Andrews, the ancient vampire who lived just east of the pack's border. Colin had been semi-friendly to Cullen for the last two hundred years and had played a part in keeping the peace in the region. Colin was the oldest vampire in the United States, and nearly all others feared or respected him. Cullen had explained about scenting a youngling at the hotel. And that there was a rogue wolf pack prowling their lands.

Cullen’s face was gloomy as he said, “It seems to me that you have a death wish since you dared to kill Mr. Roosevelt.” Kayson said calmly, “You’re more foolish than I thought you were. Do you think it's good for you to build a career with the help of evil power? I guess you have been using this curse technique a lot because it’s convenient, right? Do you think this guy is helping you for nothing? Although you've had a good run in the past few years, I'm sure many of the people around you have gone through hard times, right?” Cullen looked stunned and startled. “How… How did you know that?”

“That was smart.” “It’s just the beginning,” I replied. That was only the first crack. Very soon, the entire structure would collapse. Caleb suddenly straightened. “Oh right,” he muttered before reaching inside his coat. My eyes followed his movement curiously until he pulled out an old book wrapped carefully in dark cloth. Immediately, my heartbeat quickened because I recognized the book without even trying. “The Book of Life,” I whispered. Caleb nodded slowly. Josephine’s eyes widened in shock. “You actually brought it here?”

Giselle’s POV: ‘What the hell actually happened with Riven that they are not even ready to speak about it? Even someone like Stefan avoided my question. There is the only way to find out! I need to call my only trustworthy ally in the house, Caleb Smith!’ I thought, and moved towards my room instead of the dining room. I called Caleb and waited for him to pick up the call. When he didn’t receive the call, I called him again and again. I was dying out of curiosity and that idiot wasn’t ready to receive my call at all.

Years ago, a witch cast a prophecy over me. She said I was the cursed wolf, an abomination who would bring the pack to ruin. My parents believed it completely. Locked me in the cellar that same night and left me to starve. My older sister, Sia, fought like hell to keep me alive. When the pack came for me, she stood in front of every single one of them, crying as she tried to shield me. "She's not an abomination. She's never hurt anyone." Because of those words, when the Alpha fell for her but still feared me, that so-called abomination, I volunteered for exile. Walked away from the pack forever. Before I left, I gave Sia a charm. Told her, if anyone ever laid a hand on her, just speak into i