Carlisle Cullen Books Novels & Stories

It swam across the lake, saving him and his son. The new school year seemed to be so busy. Elise went into the library by herself to look for the book, which she would need in her history class. She had to be quick so she could still attend her next class even though she would be late. She had no time to go to the library later when her classes ended because of their daily rehearsals in cheerleading. She did not notice that Kent was spying on her inside the library. He just followed her but hid himself behind a bookshelf next to the one she was checking at.

Alice didn't react, but she has a hunch that Carl was compelled by Elijah. "Carl, are you alright?" Arianne asked after seeing his uncertainty. He nodded, "I… I’m actually not sure why. It’s just a feeling. Maybe because they were gathered inside, I sensed that something was odd." He tried to dismiss the topic, but he doesn’t believe his own words either. It was odd, but he felt like he was actually informed about it. "That’s possible. It could be hunter instincts." Arianne decided to dismiss the topic as well. Carl finding out that there were vampires inside wasn’t the odd one, but the newborn vampires gathering like they were ordered to stay inside.

Juliette walked away to join the rest of the group. Helen’s cheeks flushed slightly as she glanced up at Carlisle. "So," she ventured, trying to keep her voice casual. "When we’re, you know, fully mated, will I go through that? Will I experience heat, too?" Carlisle’s eyes lit up, his expression shifting from calm to one of eager anticipation. He reached for her hand, his thumb brushing over her knuckles. "Yeah," he replied softly, his voice deepening with affection and excitement. "You will. And honestly, I can’t wait to see what that’s like. "

he says with a chuckle. Jessica slaps his arm looking at his with a scowl as Carrie and I burst out laughing. “Does it say anything about Carrie?” I ask now wanting to know what I can find out. “There is a chapter on a healing wolf, that you should read,” Carleton says pushing the book towards us. “Why is that?” Carrie asks.

She said, standing up to serve him a cup and plate. "Thank you Luna." Julius said as he chewed slowly on a cookie. Carl didn't seem interested in whatever they were discussing or eating. “Julius, haven't you seen anything yet?" "Just a minute Alpha." Julius replied. "What are you looking for in the book?" Meagan questioned. "And why does it look so old and big?" Carl let out a light chuckle. “It’s more like an historical book or should I say a guideline of the werewolves clan."

I saw wolves move in the shadows but I did not see their faces, just the way their eyes glowed with fire and their sharp fangs that they were exposing. and then I saw the one person that I could not get off of my mind— Cullen. He was standing there in the middle of the fire, tall and terrifying, and his eyes were glowing red. His hands were dripping with blood. My whole body became frozen where I stood. “Selena,” he called, his voice low and dangerous. I wanted to run, but my legs wouldn’t move. The wolves growled, the fire roared, and Cullen stepped closer with those bloody hands reaching out for me, scratching my hands and leaving behind what looked like scratches?

Miss Elsie said, pointing to a space just outside the chapel that had wild roses growing. “I'm sorry, but I don't remember you.” I told her, feeling bad that I couldn't recognize the kind woman but she just shook her head. “It's alright, dear. What can I do for you today?” “I'm looking for books, anything I can find on curses and pain affecting Werewolves. Do you have those?” “Why, yes. Of course I do. Come this way, dear.” She led me through the bookshelves to the back of the room where all the mythical books were stored.

Behind her, laughter bubbled out of Cullen, and when she turned around, what she saw was unsightly. Blood bubbled to Cullen’s mouth, dripping down his lips and chin as he laughed, deep from within his belly. His crazed eyes met her terrified ones and smiled wide. “You see?” Cullen asked. “He’s insane, but then again, aren’t we all?” Callie would argue that Cullen was the one who was insane, with his crazed laughter and his bloodthirsty eyes, but before she could speak, Vin had a hand firmly wrapped around her bicep. He spun her around so fast that she lost her balance, and he had to support her by wrapping a strong arm around her waist, pulling her even closer.

Instead, there were three thick, leather-bound books, their covers dusty and worn down at the corners. Julian reached in and carefully lifted the books out, placing them gently on the large mahogany desk. I touched the cover of the top book. The leather was a deep, dark brown, and stamped into the bottom corner in faded gold letters were the initials: C.C. "Callum Carnegie," I whispered, my voice trembling. "These are my father's journals."

Carlisle spoke lightly, although his bright irises had dimmed to a dark colour as proof of his anger. Every cold-blooded creature was promised one being to spend the rest of their long lives with. A being that fit into their puzzles like the perfect missing piece. King Carlisle being over six hundred years had lived a life that other cold-blooded creatures vowed to be hell on earth. He was without a soulmate, having killed her with his own hands in a moment of blinding rage. A moment that would forever haunt him and was the main reason why he had an eternal debt to pay; leaving himself vulnerable out in the human world, an easy target for whosoever cared.