Carlisle Cullen Novels & Stories

Crashing against the pillar. Gasps rang out. “Caleb Reese, first son of Keagan Reese.” Councilman Henry whispered in shock. “ What in the Goddess’s name is he doing here?” Arthur didn’t wait for answers. He roared. And Pounced again.

She was the keeper of his darkest desires and the tether binding him to a destiny he could not escape. He was supposed to be preparing for Ailsa, a woman whose gentleness and strength could soothe any Highland storm. But Ailsa MacDonnell couldn’t call to him like Moira did. She couldn’t make his blood ignite with a single look or bend his will with a whispered word. “Laird MacLeod!” The call from behind jolted him back to the present. Fin turned, his piercing blue eyes locking onto the young clansman approaching with hurried steps. Callum’s expression was anxious as the rain soaked his face and cloak.

"I don't want to talk to you." "Too bad." He checked the rearview mirror, his silver-gray eyes catching the dim streetlights passing by. "You are currently homeless, mateless, and packless. You have a canvas bag of old sweaters and a broken heart. You need a solution. I am offering you one." I let out a harsh, bitter laugh. It scraped my raw throat. "You want to help me? Why? To use me as leverage against Caomh?" "Caomh Colson is a weak boy playing at being an Alpha," Cullen said, his grip tightening slightly on the steering wheel. "He just handed his entire pack over to a girl who faked a few tears. I don't need leverage against him. He will destroy himself."

The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement. Dana was not planning to stay idle throughout her stay in California so she decided to research about the CRUZ company. It was created by the Cruz couple and when Manuel died, Henry took over as the CEO. Dana had to confess that she had been hearing of the CRUZ company in the past years during her stay in Italy. Their works were distributed worldwide and sold in many different countries. Their designs were superb and so were the paintings which were made by their first son.

Mike who was now heading in their direction walked past them to go pay for the dresses they wore, while Hinata held Kelly's hand and drew her outside the shopping mall, then over to the parking slot where they hopped into their car and left in a haste… " mom"; Kazuma enunciated in shock at what he was seeing, did his mom come back to life? He asked no one in particular. He kept on yelling but there was no response, abruptly he felt pain down his lower body, which made him groan a little before looking down only to find out that his half body had been chopped off. How did this happen, what is this? He whispered in fright. The pain rapidly increased that he cried out, screaming his lungs out,

I argued. He smiled and nodded. "I'm afraid your brother isn't who you thought he was," he said. "When he learned the truth, he couldn't help but want what we had to offer." "What truth?" I asked him. He looked at me dead in the eyes. "That your grandfather isn't Otto Müller," he said. "His real name is Wilhelm Goebel. He was the European aid to Cain's father. Your grandfather was a very powerful Lycanthrope with a lot of an influence."

CALLUM Jayden, the only guy in our group who isn't afraid to speak his mind even when being stared at by three females. He is blonde like me and he has deep blue eyes, more deeper than mine that tends to change colors everytime. Sometimes I think his eyes are purple. He is a 6 feet 2 and very athletic, if you know what I mean. He isn't on the football or basket ball team in the school because he doesn't like them. But he goes to the gym a lot and he spends his time in a boxing arena during weekends. He wrestles sometimes too. He lives with his mum and his elder sister. His dad, let's just say some where in the world like my dad neglecting his duties. He changes phones too much just like tash

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

I asked. “That woman is a beauty… I tried to ask for her name but got denied completely. She’s fierce, ruthless, and doesn’t tolerate much. But, she’s powerful that I noticed,” Cullen said with a smirk, “She has an ass and a body that damn, I had a moment of lust.” “So you didn’t hear her name?” I asked. Cullen shakes his head and, with a sad smile said, “But what was curious was that her brother and her don’t look alike.”

consistently. “Kind of,” she replied, offering a small shrug. “It’s hard not to be, out here.” He chuckled softly, stepping closer but still maintaining a respectable distance. “I figured. It’s quiet, and you don’t have many around your age to talk to.” “I’ve noticed,” she replied dryly, though not unkindly. “I’m Karl,” he said, nodding slightly. “Serena,” she said, even though he already knew. Her name was no secret here. But saying it aloud felt a little like reclaiming something.