Carlisle Cullen Novels & Stories

Then, Nathan smoothly steps forward, always the picture of poise. “I’m Nathan Kingsley,” he says, extending a hand. “Fallon’s husband. Nice to meet you…” He lets the sentence dangle like bait. “Eliot Carlisle,” Eliot responds, shaking his hand with polite restraint. Nathan’s smile flickers with knowing charm. “Carlisle... as in Carlisle Pharmaceuticals?” he muses out loud, though the gleam in his eye betrays the fact he already knew. Suddenly, Ethan steps into view behind Eliot.

Thomas exclaims as he grabs his baby blue Drugs and Tears sweater from the couch and jets out the front door. Carl is frozen to his spot though, looking out the window and watching Thomas get into the passenger side of Orville’s white Volvo hatchback. Carl and the rest of the gang endearingly referred to it as the Twilight car, mainly because it was Edward Cullen’s car in the first Twilight movie. Add that as another thing to the list of things and people he may never see again should he lose the case. I can’t afford to lose this case. If I lose— All of this disappears.

Alpha Kendrik started. “It is a very joyous occasion for our family and for the pack as well since our son will now be able to find our future Luna. I would now like to welcome the birthday boy, Callan Baraed on stage” Callan ascended the steps leading up to the stage. Everybody clapped and warmly welcomed their future alpha. Callan looked hot! He was wearing a black pant-suite with a black dress shirt underneath. It made his black eyes and black hair pop more. My wolf howled with joy in my head, I took a huge breath in and could smell Callan, even from such a great distance.

Anxiously checking the time repeatedly, I am afraid Gran will go home first. “Were you dying?” I asked in a whisper. Saga laughed with amusement. A few of the other girls turned their heads. “You mostly watch vampire movies, Bara.” Saga grinned. “What do you expect? The story of the creation of the vampire version of Edward Cullen or Jasper Hale? Emmet?” I almost choked. “How do you know those names?” “My foster sister is a big fan of the Twilight series,” Saga answered embarrassed. He waved nonchalantly. “I'm not dying. I'm alive, hale and hearty.”

No am not; Isabella replied Tell me the truth mummy "Did dad get you angry? Or is me that make you angry Celine asked. Am not angry at you, am only angry at Dad nonchalance attitude.isabella replied She couldn't suppress her smile as angry as she was because of Celine Please don't be angry,she said this touching her mummy face. Silly girl, Isabella smiles Let go home now,i will bake your favourite chocolate cake for you.she increase the speed of her drive CELINE was very excited hearing this,she so much love chocolate cake, she's screaming as Isabella increased the speed of her drive,she love driving and flaunting her new drive. They arrived home and met Steve inside the parlor watching new

"Oh Millie my dear, I throw parties then when they least expect it I have them killed in brutal ways my dear. I hae rooms that are designed for any twisted games and oh my the blood causes the smell of death of each is just fueling to me. I love the games and hunt my dear. I may do the hunting however I do no get my hands dirty." Wilson is theo nly one I hae seen in this castle and he is always bringing Brian in his drinks, his cocktails and whiskeys and such even his cigars. I cook and clean other partos the castle. I wasnt' sure of where he was while Brian was locked up but I knew that he did not like me not one little bit. Which was fine because I did not like him much either. But Wilson

In the next chapters, I would only use 'Carl', because 'Sir' is only titled for those ghosts with higher status than Carl, like Sir Reynold for example. Carl is the man with a half-burned face. As Kelly's description, he has a half-handsome face.

“I choose myself first. These twins are mine. I will raise them here while I train and learn the truth about my blood. No one owns me.” Damon nodded slowly. “Then train with me. I will help you grow stronger.” Kael’s eyes darkened. “This is not over. I will return.” He shifted into his big black wolf and ran back into the woods. The pack started to leave, whispering loudly. Cassandra blinked at me, giving one hateful look at me as she left That night, after my twin pups fell asleep with Scarlett, I met Damon in the deepest woods. Moonlight lit the side of the woods where we had been together before.

With a snort, he yanked the curtain shut, blocking the grim view that irritated him so much. Unlike the Royal Convoy, however, the rest of the entourage was shocked stunned, even. After all, this was the territory of the Hero, Alpha Carlisle the man known as a beast on the battlefield, feared by both vampires and werewolves alike. For something like this to happen on his land... had he lost control again? Was his territory under attack? But then again, there were no traces of vampires anywhere. Not a single lingering scent of rogues either.

None of these men was worth giggling over, in fact now that they had Cassie, it was time they left. “Caleb.” A booming voice that reverberated round the house caught Kennedy’s attention and she turned to the foot of the stairs, where some blond giant of a man seemed to be giving Caleb a death glare. She knew she had been using the term ‘giant’ to describe these men, but this time, this man fit the description to the T. He beat Rinaldi’s 6ft4” height by at least three inches and was anything but lean; sturdy legs reminding her of tree trunks were encased in dark jeans, those biceps he had inconspicuously hidden in a grey cotton Henley shirt looked like they could crush steel, a wide chest th