Carlisle Cullen Twilight Novels & Stories

"MIRRA!!" Carrie screams as she races into the kitchen and tackles me at the knees. I laugh as I pick her up and bounce her little. Sometimes when I've been over here on the weekends, Carrie and her two older twin brothers, Tyler and Taylor, have been here, too. Carrie is barely three with long curly black hair, blue eyes, dark skin and chubby little cheeks. Tyler and Taylor are almost five. Both boys have the dark skin but Tyler has dirty-blond hair and hazel eyes while Taylor has dark brown hair and green eyes.

And I decided to change, to stop the drug lifestyle I had started and to take my life back. I opened a bookstore, which is doing quite well, I even have an assistant. It was much later that I learned who this mysterious man was. Calvin Lloyd, the alpha of the Twilight Pack. He had given me a mischievous look before holding out his hand, eyes as blue as the sky, he must have been twenty-eight years old. It was his hand that he had caressed his sex, I think I blushed when I recognized it. I didn't grab his hand and for three years now we've been fighting a cold war, me to hide the attraction I have for him, and him because he's a big jerk and nothing else. I wonder if he knows it was me that d

(Salvatore's POV) I watch as chaos unfolds before me, the ever-present twilight casting eerie shadows on the panicked faces of humans. They scurry like frightened rats, huddling together and seeking shelter from the strange phenomenon that has plagued London for weeks now. Their fear is palpable, thick in the air, and I cannot help but feel a pang of sympathy for them. They are so fragile, their lives dictated by forces they can neither comprehend nor control. Steeling myself, I delve deeper into the heart of the city, determined to uncover the truth behind this unnatural darkness. The perpetual twilight has stirred unease within me, igniting a relentless curiosity that refuses to be quenche

He was shifting his gaze frantically from the demon beside me to the car windscreen. "I will show him why my name is demon Killian, the third ranked member of the demon clan. We have to fight him with everything now. The moon is covered by clouds, and the huge trees cover the atmosphere above us. We can fight together and bring him down! That will be a huge victory for us!!" The demon man beside me, whose i just realized was Killian, said to the driver who wasn't confident enough. "He isn't just a werewolf. He is a Lycan, and not just any Lycan! The Lycan prince...

“Alex is really hot though.” “Yeah, he is really fucking hot. But if you don’t want to be with him, we can probably find you someone comparable. I have a bunch of cousins that are all warriors, and my older brothers have tons of friends too. So does Luke.” “Well, well, well, if it isn’t Hemming.” A male’s voice sounded from behind us. We both turned around to come face-to-face with a tall redhead. “Hi, Charlie,” Lucy greeted him, a big, flirty smile on her face.

I let the door click shut slowly, only to feel the blood drain from my body as my knees nearly buckled. I stood less than a foot from a zombie with its hands cupped over its mouth, muffling its barely audible wheeze. It was the old man, his coat mostly gone—only the right sleeve of his gray puffer remained. Bites and deep gashes covered his body, black veins spider-webbing around every wound. A cold hand gripped my shoulder, making me jump so hard my stomach cramped. I whipped around to see Trey silently shushing me as he pointed at the sled. One of our blankets was wrapped around the metal skates.

As I opened the door to my bathroom, my eyes went wild in shock as I saw the shadow of a naked man, sleeping in my bathtub. I shifted the cotton properly and that woke him up. When he turned, his eyes were yellow, his skin white and fangs were protruding from his mouth. Scared out of my mind, I felt light-headed. It suddenly became difficult to breathe and instead of screaming, I began losing consciousness "Shit! Bella" That was the last thing I heard while embracing darkness. """""" Leave your amazing reviews guys and I'll update one more chapter today. If you're reading Damon, sorry for the slow update. The next two chapter is in the oven and will be updated ten to eleven hours from now. B

While, one of them, the middle-aged man in the blue shirt was kneeling in front of Leona and then started to examine her. He was the one William used to call Doctor Anthony. "Actually, who is this girl?" asked the man whose hair was mostly gray. William seemed unwilling to answer. Meanwhile Ethan began to move uncomfortably on his position. If William doesn't want to answer, it means that he must take the initiative to answer the question. "Hmm... Uncle, she's Leona Russell. The new actress who will be paired with William in their upcoming film," explained Ethan to the man he called 'Uncle'.

I was certain I had not been seeing things, and I certainly was not hallucinating. How could that text message have vanished for no reason? More importantly, what did that text message mean? Could it be that the valedictorians for the past SATs scorers had not committed suicide? Instead, they were murdered? Was it really the curse of the valedictorian? Would I die tonight, too? At that thought, a chill ran down my spine. After informing the police, I started a livestream. With the words “The Valedictorian Herself” in the title, tens of thousands of people flooded into the livestream in an instant. The number kept growing steadily. I quickly reached one million concurrent viewers.

But the girl who needed those rules was dead, left behind in the damp soil of the hedge maze. I tangled my fingers deep into the crisp fabric of his black shirt, pulling him closer. A low, vibrating growl tore from the center of Cullen’s chest. His hesitation vanished. His large hands clamped down on my waist, his long fingers pressing firmly into my sides. He opened his mouth, his tongue sweeping past my lips, tasting of dark winter mint and the rich, bitter coffee he drank that morning.