Romans & histoires Carlisle's Wife In Twilight

"Actually, what is your relationship with Viren's wife? Why do you seem so defensive of her?" Ellen asked, and she was quite curious because she saw Bella's emotion when talking about Carissa. "Because I am Carissa." Unexpectedly, Carissa actually admitted that in front of Ellen, making Ellen look confused at Carissa. "What do you mean?" Ellen asked confusedly. "It seems our conversation is over.My answer is, I won't leave Rey if Rey doesn't ask, so try asking Rey, the man who will soon become your ex-husband," said Carissa.

On the other side of the room, Barrett Halloran was currently in the midst of fighting off a perpetual sweat. He couldn’t believe his eyes. Elena—his actual wife—was not only in attendance at one of the more exclusive events of the year but was on the arm of Killian West. “What is she doing here?” Sophia hissed under her breath. Barrett tightened his hold on Sophia, sending her a silent message to watch her tongue while his eyes never left Elena’s form. Moreover, why on earth was she with Killian West? It wasn’t as though she would have had the chance to see Killian, much less speak to him. Someone like Killian would have needed special clearance to even gain access into the Ironbound pack.

It was so thick I could almost see it—a dark, shimmering aura that made the wine glasses on the table vibrate until they shattered. The elders gasped, dropping to their knees as the sheer weight of Caleb’s power forced them down. Silas slammed his forehead against the table, groaning in pain. "You speak of 'keeping up'?" Caleb’s voice was a low growl that sounded like an animal pacing in a cage. "You speak of 'defective'?" "Alpha... please..." the woman gasped, clawing at her throat. "Isla Montgomery is the daughter of the Great Alphas of the West," Caleb stated, his voice booming through the hall. "Her blood is older than this pack. Her wolf isn't missing; it is waiting. And she is not a ro

I stood up slowly, and she looked at me. "What plan?" She asked. "I want to have Giselle," I told her. "Yes. I want to have her and her powers. I want to have what she possesses. If I can get her and make her my wife, I will own it all." "What are you talking about, Xavier?" She looked puzzled. "Giselle will never accept you. And she's married to Franklin. She'll never look your way."

King asked not removing his eyes off Elena who was already frightened by the ambience she was recieving from the two. "She is my soon to be wife" Carl declared causing everyone in the hall gasp including Elena; she wasn't aware of this arrangement and she was certain this looked like an ambush for Ciro, Carl was playing a mind game. "Your wife" King asked after recovering from the shock of hearing the news from his beloved nephew. "Yes my wife" He confirmed "You do know she is Ciro's girl" King asked taking his hot gzae back to Elena who was still shocked that Carl had announced her as his wife.

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. "

"I know, I know. It all went downhill. But you know it was all just a huge misunderstanding. We later met and talked like adults and clarified it all up. So much so, that he even allowed me to walk you down the aisle, if you want." Iris' eyes widened, "Wait, Dom is okay with it? Hold up! Are you okay with it? With walking me down the aisle?" Carlisle held her face in his icy-vampire hands and smiled through his pointy canines, "Iris, you are very important to me, and he knows that too. But our story ended without beginning, long ago. Now, it's you two that Şekileus chose for each other and I couldn't be more satisfied with handing you over to the future Alpha king of all the supernaturals. N

Carl ignored her, dismissing it as more mind tricks. Zoe could clearly tell that he wasn't buying it too and smiled faintly. "You were asking who I saw in that other wedding limousine, weren't you? Well, I don't mind telling you that I did see her face, and it was Rosalyn Jones in the flesh. She's now Eric Hammond's wife—or Mrs. Hammond, if you will." Carl's towering form wobbled clearly right then, and he leveled his dark eyes straight at her face, remembering that voice that wished them all the best…

I began opening my eyes when someone touched me gently on the shoulder. “We’re here, Mrs. Carlisle.” I jerked. Looking up, I was staring into the face of the werewolf that had followed me all the way from Hopeful. "How did you know my name?" "You're married to Forest Moon's Beta," he replied gently. "That makes you popular among our kind." But how many people knew we were married? I didn't bother asking how he knew. Rising, I joined the other passengers to file out, at the same time reaching for my phone.