Novel & Cerita Cullen Crest

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.

The sound of Lilith’s body colliding could be heard throughout the hall. This caused Lilith to growl menacingly at the girl, who cowered back slightly, knowing that Lilith was trained by her late father and was physically stronger than her. Brittany was the so-called queen bee of the school; Lilith didn't know why or how she got the title. Everyone feared her because she was dating the soon-to-be Alpha Oscar Barlowe, who, by the way, is the largest Douchebag on the face of the earth.

Roxanne needed time to think. She needed time for herself and away from the bustling and craziness of the pack. She found herself on a cliff and sat with her legs dangling off the edge. From the cliff's edge, she could see the pack below spread out like a hidden city cradled by the forest. Small houses clustered together, connected by winding paths that buzzed with people moving between homes, a market, and a training field. The sunlight bathed the rooftops while the dense and towering forest surrounded the entire pack, like a protective wall of green; there was no end to the forest, and that just destroyed her hopes of ever getting out of here.

"Tell me what, Mother?" Maureen's expression shifted—just slightly. The warmth didn't vanish, but something else moved beneath it, something with weight. "Oh JB, you terrible shut-in. Mooncrest is buying your clan from the Crescent. The arrangements are already in motion. Your clan—your home, Anna—will belong to Mooncrest soon. Fully, completely." For a moment, Anna simply stared, as though the words needed time to travel the distance between her ears and her understanding. "WHAAAAAT?!"

I frown looking at it. “That’s your family crest, Rosalie.” Cain states. “The Sullivan crest.” My eyes widen and I take the ring out and examine it. It has a wolf’s head etched into it with three swords behind it, one coming straight down the middle and the others crossed diagonally. “While the ring is yours, it isn’t safe for you to wear it or to let anyone but me and Cain see it.” Aeron states. “Why not?” I ask, looking up at him.

Crestfall academy was carved from basalt stone, shaped like a sphere that shot to the sky, the clouds hovering around the ends of it. Before it was a fountain, a magnificent throne made with throne with a sceptre placed on it. As the chauffeur opened the door, I came out of the car, gaping around in wonder while Carl and the chauffeur helped in carrying our luggage. This place was stunning and at the same time eerie with the scent of blood that stuck to the air like sludge. I sucked in a deep breath, enough to muster the courage inside of me while glancing at Carl who seemed to be struggling with the suitcases.

However, walking away from Nolan was not an option, not with my dad still depending on the Winston family's medical hookups. I was stuck. Half an hour later, I showed up at Skycrest Estate, right on schedule. Dragging my bruised self through the grand entrance, I felt like a total mess in my baggy hospital scrubs, standing out like a sore thumb in the glittering hall. Nolan's crew was lounging around a long table, throwing me looks that mixed pity with scorn.

I asked, hiding the fact that I didn't think of this at first. "Look, whatever differences we have, we need to keep it asi— what the hell is that?" Aiden said as he glanced at the corner of the cell close to Rowena. We both walked towards there and I let Aiden pick up what he had seen. "What's that?" I asked. Aiden raised his hands as he showed me a crest, a crest that I was very well familiar with.

With a brand new crest engraved on the lid a stylized V intertwined with an R. Eli stopped. “Cove… what is that?

Even the hound at his feet wore a collar embroidered with the realm’s crest—a subtle but potent reminder that every creature under Destiny’s rule was prepared to defend her legacy. Doctor Gilead and Tabitha, the healers of the realm, wore similar royal blues with a distinct medical emblem displayed proudly on their right shoulders. Over their hearts lay the decussate sigil—the sacred X-shaped crest, symbolizing the crossing of paths, the interweaving of fate, and the rebirth of the Realm under a new royal lineage. It was more than a symbol—it was a vow. The room held its breath. Destiny moved one finger.