Cullen Crest Novels & Stories

I would have never imagined before now that I would step foot in the Vale, which is the home of top-tier individuals. The idea of Crests began thousands of years ago after all supernaturals united under the umbrella of Solantis at the end of the great war. That's as far as my knowledge of our history went, but at least, I've painted a clear picture of the life I've lived for you.

And pinned to the lapel was a crest she’d never seen before. Half a crown. Half a dagger.

The room was lit up with yellow lights which looked like lamps. After surveying the whole room, my eyes landed on my uniform laid on the turquoise mattress. I carefully picked the clothes. The clothes consisted of skinny light blue jeans and a turquoise blue shirt with only a word "Alium" written in red, where normally a side pocket is situated. I was amazed, all the other school I had been to had hideous uniforms with skirts for girls and shorts for boys. Then there was an another piece of my uniform. They were a pair of black gloves, I was surprised to see them.

says James walking towards the man for a final punch. But James's fist stays in midair. A heavy metal cranks on his helmet. An excruciating pain originates in his left brain instantaneously. His vision gets blurry. "James!" Alicia cries out loud. James turns back with his blurry vision. He could only make out that the cart's driver was standing a step away from him. Before James could part the distance to put a punch, a metal rod swings in the air. The heavy impact of metal on James's helmet makes it fly in the air. The helmet falls to the ground and rolls forward to finally stop on its side. The eye-revealing helmet has Christ's cross symbol on its oval head. The cross symbol is now lateral

"At some function Margaux dragged us into the city. There was a driver. I only remember because Julian made some comment about the crest stitched into the seats." She swallowed."Margaux told him not to ask about it.""And you didn't?""I didn't." Her fingers tightened around the glove. "I told myself it wasn't my business." "What crest?" I asked. Corinne held the glove out. There, near the cuff, was a small embroidered mark. Dark thread against dark leather. Easy to miss if you weren't looking for it."A wing."Nobody spoke. Corinne's eyes moved from the symbol to Sienna. "A single wing. I remember thinking it was strange because it wasn't the Vale family crest. Wraithmoor has always used two."

On the day of the celebration, banners embroidered with the Stewart family crest were hung on the interior walls of the newly renovated castle. The crest was a silver shield with bands on either side, symbolising the title of Baron, with a flying dragon above, symbolising the dragon vein and bloodline, and a long sword and staff crossed underneath, symbolising the family's production of a Knight of the Fifth Class and a Mage of the Fifth Class. At the bottom was a thorn bush, symbolising the family's battles for the kingdom. On one side of the wide square, the original parade platform had been repainted and decorated with flowers as a ceremonial platform, and on the back hung a huge banner e

Crest then was out of her stance and nodded at me as she approached the two. "Hey, um, Nora right? How about talk this over inside?" She signaled me to accept the two for entering the borderline. And I agreed. I don't smell any bad aura from them. Nora swallowed nervously and shyly said to Crest,"I'm not sure, I don't mean to intrude." "Nonsense, you're Cromwel's mate. We all know about mate's destiny, right? Now come along and follow us. How about you, Sirila? Would you like some milk?" Crest's voice became softer as she grabbed both Nora and Sirila's hand.

I just hold up my phone and show him the single-time-use access code that Clyde sent last night, sealed by a black crest: a mountain peak under a silver moon. The guard’s face goes pale. He scans it with his own device, and it chimes as the gate unlocks. He steps back, his eyes full of fear. “Clear passage. Safe travels… Luna Coralina.” The gates swing open. The manor is ten minutes outside the border, nestled in the dark pines that belong to no pack, a neutral zone. It is elegant and formidable, built of dark stone. Above the monumental doors hangs the Nightfall Crest: a mountain peak under a sliver of moon.

I looked. Selene. The crest is the Draeven family crest. The OLD version. The one retired the day Kael was crowned. Whoever has been writing to me has access to a seal that was retired nine years ago and was held by exactly two people on the continent. One was Kael's father. He is dead. The other was Kael's brother. Who is also dead. Allegedly. I do not know what to do with this. I am telling you because you have to know it. Show it to Kael. Or do not. Whichever you decide.

"Mother cannot enforce her might as the leader of the underworld without her crest, her confidant wants you to bring the crest to the underworld." "When?" Ruben looked like he was prepared to go at the moment. "When we find it. Mother is highly secretive and careful with the crest, I have no idea where it could be." Luuk said in contemplation. Ruben smirked. He had seen the crest once, when he got ambushed on their trip to the United States, Tess had saved him like a princess donning a shiny crown. They made love after and she had placed the crest on the table while he took off her clothes. While they were packing, he saw her place the crest in a safe which she placed in her luggage. "The s