Cullen Inquisition Novels & Stories

"It has to be. Cullen had access to the convoy's logistical plans and the route's encryption keys." "But Cullen passed his loyalty tests." Harper argued. "Tests can be circumvented," Killian snarled. "Trust cannot be feigned." Elena crossed her arms. "So Liam isn't the only traitor, perhaps. Killian turned to her then, smiling cryptically. "I want Cullen found. Alive," he ordered. Harper nodded and left. Elena and Killian were alone together. The beep rang back and forth between them. "This war is eating us from the inside," she whispered.

She is nervous about something. I mind link Austin to have everyone stay behind me. I push out my aura, forcing Ceraline to kneel. “Tell me the truth Ceraline. Why are you trying to find out about what we are going to discuss?” I can feel her trying not to fight telling me the truth, but I already know she will have no other choice. I calmly putting my hands together in front of me and stare at her until she cracks. I see her gritting her teeth but finally she relents, “I wanted to find out so I could report it to Alpha Cullen.”

Collen shrugged. Raven ignored him, glancing out at the sunlit street beyond their mother’s porch. “Where were you, Cullen? In the week after?” he asked abruptly, shifting the conversation to something that had gnawed at him these while. “If it wasn’t you at my house, then where the hell were you?” Cullen leaned against the wall, hands in his pockets, his casual demeanor laced with a touch of irritation. “Far, far away. I was at the mountainside with my crew, digging up an ancient well. It’s been buried under rock slides for decades.”

It’s almost a year since he presented. "Who is he? Do we know him or her"? Stephen was serious this time. "Yes we do know. And he found out recently too. It’s Cullen and Jacob. Zee and Saint's sons". I said and Stephen nodded his head. And then. "Whattttt. Double mate"? He was surprised and I chuckled. Honestly I was surprised too. And I found it weird too. But Dad told me it’s normal. "Yes. He has two mates". And since they are Vampires, it would be the first in their history. And one more thing. They are blood related brothers....

Colleen asked impatiently, one foot already outside the room. “Sure.” Eight minutes was spent in Camilla's study, the crime scene, with neither of them knowing anything about how evidence was going to be collated. After all, they didn’t kill Camilla Lourdes. Someone else did. Someone who had a gun, a big one at that. And neither Colleen nor Liz had even seen a pistol in real life. Liz thought she had it figured out and Colleen followed her best friend, the one and only person she could count on in her life.

The steady rhythm of her heart, the distant hum of the house, the faint creak of floorboards beneath her bare feet—all of it stuttered to a halt. The room around her, once familiar, now felt like a stage lit by dying candles: heavy velvet drapes swallowing the moonlight, dust motes suspended in amber beams, the faint metallic tang of old blood lingering on the tongue though none had been spilled. She still clung to questions meant for her parents truths they had buried beneath decades of silence. What exact transgression had summoned this entity? What debt of blood and bone had they incurred that now demanded repayment from their daughter’s flesh? Without those answers, how could she weigh t

She thoughts. "I will find another way to know about the mysterious billionaire, and eventually expose him." “Fine,” she said to the lady. “I accept.” “Very well. Security will arrive shortly.” The line went dead, and Elena grabbed her coat, slipped on low heels and waited. Minutes later the door clicked open. Two men in black suits stepped inside with masks on their faces. “Miss Quinn,” one said. “Come with us.” “On whose orders, please?” she asked, voice steadier than she felt.

At eight exactly, we were on our way to the first class. Masses of students in the Ultara uniforms stood in front of the entrance hall. They clustered around the foyer and up the main staircase. All of them seemed to float in and out. I almost got dizzy with these crowds. "Have you seen her?" Cammie asked me. "No." "Me neither." "She must be around somewhere," I said. "Oh, you can smell her?" Cammie asked, raising an eyebrow at me with a mocking smile. I shot her a look. But then just out of thin air, we got a glimpse of a familiar figure emerged from the crowd.