Cullens Powers Novels & Stories

Not weak—never weak—but small compared to what filled the space now. Cullen’s face was pale. Blood stained his sleeve. His eyes were wide, terrified, shining with something that twisted painfully in my chest. “Selena,” he said again, softer. “Come back down. Please.” Please. The word brushed against me. I tried to answer. My mouth opened. But nothing came out. Not because I couldn’t speak. But because the power moved faster than thought. Light rippled outward, gentle but firm, and Cullen stumbled back, shielding his face.

He would use the last bit of his power to crush Caspian if he were to be taken down. As for Naruse Toyotomi, Cullen would not dare hate him at all. After all, he simply did not have the right to be furious at someone so extraordinary.

​It was the High Architect’s personal executioner—the Culler. ​Its armor was not made of shifting mercury, but of a matte-black obsidian that seemed to actively drink the light around it, creating a void in the air. It carried a long staff tipped with a pulsing, violet singularity that distorted the very space around it. The Culler didn’t speak, and it didn't resonate in our minds. It simply pointed the staff at the Prime Node far below us. ​In an instant, the silver shield over the city flickered once, twice, and then died.

"What did you do??!!!!We are in deep trouble now,I'm doomed!!" Curl started walking around with unease and fear, Kar got some guts but definitely whatever be the fate of Kar for that single act, he would get a fair share of it, including the “thing” who was just down there moping at them. Curl snapped his fingers "no you need to destroy that!" "Nonsense!" "Right now Kar!!! And I mean it!!" "....and if I don't??? " Curl goes into attacking modes, changing a bit in his eyes which turned deep blue sea, and his powers and energies heating up around him,his hands were heated up in flames, claws had their way out, his voice changed and he began to growl babyishly