Romans & histoires Invincible Peter Cullen

This proves the omnipotent power of money, so the police chief and Michael clearly understand that everything needs money first to make it easier. Society is increasingly developing, people's needs are increasingly higher and that is the reason why a gentle and kind person becomes deceitful and cruel just because of external material things. - Goodbye. – Michael raised his hand to say goodbye. - Goodbye. When the footsteps of the captain of the special criminal police team disappeared behind the large ornamental pots, Peter called everyone in the group into the room to discuss plans and prepare the necessary things. On the night thirty years ago, Peter and his teammates destroyed a vampire w

But she was getting so good at it. Peter, Rowan, Cynthia and I stood and watched as she fought with Alec— her new bodyguard. Of course, I needed to get someone to replace Caleb, and Alec seemed just perfect. He was a very good fighter, efficient, reliable, and he seemed very loyal, and I hoped he truly was.

"My own people. I trusted them. I healed their children. And they set me up to be destroyed." "They tried to destroy you," Cullen corrected, his thumbs brushing firmly over my knuckles. "But they failed. You are sitting here wearing my crest. You are stronger now than they ever anticipated." "Who did it?" I asked, my voice cracking. A fierce, burning anger began to rise from the ashes of my shock. My wolf paced frantically in the front of my mind, demanding blood. "Who gave the order, Cullen?" "We are going to find out," Cullen promised, his voice a low, lethal rumble. "If it was an Elder, we will expose them to the Continental Council and watch them be stripped of their rank. If it was a co

Come take a look! The police were ready to make a move by now. They motioned at Evan to back off. When the door flung open, they pinned Peter to the floor and put him in handcuffs. They yelled at him, "Do not move! Stay still!" Caught by surprise, Peter started to fight them when he realized what happened. He cursed at them and Evan. Just like before, Evan stood by the side, looking arrogant and spirited, as if nothing could break his confidence. Peter did not stop yelling and cursing when he was brought away. "I can't believe you're a playboy—wanting both Corinne and Cecilia! It's fine, though. I killed both of them and handed them to you! Hahaha! Are you satisfied now?"

The man had barely managed to escape before Soren destroyed his kneecaps. The man, Cullen Reich, placed a hand on his chest in mock offense. “You wound me, darling,” he mocked. “We’ve met before, haven’t we?” Callie’s eyes zoned in on his fingers. They looked normal, no hint of the trauma Vin caused with his pliers. She almost gagged at the memory. Cullen uncrossed his legs and leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees with his hands clasped together. “I don’t want anything from you, perse, but you are the key to bringing down my enemy,” he continued with a smirk. “Everything he has will be mine. Including you, of course.”

"What do you mean No? The fate of this lab lies in your hands. You literally have one job and that's to get those two brats back here… like seriously Cassandra, why's that hard… " "Peter… " she follows peter who starts leaving the lab, taking off his coat. "I was outnumbered okay? Look, I thought this was going to be easier, I swear, but I didn't expect that they'd be.. " "Outnumbered? Cassandra you know what you are. You're practically non human. You can defeat an army of werewolves.. " "Is that what you think peter. I'm immortal… I'm not Hercules okay? And I list all my weapons so I'm practically useless."

Demetri had taken him stateside straight to Caleb Cullen's home after Pietro had headed off to begin his mission. He'd heard of Cullen before, though he hadn't met him. The sheer power oozing from the towering Ancient had been impressive, the way his golden brown eyes had bored into his soul intimidating even to one as confident as Mac. The Guardian had been equally as impressive, with flaming auburn hair and age oozing from his skin. His glowing lavender eyes were piercing as he too dug deep within Mac's soul.

Peter hissed. “I need you to distract him. I have to go to my brother’s old apartment.” “I believe you’ve LOST YOUR MIND!” Peter whisper-yelled. “You want me to distract a 6’4” giant? Should I just strip and pole dance?” “I don’t know how you’re gonna do it, but you have to,” Julian pleaded. “Of course not! I’m not doing it!” Julian put on his best pouting face. “Oh, Peter… you don’t have a choice. My sugar daddy is in the mafia.”

And if she had his Claire, he did not know if he would ever see her again. “Dad,” Reed began, but his mother grabbed his wrist and hissed for him to be quiet; he obeyed, despite not wanting to. Peter’s strong chest was heaving up and down as he attempted to hold back his rage. His eyes were no longer his usual dark brown, but a deep gold. He wanted to kill Colin. But he couldn’t, not if he wanted to have the hybrid on his lands and loyal to his pack. “How exactly am I not protecting my pack?” he snapped.

"You were passing our information to our enemies; don't you think this mistake is too serious to be forgiven, Peter?" Peter's voice cracked. "I... I was helpless. Those people threatened to kill my family and sell my daughter to a brothel." Max's voice dripped with malice. "Jenna, 25 years old, beautiful. Can I make her my slave?" Dominic's gaze never wavered from Peter. "Do whatever you want with her, Max." Then, his attention snapped back to Peter. "I won't leave you unpunished."