Twilight Carlisle Cullen Novels & Stories

"Please don't start with your pervert talks and let's." Willow smiled the more and he continued. "You know what I like about your lovely dark hair? You are always putting it in a ponytail and that is meant for yanking from behind—during fucking and....." Willow went on and on until they arrived at Aurora home, he stopped beside the white SUV. Aurora was out of the car once the car stop, her face as red as tomatoes. Willow came down still smiling like an idiot. A white Benz stopped next to Willow's car and Henry, Lucia, Kate and Lillian came down from the car.

Carl discretely insults Adrian by purposely pretending to forget his name. "Crown Prince Adrian Von Wilczek of the European Lunensevain Snowlands," Adrian introduces himself. "Right, right. Do you mind if I speak with my sister? I prefer doing business with familiar faces." Carl demands with a dismissive tone that has Adrian's jaw twitch. "Beatrice." Adrian's hand gestures forward. I execute his command like a diligent soldier. Caroline and Liam stand one step behind Carl, while my parents stand with Jessie on the steps to the packhouse. Their eyes also carefully watched my every move, seeking a plea sign of any kind that would justify a forced rescue.

Dalton’s mother said softly, almost comfortingly. Gulping, I simply nodded at her, about to stand up until Dalton’s father spoke, stopping me. “One last thing, Cassandra… the person who kidnapped you has done something to that room you’re being kept in and I think its silver but don’t worry! Since you’re a primordial werewolf, you won’t be affected by silver. I don’t know if you’ve noticed yet. Both you and Lucas are not affected by it. When you wake up there, I want you to pretend like you’re feeling weak.” He said in a serious tone of voice.

More commanding. “You…” she whispered, heart racing. “You look just like Carlos.” “I’m Carl Thorn,” he said flatly. “His older twin brother.” Riley’s mind spun. She tried to stand, but dizziness hit her hard. Carl moved fast, crossing the room in two strides and catching her arm to steady her. The moment his skin touched hers, a spark shot through her body. She hated how good it felt. “Let go of me,” she snapped, pulling her arm away even though her body wanted to lean closer.

"Still here? How are your assignments? Already completed?" "Not yet ..." she muttered languidly. How could it be finished? Her mind was confused about the two people who had not given her any news until now. After all, since when was Karl already in the library? She had not noticed Karl's presence at all. She knew very well. Could it be that this man possessed the ability to run fast like Edward Cullen? Ah, wait. Edward Cullen in Twilight was a vampire. It would make much more sense if Bianca could run like lightning. Could it be that she did not realize it?

I—" "Shut up. I am not done! You just made the terrible mistake of putting a face behind your name. Mark this, you should run far and wide, witch, 'cause the day you stand before me and breathe the same air that I breathe is the same day you draw your last breath! And that is a promise, Isidora of the Twilight Flame, and it would not be so if I am not Dane Polemus, son of Zeus!" I said through gritted teeth shaking with rage. The witch studied me for about a second and then the mirage was gone. Without as much as a glance at the others, I turned and started to retrace my steps back to where we left the carriage. No one made a sound.

Toward her direction. And she knew who it was. She smelled him. Pine and hot smoke and wild roses…. And something dangerous and strong underneath it. Her nemesis. The lycan prince. Her hands shook as the luring scent of him settled into her chest. Aeryl’s head went heavy with the shock of the moment. But she would never let wild emotions pin her still. And with quick blinks and words of encouragement in her head and the realization that she'd been seen, Aeryl turned the donkey around and bolted into the darkness, shock burning her.

“Well, it isn’t new. I’ve been waiting for her obsession with me to stop, for years, and it just… isn’t. I thought if I brought you here, she’d finally realise nothing was ever going to happen between us.” “Wait.” I frowned. “But isn’t she…” “My sister? Not technically.” He dug the toe of his boot into the rug. “I’m adopted. It’s a grey area. One that Carlisle Cullen would approve of, but I’m not sure I do.” ‘Oh my god, Leif has read Twilight!’ Ina cackled. ‘This guy can’t have done anything to your boys, Jane. He’s too much of a loser.’ ‘Ina,’ I scolded her, biting back a laugh of my own.

She instantly made eye contact with carroty orange orbs. Their unswervingly bright colour harked back to her remembrance of Edward Cullen, a fictional character from the Twilight Saga novels. They had a mystic shine to them too. Like you'd be put under a trance in just an instant. "No, it's my fault. I'm often the one being clumsy," said the girl Scarlett bumped into. "Hey. I've never seen you here before, are you new?" "Um...yeah," Scarlett shrugged, before taking a good look at the teen.

Elowen’s POV – Twilight Whispers That evening, as the last vestiges of daylight faded into the soft embrace of twilight, the academy’s grounds transformed into a quiet sanctuary. I found myself wandering along a secluded stone path leading to a hidden courtyard, a place that had once been filled with echoes of our past conflicts and now promised a fragile new beginning. The gentle hum of evening stirred in the air—a murmur of crickets, the soft rustle of leaves—and all around, the academy seemed to exhale, releasing the weight of the day.