Twilight Carlisle Cullen Novels & Stories

It turned out, the handsome stranger's name was Carlisle Gilbert and he was bonded to her by Şekileus, The God of shape-shifters, for an eternity to be each other's everything and provide unconditional love, support, and protection. But Carlisle was more than a couple of centuries-old vampire. He had already found love and a home with another woman. She was now his wife of a century. Her name was Miranda and she was the sweetest wife one could ask for. As much as Carlisle wanted Iris to be in his life, he couldn't be unjust to Miranda.

Sharon stated. Carlo was Sharon’s boyfriend, and they lived together like a couple. Twilight couldn't go back to her old apartment—she knew he would find her. A knock interrupted their conversation. Sharon rose from the bed and went to open the door while Twilight shifted her focus back to her studies. “I need to see Twilight.” Twilight froze at the familiar deep voice. Oh God. “Twilight?” Sharon flashed her a teasing smile. “A handsome man is here looking for you.” Twilight bit her lip, taking a deep breath before standing and approaching the door.

Ravok snarled badly inside Kaelen’s mind, as if he wanted to jump out. Mine! Kaelen stiffened slightly at what he just heard. That was impossible, but Carys felt a strange pull in her chest and a warmth she didn’t understand. She had never felt anything like it or known what it meant. However, she didn’t have the time to process anything before the priest’s voice cut through as she took the final step towards the front. The ceremony reached its final moment, and the priest stepped forward. “Alpha heir Kaelen Draven,” he announced.

Vellamo Heliano opens her purple eyes slowly and looked at the person kneeling before her. Carissa Vasileiou was the daughter of the hunter's king. She was also the child she trained when she was on the run from the werewolves as well as the vampires. The hunters shielded her when she wanted protection and she trained Carissa in return. That was why Carissa knows how to cast even the most difficult spell of the hunters. She also learns of thousand knowledge and strategies from her.

“I said I’m fine.” “You’re definitely not.” He pulls off one glove with his teeth, tossing it aside. “I’d like to think I’ve gotten stronger. But it’s hard when I’ve never managed to land a hit on you for the past ten years.” I exhale sharply, running a hand through my hair. Silence stretches between us. Carlisle observes me carefully. He’s the powerful Alpha of the Mountain Cross pack and a huge battle brought us closer. We had to deal with a mysterious supernatural force once at his pack and I was involved in the matter because my sister was behind it.

Not that Lucas didn't see the rest of the pack as family, but, the bond between him and Lyle was different. "Lyle's name is Actually Carlyle, but, he hates been called that. Only few people he's close to, knows that. But, he just simply likes been called Lyle." I said. "woah, Like The Carlyle in Twilight?" Byron asked, surprised. "yeah, except, this Carlyle is a werewolf, and not a vampire." Jessie added. They all laughed, except Freya. " Who is she then? And how does she know he's Carlyle? " she tried to keep her voice pleasant, but, even she could hear the edge of irritation. She hated Lyle been close to another woman.

It had taken almost six months for them to coordinate a time for both to be present here in Twilight Woods. Not only will Wyatt's Beta position be up for discussion, but his murder of Vincent. And the vampire must decide whether or not he should be punished for killing a sire. I was so fixated by the slow ticking of the clock, that I was nearly knocked down when Helena launched herself onto my legs in an attempt to escape the “Daddy monster”. “Hewlp me, mama,” she screamed as Wyatt rounded the corner of the island. I scooped her up quickly, running away with her as she giggled over my shoulder.

“I mean—yes, I’m… staying with him. Temporarily.” “Mmm,” she said, stirring her tea slowly. “And it’s true? You were human?” I nodded. “Was. Something else now, I suppose.” Alvar leaned forward, interest lighting his face. “And your sister—she’s the one mated to the Twilight High Lord, isn’t she?” My stomach twisted, just slightly. Feena stilled mid-pour. Elarin’s expression went carefully blank. “You’ll have to forgive us,” she said slowly. “That court… it carries a reputation. And its High Lord even more so. We don’t see many from the upper courts down here.”

He was getting to be part of it. Delilah took a step forward, but I grabbed her arm. “We need to tell Damon.” Her jaw clenched. Her voice was ice. “No. We need to stop him. Now.” And across the clearing, Tatiana lifted her gaze, and saw us. Her smile was slow. Cold. She didn’t disappear. She wanted us to see. Carter turned toward us at last. His eyes weren’t entirely his anymore. They were darker. And I realized too late…

“What are you talking about?” “If you have vampire blood in you, that can only mean one thing. Someone bit so you changed— that's how this works.” Man! The next thing Lucas said to me very nearly shook the life out of me. He said Declan, the school principal, was his father. This was very difficult to take in. He told me that his mother left some years ago because she got pregnant for Declan. Normally, vampires can't have kids, but somehow, Evelyn got pregnant. Yeah, somehow.