Twilight Carlisle Novels & Stories

'Could something else have happened again?' Mrs. Carrie pulled out her phone, and her thumb hovered over Cedric's number. Remembering Jeff's command, though, she hesitated for a long time. In the end, she shoved her phone back in her pocket. 'Mr. Carlson is as cunning as a fox and as wise as an owl. Since he's given the order, he must have his reasons.' - The afternoon sun seemed to move westward unusually fast, and before long, the sunset poured in through the window, adding a touch of splendid hue to the spacious living hall.

And while the idea of becoming a werewolf still terrified her, the thought of doing it with Carlisle by her side made it seem less daunting. "Okay," she whispered, her voice steadying as she met his gaze. "I trust you." Carlisle smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "You’ll be amazing," he murmured. "And I’ll be with you every step of the way." Carlisle pulled the car to a stop in front of Helen’s house, the headlights cutting through the dark street. Carlisle smiled at Helen, his hand resting gently on hers as he shifted in his seat. "I had a really great time tonight," Helen said softly, her eyes gleaming in the dim light from the dashboard.

Prince Cyrus sat on his throne, his mind heavy with grief and anger. His kingdom of Kingstonville had been under attack by the Twilight Pack, a group of vicious werewolves who were causing chaos and destruction wherever they went. And honestly, it wasn't the group of twilight packs that had been attacking the people of kingstonville. It was another city, and the reason was because of the way Cyrus and his late father treated some people. That's why they've a couple of enemies.

Sarah asked, tilting her head in confusion as their pace slowed down. "Just a little bit." Charlie pored over his shoulder to smile at his girlfriend. "You tired? Want me to carry you, hmm?" Sarah bit her lower lip seductively and even they are surrounded by darkness, her repulse to show her charms reigned. She tucked a hair behind her left ear. "I can manage well. Though, these little burrs are pissing me off," she informed and looked down on the burrs sticking to the hem of her dress like pieces of magnets. Some brushed the upper part of her legs.

Carlile, ever loyal, fell into step beside Silas, offering a silent presence that conveyed support in the face of adversity. As they walked through the moonlit night, Silas's mind churned with conflicting emotions. The rejection from his former coven stung, but a flicker of relief kindled within him. The council's disregard for Chastity's safety solidified Silas's decision to break away, seeking solace and purpose beyond the constraints of vampiric hierarchy. Carlile, attuned to Silas's inner turmoil, spoke with a measured tone, "Silas, are you certain this is the path you want to take? Leaving your former coven behind is no small matter."

The Dark Forest ultimately worked in Carlisle’s favor. Its thick shadows swallowed light so completely that he and his team seemed to vanish into them. They moved swiftly beneath the blackened canopy, using both their speed and the unnatural darkness to remain hidden. Carlisle’s midnight-black fur blended perfectly with his surroundings, making him nearly impossible to spot. More than once, vampires passed close enough that they should have noticed him, yet none of them saw anything. Even so, the journey was far from simple.

The door of the car on the driver's side opened and a tall man in white shirt and trousers with solid shoes came out, walking over to the girl. “Professor Calvinnnnnnnn!” Her voice mistakenly rang high, re-echoing over the distance and since they were werewolves, they got to hear her. Both Calvin and Emily swiftly turned, she had taken a shot with her phone. Seeing they would suspect her, she quickly sneaked into the car.”

Twilight bled across the sky, indigo folding into molten gold as the pack gathered on the Hill of Elders. This was no ordinary hill—it was the crown of Moonrise, where wind carried stories, where roots split stone, where generations had stood to witness the turning of fate.

Cordelia asked, curious and concerned at the same time, approaching the table where Twilight was. "Where are the others, anyway?" Yelena also approached, she and Yuji were worried about the friends, but they knew that they could not interfere with their journey. "What is it? Everyone on me now?" The crow gave a sharp peep and a bored look, as if he was wasting time. "Okay, Sera" is" stuck in a tree, Karim is in a coma and the others will probably come here. That’s all I can say, see you later. I’m going to go before you two lock me up here for a while longer." Twilight said, chirping and flapping her wings, went out the window and disappeared.

I thanked him and climbed out, then waited for him to close the door before I locked it, then placed the key fob into my mini handbag. Something flashed across his face. A flicker of something like approval. But it was gone too soon before I could actually put a finger on it. I glanced back at my car and smiled. MY CAR. Gosh, it was so surreal. Mine. Not father’s… but mine… Carlisle gestured us inside the office building, a heavy presence by my side. He had this air of authority, like he was up there in the ranks of something powerful and ancient. If it were in the pack, he would be an elder. But who was I kidding? He probably was an elder of something secret and dark, and nobody even knew.