57 Novel(s) Related To Carrie Novel

Not that I’d ever be allowed to go anyway. And if my brother had been the one to sleep with her, that wouldn’t have been so bad. In fact, it would have been a million times better than what actually happened. Because what happened was this: That day, Carrie showed up in a sweater, but underneath, she had on a crop top and a push-up bra that made her boobs look twice their normal size. The second she stepped into the packhouse, she yanked off her sweater, fanning herself like she was overheating. I didn’t think much of it at the time.

The lights to the pack hospital were on, even though it was the middle of the night. The Alpha and I got out and headed into the building and walked up to the reception area. “General Nerine has broken her arm; I would like the doctor to make sure it is set properly before it heals." The receptionist nodded and picked up the phone. A few minutes later, a doctor walked out into the waiting area. “I am doctor Aura, please come with me.” Dr Aura was small for a werewolf; she was petite with greying brown hair and brown eyes. I nodded and followed her as she led me down a hallway and into an examination room.

Still scared on the side that they will be bored to death with the movie, they decided to buy coffee instead of soda, and some light snacks. Five minutes before the movie starts, they entered the cinema hall. The big screen was playing commercials, until the screen turned black for a while, and started playing the movie. Alexandra freaked out deep inside by realizing that the movie is a horror movie she haven’t watched before. It’s entitled Carrie which was excerpted from a book. “Nice, Carrie. It’s from a book too,” Jacob excitedly whispered to her. Smiling fakely, she nods. She knows. She happened to watch the trailer once before, and she knows the girl will be possessed, and there will be lots of blood.

Anger, jealousy, and fear twisted together inside her. Only one thought echoed through her mind. So Chatrine really did hear that phone call. Her heartbeat turned restless. She tried calming herself by convincing herself Chatrine was nothing more than an intern. There was no way Liam could truly fall for an arrogant rich girl overflowing with pride. The warehouse was crowded that afternoon with the lingering noise of woodworking machines that had only recently fallen silent. The smell of sawdust and paint drifted through the air, clinging to the workers’ clothes. Some carpenters were stacking wooden boards onto shelves while others swept away leftover scraps.

Carrie braced her hands on the hood of the car and pushed herself up to sit on the edge, one hand still tightly clutching her bunched up underwear. Her dress had settled back right over her pussy, and I looked beneath it. She had a delicately trimmed little bush that let me know what I had always believed, that she was a natural blonde. Between her legs was a delicate cleft, covered in a dusting of downy yellow curls--curls that were damp. I didn't know what to do.

I picked up the results and left without another look back. In the distance, I heard Suzanne saying coquettishly, "Carrie has a senior who's a doctor, Linc. It's really easy for her to get him to falsify a medical record so she can win your pity." … I knocked on the door of my doctor's office. "You're here, Carrie." The young doctor inside looked up and smiled warmly when he saw me. He was Chandler Goode, the second male lead of the novel and Carissa's senior. He'd had a crush on her for the longest time and had confessed his feelings, but she'd turned him down.

“They’re set to be divided into groups and sent to different parts of the country. Some of them will also be sent abroad. I’ll leave you to it now.” Carrie nodded, not sparing him another look. Her eyes were locked on the girls. The looks on their faces were quite familiar. Some looked blank. Some curious. A few already knew exactly what this was. “I’m sure you’ve been informed about my arrival.” She said, only to be met with silence. “You can call me Madame Carrie. I’ve been in this field since I was nine. I’m fifty-five now. So no, there’s nothing you’ll bring to the table I haven’t already tasted.”

She’d been Miss Scarlet that afternoon, the one murdered in that game. ‘He did not embarrass me, Petros. Now do you remember the story or not?’ Petros nodded and laughed. ‘Of course I do, but remind me.’ Sighing, Carrie began, ‘The story I told her wasn’t in the book, it was one my father had often told me. It was called the Child of the Sea. He loved the sea, didn’t he?’ she mused thoughtfully. ‘Ironic, that the sea caused his death, in a roundabout way.’

Carrie took a step down again in fear but this time she missed her footing and stumbled back. “Ahhh!" Carrie shouted and Jade quickly gripped her hand. Jade looked down at Carrie who was trying to hold on the her hand in other not to fall off. She enjoyed the look of horror in her eyes. “ Didn't I say you should watch your back?” Jade asked. " Please pull me up, Jade. Please I beg you.” Carrie pleaded, tears streamed down her face. Jade enjoyed watching her cry and beg. " Please.” Carrie said again. She could clearly see Jade slowly filling up with satisfaction and she caught the glimpse of revenge that flashed in her eyes before it disappeared quickly. "No.” Carrie shook her head.

We just woke up one day, they're all gone. Carrie stayed with us in the basement until she was twenty-four. We awoke one morning to find her dead. She didn't wake up; she died of hunger after starving herself for months; she was right that I was braver than her; she gave up; she didn't keep her promise to us that she'd wait until we earned Mama's trust. I hated her for giving up. She was the reason why I was pushing to accomplish my promise to her. I wasn't a keeper, but Carrie was special to me and I thought of her as my mother so I still continued what I had started. I loved Carrie, and I would never forget her.

Chapter 6: Pissed Aurora Beauchamp Shit! Not again, Aurora grunts out in frustration. She just stepped out of Emily's house and was on her way back to the inn where she had lodged for the night, just as she was walking back satisfied and happy. She was suddenly pulled by an invisible force, The same way she had been pulled by the night she met Cindy, Aurora found herself rolling on her ass as she landed in front of the castle....

she then looked at Ben and greeted him "good morning Ben." "Good morning Carol." "Is there a reason you are tracking me Carol?" Carlos asked in impatience, he hadn't forgotten that Carol was Elaine's best friend who slept with Jasper when they were still together. He just don't know why she is after him now. "You don't have to sound like that Tom, I only wanted to give you these cookies. My grandmother and I woke up early this morning to make them and I decided to share with you, is that bad?" She looked at Mary.

Mrs Williams asked worriedly. " Nothing Mrs Williams. I want to show you something and please look carefully and tell me". I showed her the scarf which I got from the edge of the bridge. " Is this Scarlett's scarf Mrs. Williams?". " oh my good, my baby". Mrs williams started crying and it means this scarf is scarlett's. " omer! Yes this is scarlett's scarf and there will be initials at the end of the scarf "SR". It is a gift from Shannon to Scarlett when she left for New york".

SHANE The next morning, I was sitting on the sofa with the Financial Times magazine open across my lap, halfway through an article on market trends when I heard the faint sound of heels, not the kind she wore to meetings, but the soft clack of something lighter, casual. I glanced up just as Carrie stepped into the living room. She was dressed simply; jeans, a cream sweater, her hair was loose around her shoulders, making her look so radiant. “You going out?” I asked, folding the edge of the newspaper without looking away from her.

( Trigger Warning for chapters ahead: Mild imagery related to miscarriage. Please take note.) Carrie A groan left my lips and I opened my eyes. My sight settled on an unfamiliar ceiling and for many seconds, I blinked furiously while my mind fell into deep confusion. The purely white ceiling also seemed to mess with my mind because I couldn’t bring myself to think about the last thing that happened to me. The more I racked my mind, the more a strange pain wrapped around my head.

She had yet to know the premise of the book, but from the bits and pieces she had read, it seemed it wasn’t your regular novel. “Where did you get this?” She looked at Winona accusingly. “Under your boy toy’s desk. I didn’t know he had it in him!” Carrie returned her attention to the book, her lunch completely forgotten. Was it really Greg’s? Carrie cared not about what her subordinates did during their free time as long as they provided their deliverables. If Greg’s hobby was to read erotic novels, who was she to judge? She opened the dog-eared page and read the first lines.

I have no doubt that she’ll be successful and in a fast paced city like New York I’m certain she’ll have no end of customers. The rest of the ride home was quiet, Carrie fell asleep while I drove. I was secretly thankful for her sleeping after all the talk of Santos. Although it did get me thinking about my own life. Now I have this book deal where do I go from here? Will my novels really be successful? Will I have to relocate myself? The questions I had were endless. Before I knew it I was pulling up onto Carrie’s driveway. I felt a sense of emptiness as I turned off the ignition. I should start looking for a place of my own now that Carrie is leaving, I hadn’t thought about finding somewhere until now.

-Hello, brother," Ale greeted him. Come, sit down, we are telling things about ourselves, about how life was before we met. Kayler moved forward and sat down next to his girlfriend, hugging her and giving her a kiss on the temple. She smiled. -Well, go on. -Carolina was the opposite of Anne," Vanessa began. I watched as Carolina glared at her so she wouldn't say anything embarrassing. Carla and I met her in kindergarten, I remember that day perfectly. -She laughed a little. She wore her hair down and a uniform consisting of a dress, jacket and high socks. Carla approached her immediately, but Carolina instead of smiling at her looked at her funny and told her that her hair was ugly -she burst out laughing. Carla pretended to be angry in the other corner. The rest of us laughed a little. She also told him that she would rather hang out with Pedrito, who was a boy with lice, than have to sit with her.

Rosie smiled nodding and then Carried turned her eyes to me. "Who's this?" Carrie asked Rosie. "I'm Ares." I introduced myself. "Is he.." "He's the guy that my dad introduced to." Rosie said and I smiled. Carrie grabbed my hand shaking it. "I hope you don't be sad with all her cold and sharp words and attitude. I'm Carrie by the way." Carrie said and I chuckled nodding. Rosie rolled her eyes and Carrie dragged me and Rosie to get coffee together at the cafe right in front of the book expo.

I intend to lose him and then go somewhere else to sulk and get some brain space to expel my rage at tosser Carrero. Coming into the dark hall that led out here I don’t see a little lump in the carpeted floor where the seam meets the rubber mat of the entranceway and trip over it clumsily, crashing to my knees dramatically and painfully. Yelping in shock as pain shudders through my shins like an electric volt when I collide with the hard floor under very thin carpet.