Agent Carolina Novels & Stories

After we finished hanging out in the kitchen, we went out to the backyard after supper, where several people were already preparing for my acceptance ceremony. The Beta was standing on a small raised platform, a sharp dagger on a small table, it’s wrapped with black cloth. Nix's gaze was fixed on the weapon, which made me worry because his protective instincts is starting to kick in.

Cody says waving to me. “Hi my name is Evan Carter #54 sprint car I’m from Charlotte North Carolina” “Hi my name is Jordy Heart I’m from Binghamton NY and I’m team mates with Logan and I drive the #24” “And I’m Logan Valentine as he said we are teammates and I’m from this small town” Shit it’s my turn now isn’t it. “Hi I’m Shelby Cage I’m from this small town. I’m studying to be a nurse! It’s very nice to meet you guys”

Carolina screamed. Katherine burst out laughing. “Like… a Lamborghini, Lamborghini? The actual car? Not a keychain? Not a remote-control toy?!” “Yes! Like, the real thing! I was so shocked I couldn’t even breathe. It’s stunning. Matte silver. Like, you touch it and your whole life changes.” Carolina shrieked again. “This man is OBSESSED with you. I love this for you so much. Like, what in the billionaire fairytale is happening right now?!”

Ace is heading to the front door to go to the house that he's never called home. He woke up on a stiff bed, the nurse room had become one of the most rooms that Ace attended. Mr Garret was sitting beside the bed and looking at him without saying a phrase. The nurse interrupted when she announced that his brother is here to pick him up. His brothers Rolls Royce brought the attention of the teenager's eyes, his brother is leaning on the car with his black shades on. Ace sighs and walks towards the car. " who did that?!" Andrew asks and Ace can't decide if he's making fun of or not.

I’m not going to walk on eggshells or tiptoe around him like everyone else. I climb out of my car, giving it a wistful glance as I look to Chase’s monstrosity of a truck parked beside it. Of course someone like Chase would talk shit about my car, given how shiny and new his own vehicle is. I saved up for a year to buy that ‘piece of crap’, as he so eloquently put it, and as old and dinged up as it may be, at least it’s mine. It’s my most prized possession, other than my phone, which thanks to Chase is now as cracked up as my car. Guess it’s only fitting that they should match.

VERONICA The engine of the midnight-black BMW M4 roared like a caged beast as I tore down the highway, the city skyline blurring into a streak of darkness behind me. The car was a "welcome to the team" token from Christopher, delivered to the firm's parking garage right before I left. It smelled of rich, pristine leather, high-end engineering, and the unspoken promise that I belonged to them now.

He said sarcastically. Okay, maybe he is right. "How did I not recognize you? Your face is all over the magazines and..." I trailed off. Carter Automobiles is a well know car dealer in New York City. His designs are always top notch and well too expensive for people like myself to purchase. The last car he designed was a bomb. The media went crazy over it and well let us just say he and his car design was the hot topic in the whole of New York for like a month.

And besides, whatever happened last night was known of her business, except she was thinking far from what happened. She was fully aware that for some bitches like Ashley, things might get ugly quickly if they weren't sorted out properly and so, she'd forced a smile trying beyond her limit to appear friendly and not to cause any form of disputes as she held out her hand towards her for an handsake while complimenting, “you're beautiful. I am Ava. Ava Georgia.” Ashley nodded her head still with a straight face and mumbled, “I know,” before letting herself in through the wide-opened door—slightly brushing past her in the process.

Wednesday. Aegis Group Headquarters, Cairo, Egypt. CARLA KEPT HER hands folded on her lap as the SUV rolled past the large gate leading into the Aegis Group Cairo headquarters. It felt like she'd been here ages ago. Was it really only a week? Not even a week. Six days. God, it felt so much longer. She wasn't ready for this. Vaughn had effectively terminated their relationship. Maybe he was right and one more night together would have made today harder. They'd never know.

He had been working for forty-eight hours straight without sleep. "Tell me exactly what you found," I said, my voice dangerously calm. "We tracked the license plate from the silver sedan that was parked near the estate gates two days ago, sir," Marcus stated, tapping a piece of paper in the folder. "The car belongs to a high-end luxury rental agency downtown. It was leased four days ago under a corporate account belonging to the Carnegie Group." My jaw clenched so hard my teeth ached. "Sebastian?" "No, sir. The primary name on the rental agreement is Susan Carnegie. Callum Carnegie’s widow." Marcus pulled out a crystal-clear photograph taken by our perimeter security cameras.