Novel & Cerita Ally Carter Books

“That usually happens once a week.” “I never realized it was that bad.” I thought out loud. “What a bunch of racist assholes.” I scoffed. Carter burst out laughing again, looking at me with a twinkle in his light blue eyes. “What?” I blinked. “Does it not apply to species? Should I have said a bunch of speciesist assholes?” Carter let out another loud chortle. That was something I never knew about Carter in the books. He laughed like a middle-aged white dad from suburbia.

Caroline’s kick might seem weak but it almost broke Alice’s kneecap. She forgot Caroline used to attend karate classes when she was young. “Caroline, you b*tch! How dare you kick me! Alice glared at her and realized Caroline was opening the insurance case. She retrieved from within it a small red color book. Printed on its cover were the words, Property’s Certificate of Ownership. Alice’s anger immediately switched to unease. The case… did contain the certificate. Caroline put the case down and flipped open the book to let the two security officers see. “Look, the owner’s name is me, Caroline Roberts.” The men leaned in for a closer look. Caroline wasn’t lying.

He notices me staring at him and I immediately avert my gaze back to my laptop. After a brief moment of silence I look at him and I discover that he has the roll of his shirt sleeves to his elbow revealing the sexiest pair of veins. I'm a sucker for beautiful veiny hands and Carter has the most perfect veiny hands. Oh God I want to run my tongue through them and see if those veins means that he has enough power to hold me up on the wall why he does dirty things to me with those hands.

Heat crept up my neck and I turned back to the shelf, knowing I couldn’t put back the book or he’d know I touched it. Maybe it wasn’t his. Maybe it was one of his hookups and it got mixed up in his stuff. But then I remembered the way he’d roughly gripped my head. Carter hadn’t just been testing the waters; he dove in head first. I swallowed the lump in my throat and threw the book under his bed. If he was reading stuff like this, maybe he wasn’t as straight as he wanted everyone to think. A fantasy of Noah moaning quietly as he rubbed his dick while reading his dirty fiction flashed in my head and I let out a curse, my dick bumping against my zipper.

When Carter learned that Stephen was Wendy's representing attorney, he cursed, "That bastard just won't leave me alone." Crystal had repeatedly warned him not to mess with Stephen. Carter sat in his chair, his face dark and his eyes bloodshot, looking terrifying. "Mr. Kingston..." "Go tell Wendy I'm willing to settle," Carter said reluctantly. Carter was known for his vicious character and ruthless methods. When someone crossed him, he would do everything in his power to make their life miserable.

Carter asks with a smile on his lips, and I shake my head, fighting the smile that is on my lips. “Nothing. Can I use these?” I ask as I point to the books and he nods his head with a smile as he begins to type away on his laptop. I grab a few books and take them to the desk when the door opens, and a man walks in. He is tall, athletic with blonde hair and brown eyes. He has glasses on and is handsome. Not otherworldly like the shifters or the gods, he is decent looking for a human. I look back down and open the book.