Ally Carter New Books Novels & Stories

" I do not mix business with personal issues. Chloe is purely business and all she will ever be" Carter has been fully aware of Chloe's feelings towards him but chooses to act ignorant, hoping that one day she will finally give up because, for him, work should end at work. Carter ended the call, placing his phone beside him, his eyes caught a sketchbook beside him. He picked it up, strolling through the pages of the book. " Who dropped these here?" James acted surprised like he was ignorant of the existence of that book, but in actual sense he had kept it there deliberately, hoping his boss would finally open it.

And then; Carter’s blood ran cold. There, among the leather-bound volumes, were notebooks with labels written in neat handwriting. Carter – London Carter – France Carter – Switzerland Every place that Carter had lived during his seven-year self-exile abroad. With shaking hands, Carter pulled down the London notebook and flipped it open. It was filled with pages and pages of dates, times, and photographs. Carter leaving his apartment building headed to a store, Carter at his favourite coffee shop typing away at his laptop, Carter running to work afraid of being late.

Anya asked, her voice perfectly neutral. Lorenzo finally tore his gaze from those haunting eyes on the screen. “Tell them I have acquired a new priority asset. The meeting is terminated.” He didn’t see the stunned faces of the board members. He only saw the dossier that appeared on his tablet less than five hours later, as his private jet cut through the clouds over the Atlantic. LOUIS CARTER. 24. Address. Debts…a staggering, pathetic list. Sister: Chloe Carter. Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. Prognosis: Guarded.

Chatrine muttered quickly. She nodded to herself as if confirming a legal document. “It’s just… a temporary biological reaction. Nothing more.” Silence. Two seconds later, she exhaled sharply. “Oh God… I don’t even believe myself.” The car continued through the narrow Canterbury roads. And for the first time in her life, Chatrine Madison was doing something with no logic, no ambition, no measurable success— Only a man. A rough-handed carpenter with a dangerous stare who had broken her sense of professional stability without even trying.

The kind who smoothed over the gaps, who anticipated needs, who made our life look effortless from the outside. The screen was already awake when I sat down. His email was open, which wasn't unusual. Carter never logged out of anything, never worried about privacy because why would he? He owned three homes, a hedge fund worth nine figures, and apparently my complete trust. The preview pane showed his inbox and I wasn't reading it, not really, just scrolling to find his Seamless app when I saw the subject line: "Saturday night… you're an animal."

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he told her. “Alright, it's now or ever Evangeline Carter." She mumbled before opening the car door. __________________________________ AUTHOR NOTE Hello guys, I really appreciate you lovely people reading my book and I hope you enjoyed it. More chapters would be out soon Please do try out my other book - Black Rose: Revenge Of The Callous Heiress. I'm sure that you'll love it and it's back to being updated regularly. In addition, your support is crucial to this book's success. So please vote with your Gems. Your comments and reviews are greatly appreciated too.

I only had my own memories and Denise never bothered to give me enough information about Paisley’s life besides large major events. “How about this,” He hummed. “We can trade. I’ll tell you a secret, and you tell me one. Does that sound good?” “Do you even have secrets?” I laughed. “You’re quite open and you lack a strong filter.” “I guess you'll just have to find out then, won’t you?” His eyes gleamed at me mischievously. What kind of secrets could Carter possibly have that I didn’t already know about from reading the previous books?

“Welcome back to Society Scoop Live! Tonight’s guest needs no introduction — heir to the Carter Group, the nation’s most eligible bachelor, and the man at the center of what’s being called The Royal Romance of the Decade…” Catherine’s hand clenched the remote as James Carter’s smirking face appeared on the massive flatscreen in her living room. He wore a charcoal suit and a white shirt with the top button artfully undone. Clean-shaven. Dimples on full display. The lighting made him glow like a saint.

He motioned for him to enter, momentarily forgetting that Ava was still in the office. "What time do you get off? Are you coming with me?" Carter asked Björn, unaware of Ava's presence. Over the past few days, since Carter had arrived, they had been going out in the evenings, exploring the town and the hotel facilities. Carter, being a collector of rare books, had participated in an auction and won, which brought him to the area.