Carl Reading Invincible Novelas e Histórias

At once, a dangerous glint entered his gaze. "To talk of a soulmate truly astounds me, Ryka. I had a soulmate, and she's been six feet under for the past six centuries. If there's someone who can bring her back to life, I'll listen then," Carlisle spoke lightly, although his bright irises had dimmed to a dark colour as proof of his anger.

🔫 "Player 13 is cornered by player 2! Let's see what this player got! Is she really worth the $100,000?" The man in black suit immediately opened his eyes when he heard the number 13. He glanced at the scene, the both of them looked like they were having a conversation. "Can't wait for this to be over soon." his hazel brown eyes was pinned on the big screen. Was it really worth it to put a bet on this girl? 🔫 "I won't make this long. Die, you bitch!" Eleonna was taken aback when the guy suddenly attacked him. Thank god for her fast reflexes to dodge his attack, or else she'll be lying on the ground with a cold body.

One more step back, and she would fall to the ground. "Don't move." Carl wanted to say more, but he heard noises behind him. He recognized the noise. He turned around icily to see two cobras coming toward Violet. Carl squinted his eyes and pulled Violet back from the edge. He attacked the two cobras quickly. The cobras split in different directions. The average man wouldn't be able to catch them both. But Carl was different. Despite the numerous wounds on his body, he caught them. He put strength into his hands and crushed their vital organs, throwing them to the ground.

Carl says softly touching her bruised chin, stroking it Softly His eyes locked with her plump lip and his thumb went to it, feeling it's softness, enjoying the feeling "Gunner Shields" Carl says authoritatively and Mia watched as a tinted glass separated the limo "You can Scream all you want while I pleasure you Qūeridã, It's Sound proof" Carl says burying his face in her neck, sniffing her he stuck his tongue out tracing every bit of her neck, to her collar bone and to her cleavage in which he harshly bit on

Carl's unfinished questioning was stifled by my indifferent reply. Just as I hung up, the car pulled up to our place. After I stepped out, my phone vibrated continuously with notifications. It was from Carl's company group chat, and when I clicked in, there were more than 99 unread messages. At the very top was a photo Ivy had posted. In it, Carl was crouched on the ground, his face glistening with sweat as he repaired an electrical circuit for her.

Carl responded to him, while watching Kim make calls I have a wedding to stop ASAP,” Carl declared

“You want him alive. You give me what you stole. Delphinium files. Manuscript. Everything. You have only twenty-four hours.” Ed’s head jerked up, and through the blood and bruises, he shouted hoarsely, voice cracking: “Don’t listen to him, Sky! Don’t you dare—” The blow came fast—Carl’s fist smashing across his face. The crack echoed through the speakers, and I screamed. Carl’s smile never faltered. He wiped his knuckles on a handkerchief, slow, deliberate. Then he lifted something from the table—a length of cable, thin and vicious.

IVY’S POV " Ahhhhh" he screamed. I was shocked to see that Carl just struck him with something sharp on his pack. It pierced to the other side which was his chest. Blood gushed out his mouth whike my jaw dropped whilst I stared shattered. " Yes, Carl sent this lying son of a bitch to pull off this shit for him. He has been lying to you all this while that he cares about your victory over Adrian and his pack, but the truth is that he has his personal interest."I said and shook my head in disgust. Brad was confused and stared at Carl who frowned

She has become so weak that she can no longer get out of bed The man urges her to try eating some porridge but she shakes her head and starts to cry. As the man looks at his wife in despair, he lifts his face to the heavens and makes a silent prayer then takes the remote control of the television in the bedroom and switches it on. ***** Only reporters with gold-plated invites with the CEO's seal at the bottom left of the card were allowed in. Those who thought they could forge the invitation card were turned away as the seal was made with special invisible ink that only a few knew about.