Carl X Ron Novels & Stories

he says into the phone smirking *****2PM ≈ UNKNOWN PLACE NOTE: LETS CALL THE MAN HAUNTING CARL “MR X” FOR BETTER UNDERSTANDING Mr X enters a room filled with computer and gadgets, it was what he used to watch Carl's every movement, Call him obsessed..He was obsessed with Killing Carl He looks to the Computer and sees Carl on a call, a smirk on his face…. Confusion laces his face wondering what was making Carl smirk so much The Spy Camera he installed doesn't have a microphone to hear what's on the other side

“I am so sorry. She has never done something like this before, it’s not like her… I’m Remi, glad to meet you both, your names are?” “I’m Sydney Carter, my husband here,” she pauses and gives him a nudge to pay attention. “I’m Benjamin Carter, the old, retired Alpha,” he laughed. His laugh is just like Wyatt’s except it’s an older, wiser laugh, I love seeing how much Wyatt takes after his parents. “Hey, we had some food catered, would you all like to head back and grab a bite?” Wyatt announced to everyone. My parents and grandma came over to me, grandma first spoke, “you did wonderfully dear, do you feel any different?” I giggled, “not with the magical stuff yet grandma, it’s weird though, I

He asked softly, "May I ask, who are you? What's the matter?" Ronny laughed and said condescendingly, "You don't even know me, and you wish to join the Stanford family? I'm Selina's childhood friend and cousin, Ronny Cruz!"

Rolando said helplessly: "Stand still." She turned her head to look at him. "Is there anything else?" "Where are you going?" "Didn't you tell us to go out?" Carl couldn't help but laugh: "Ms. Osborn, Mr. Mendez wants me to go out." Rolando waved his hand at Carl: "Alright, you can go now. You don't need to tell her. She is not smart at all." Carl laughed and opened the door to go out. Carina gouged: "Will you feel uncomfortable if you don't mock me even every minute?"

Samantha sighs, she looks at me with melanchola and sympathy, which was the least I needed right now. "Yeah, to make matters worse, Roxanne had a kid with a different guy in high school. She tried to make Russell beat up her kid's dad, telling him all kinds of lies and shit. She was pissed when Russell told her to forget it. The guy was a professional football player." I glance at him irritated, making him widen his eyes. " I mean... Russell could have taken him, but, the guy is pretty cool. He had never had any trouble with us, we all went to the same high school. She was mad that she was in doubt for who the dad was, and tried pinning the poor kid on three different guys."

Carl bolted up and slammed the chair that he did not throw earlier on the table. The loud thud shocked Ron, causing him to clench his cup tightly. He glared at Carl. “Carl, what is the meaning of this? I’m your uncle, I’m your senior! What is this disrespect?” Carl narrowed his charming eyes. “That’s not what you said when you slandered me and before the police came in. Uncle. Senior.” Ron choked on the reply. “You…You…”

Carlton had never met the man before, but he didn’t need an introduction. This was the lion of New York’s underworld. “Mr. Laurent,” Don Ramon said, his voice low and polished, yet somehow more dangerous than any scream. “I hope you’ll pardon the intrusion. But when something concerns my son, I take it personally.” Carlton gestured stiffly toward a chair. “Please. Sit.” “I’ll stand,” Don Ramon replied coolly. Carlton cleared his throat and remained standing, suddenly feeling very small despite his wealth and influence in the real estate world.

Camelia had said back then while handing him a spoon. “This is weird,” Calvin had replied coldly. “Just try it first. If it’s not good, I’ll finish it.” Calvin rubbed his face. “Damn,” he murmured softly. When Ronal returned carrying several food boxes, Calvin immediately caught the aroma. Without much talk, he began to eat. Ronal stood some distance away, watching in surprise. “Sir,” he said hesitantly, “you’re eating quite a lot today.” Calvin didn’t answer. He kept eating, as if his stomach were truly empty.

If it's Alex today, it will be Aron tomorrow. "Just make sure no one doubts us," Ron told Xavier, that was a partner in crime in everything. Indeed, money makes a person pure evil. Ron has no conscience at all. He cares about money and status alone. If it means hurting his daughter in this process, he doesn't mind. ****** Sandy Williams entered the church and smirked at the arrangements. "Is he enjoying himself without me? I am back, and he should pay back," Sandy mumbled as he sat in the front row with the only motive to get noticed by Alex and Rose especially.

“Okay... okay...” “Scott??” Scott turned and was surprised to find Carl there. “Mr. Morrison? (Looks at Ron) Ron?” Carl took a deep breath and then looked at Ron. They were standing across the street, right next to the witches. “Whoah... It seems you’re getting taller.”