Carlgallagher Novels & Stories

Cara moves to the man in a red kimono put her right arm around his shoulders and then plants a kiss on his cheeks as Xavier takes the picture. Xavier throws the phone back which almost slipped off Mario's hands. "This is perfect," Mario says as he looks at this picture, "Going to post, what's your I*******m username?" Cara tells him. Talking about social media, Cara has over 500k followers on Twitter and 1.2 million on I*******m. It's crazy how popular she is now like it's a dream. But Hey, it's the price you pay for being Alexander Black's fake girlfriend.

She was usually the one nagging me to spend more time with Carlo. “What the hell is wrong with you?” I asked the minute she brought down her hand from my mouth. “Since you ignored my letter...” she began, completely ignoring my question. I frowned. Letter? “What letter?” I cut in. Cara groaned. “How about we do a reintroduction?” Something in her tone made my stomach tighten. “My name is Agent Cara Bennett. I'm an undercover agent with the Organized Crime Commission. Your husband, Don Carlo, has been on our radar for nearly twenty years.”

I punch him in the arm and, being the nice guy that he is, pretends that I actually hurt him. Daniel Jay McCowan's lean body stand about five foot ten; his tendons frequently stretching over his muscles. He was our high school's running back, probably would have gone to college on scholarship had he not injured his shoulder senior year. His dusty brown hair always tends to flop in front of his face when he moves, and his green eyes have always had a glint of mischief in them. All that, combined with Audrey's fiery personality and my willingness to go along with all their schemes, and we were always getting ourselves into trouble.

The ranch was good for them. “Did you know who Carter is?” Mia asked as everyone buckled up. “Yeah, he's Carter Williamson, the guy who owns W Motors and makes those awesome cars,” Alexander replied. “I didn't know it was his house when we went there, but it makes sense.” Mia just stared at him for a moment. Alexander was completely fine that Carter owned one of the largest car companies in the US and that they were earning back a broken window from him. “He asked us not to say anything,” Lily said from the front seat. “He's trying to keep a low profile, so we're just to tell people Grayson got caught by security, and we're working for Laura. No one even cared, to be honest.”

He smiled and said, “So, this must be the mysterious person. Ms. Fowler, I presume? I did not expect the person to be a young and beautiful woman.” Sherry smiled. “You’re too kind, Master Carrel.” She had told her men to approach Master Carrel using Carl’s name for the invitation to the Stocktons' event, so she had never seen Master Carrel in person. Sherry took the initiative and put her hand out for a handshake. Master Carrel quickly shook her hand and then turned to John behind him. He smiled and said, “Master Stockton, let me introduce Carl Sager from the Sagers.” John curled his lips at Carl. “Young Master Sager, I’ve heard a lot about you.”

Jane mumbled, her eyes not leaving Jayce. “Maybe in some cooking show,” Yeah he is quite well known for what he does, even if lives quite a normal life. Jane shook her head, “No….wait I have seen it on your phone,” “Phone,” Both Jayce and I mumbled at the same time. “Yeah, if I’m not wrong you're his picture on your home screen,” “Jane, you don’t have to say that out loud,” I groaned, turning my head to look at Jayce, who had a devilish smirk on his face.

did that even matter since he invaded everything I own including my vagina. - Dear Panashe I had a wonderful time, thank you for taking that walk with me. You strike me as a very intelligent woman... not just beautiful with an impeccable body but smart too. I haven't stopped thinking about your smile. In fact I haven't stopped thinking about you at all. I walked to the Gallagher ranch and was informed that you work for junior Gallagher. I hope you don't mind me sending this letter to your working address.

Dropping the phone she went into the kitchen to work on her chores. ********************* MOON STONE FORTRESS AT THE PACK HOUSE: ALPHA CARL CHAMBERS Meagan chewed on her nails as she paced back and forth listening in on Gabriella's conversation with Rosalyn. Carl had been skeptical for days when Jaylen didn't return as expected, it grew on her as well. When he returned to Chicago, he had informed them that the accident was minor and nothing to worry about. But her mind had been on a high race when Jaylen hadn't returned after three days.

What the fuck? Gabriel’s jaw clenched. “Did you let her in, Coulson?” “She’s yelling at our receptionist,” Coulson reasoned. So, this was Carla Garner from the Exclusive. She wouldn’t be rushing over to the CEO’s office if Gabriel didn’t know her. She marched towards Gabriel’s desk and stood mightily in front of him. “You can’t run away from me forever, Gabriel.” “Who said I’m running?” his voice was still calm, and he turned around his desk and sat.

Someone answers. “Hi. I need you to connect me to Agent Mailin… what’s his last name?” Grant asks me. “Walker – what are you – ?!” Grant holds up a finger as he speaks into the phone. “Agent Mailin Walker’s cell phone. And I need him right now. I know that. He’s in Paris – and yes, it’s important. My name is Grant Carlson; you guys are looking for me, and he’s expecting my call. So connect me. Now.”