Carlos And Mal Novels & Stories

Carlos struggled with the steering to control the car but before he could get a hold on it, they were hit again and so the car left the road, hitting the railings and falling off the slope. Carlos fought to control the car or better still reduce the impact of the fall but the car was on high-speed and so somersaulted continuously down the hill. After the fall, Carlos awoken to a sharp pain in his forehead, his hand pressed his temple but then he heard the faint sound of footsteps and knew their pursuers were getting closer, he turned to his friend John and shook him continuously while whispering his name.

I can't believe all this time I am a friend of the cruelest man in the world. Gil started the car and u turned. Carlos went close to the driver seat and said "one most important thing I forgot to tell you. Her husband... her husband is a Werewolf." Carlos turned around and walked away like a wind. Gil drove the car absently towards his company. One after another Carlos's words echoed on his mind and the thought of Eva made him weak inside. ***** Carlos knocked on the door twice but there was no answer. Chill ran towards his heart and he sensed something was wrong. He looked around and thought to broke in from the window.

“That’s fancy.” “You’re dramatic,” I shook my head. “So, how long have you been dating?” I asked them and they both widened their eyes. “We’re not dating,” Malik denied as he sat up straighter, and I nodded. “Hmm, sure,” I shrugged. I knew that I didn’t have to press any harder, they would just spill on their own accord. “We are not dating, Zia. We’ve always been like this,” Carol said, and to emphasise her statement, she took his hand and interlaced her fingers with his, and I resisted the urge to laugh while looking at their nervous faces.

He was singing in tune, but his voice could not compare to that of Carlos. Carol could not get into the mood, but she did not want to interrupt the young man either, so she got up and left the room on the excuse that she needed the washroom. Right after she got out, she saw Carlos standing by the wall. He was wearing a blue-white, checkered shirt. Carol remembered what Myka told her: Carlos might like her, so she did not even greet him on the way back to her room. “Wait!” Carlos called out to her.

It felt as if electricity was surging through her body and her heartbeat accelerated… She swallowed when he pulled her closer,his breath feathered against her neck… Feeling as if she was losing herself,she tried to break away from his hold but he wouldn’t let her go. “People are watching.We’ve already done enough couples’ fight in one day.It’s time to make up,”He whispered,his lips graced her earlobe. Her brain suddenly went blank and she could do nothing but melt into his arms. “Send her home.”Lorenzo said to Carlos who knew exactly whom he was referring to. “Lorenzo…wait…” Carlos held Maliyah’s hand and pulled her away. “I need to talk to him.”She shrieked. “Some other time.You need to lea

"Fine. Two days. Then I want to know everything. Every lead, every suspect, every plan." Carlos looked like he wanted to argue, but something in my expression stopped him. "Two days," he agreed. "Then we find whoever did this." "And when we do?" His smile was sharp as broken glass. "They'll wish Elena had stayed dead." After Malia left, the room felt smaller somehow. Like the walls were closing in. "Do you think they'll try again?" I asked quietly. Carlos didn't answer right away. He was staring out the window at the darkening sky.

Carlos looked outside. “That is true, the six million I will get it the usual way right?” Malcom said as he got ready to stand up. “Yes you will, Just make sure you get me what I need,” Carlos reminded me. “Okay, I will,” Malcom opened the door to the car but he felt a strong arm on his shoulder. He was pulled back to his seat with incredible force and his neck suddenly felt crowded. “Don't ever in your life think you can betray me, you know what I am capable of doing,” Carlos' face was close to his and his breath was ragged. He released his hold on him.

, two of which were currently facing off at the central compound that connected all the houses. "Hey, what's going on?" "Hey! Get outta my way I said I wanna see what's happening!" And here comes Carlos of the midnight wolves, a fan favorite among all his housemates, he is THE Predarian to have your back during a fight. He usually represents the 'pack' when his older brother isn't around. "Whoaaa, it's Carlos Grey. Looks like he's coming over to make some trouble. What should we do, Miss Evelyn?" A lanky looking white suit came walking to the scene all slow and nerdy, adjusting his glasses as he did so.

This couldn’t be real. Had she really forgotten him? Forgotten everything? His son, still upset, tugged at his sleeve again, but Carlos barely noticed. He was too stunned, too confused. Was it possible? Had she really been the woman who had once meant everything to him? Or was he just seeing things? ​

Gray, Fin and Rael also did their part for fighting against Carlos’ groups. My sharp teeth pierced on his neck and then I hit him on the ground that made him create a loud painful groan. But he didn’t stop there and was about to attack me again when a loud sound of a gun surrounded the whole place. I stopped when Carlos fell on the ground soaked with his own blood. And there I found Ronald Madrigal…pointing his gun towards Carlos, indicating that he was the one who shoot Carlos. He looked at me and raised a brow. “I still can’t believe that there are creatures like you living in this world…” he said and put down the gun he’s holding. He slid his both hands inside his pants’ pocket and stared