Carlos And Mal Novels & Stories

“Long time no see.” Elena’s jaw tightened. “What do you want, Carlos?” “Can’t a guy check in on a friend?” He tilted his head, his eyes tracking over her face in a way that felt too intimate, too assessing. “Especially after hearing about all the drama with my idiot brother.” “We’re not friends.” “Ouch.” Carlos pressed a hand to his chest in mock hurt. “Here I thought we had something special after that day at the mall.” “You thought wrong.”

The room felt heavy as Carlos looked at Emiliano with a surprised expression, the gun in his hand slipped and fell to the floor making a thud that startled rhea as she looked at Carlos then at Emiliano, sia's expression was nothing like anyone's "M...my daughter?" Carlos asked in a hoarse tone as if he had something stuck on his throat, he couldn't believe his ears was Emiliano playing a game with him and sia thought the same too how on earth did Rhea become Carlo's daughter

Arnold frowned, “or your head is next. Who is Father Damien?” Carlos cried in pain, Arnold cocked the gun again as he snapped. “Tell me”. “I don’t know anything about him,” Carlos cried. “Let me go, please.” Arnold fake a smile,“ Loyalty, you want me to let you go right, I will do that now.” Arnold shot Carlos in the arm again. He pointed the gun to his head and shot him twice Carlos fell down motionless Arnold groaned, “USELESS”. He spat angrily “Package this he was referring to Carlos motionless body ,I got a surprise for them”.

Carlos never took neat scotch; he always mixed it with something, so he was really pissed. “Now, Valentina, who goes in first, him or me?” “Excuse me?” “We are here, both your men or would you prefer a threesome?” “What?” “Now that's ridiculous; I don't share,” Theo said, and Carlos chuckled before saying they didn't have a choice tonight. “You're insulting me in my house?” I looked at Carlos, still shocked that he thought I could be shared. “I mean, you did fuck this prince when our breakup was still fresh.”

Dante said, sipping his drink as he looked at Candela. She scowled at him. **************** OUTSIDE THE MANSION Mario walked towards his car and reached to open it, but Carlos approached him. "Mario," "Yes?" Carlos stood in front of him. "I saw you," Mario furrowed his brows. "What are you...." "You and Camilla last night," Carlos retorted. Mario's face twitched. "How could you, man?" Carlos asked, making Mario look away. "I thought you loved your girlfriend," Carlos said.

Carlos After Warren undergoes a thorough medical examination and tests at the doctor's, we return to the mansion. He sits beside me in the car, choosing the backseat and appearing visibly drained and fatigued. Attempting to break the tension, I remark, "It's been a long night, hasn't it?" Warren's gaze shifts towards me, a look of inquiry clouding his features. With a furrowed brow, he voices his concerns, questioning me directly, "Carlos, did you kill the kid?"

” Lydia placed a hand on his arm. ”What is it you want to know?” He seethed. He might not have wanted to talk about it, but it seemed that he would give us the information we needed. His question was followed by silence, neither of us knew where to start and it looked like Carlos was about to shift. After a few minutes, amber was the one to break the silence. ”Malia is my mate.” She blurted out. Carlos eyes softened as he slumped back in his chair. ”What?” He gasped.

Marcel stares at his wife before looking down. “Wouldn't you like to know how I found out?” Marcel asks. “It doesn't matter. You got the culprit. Do what you want to him,” Carlos shrugs, turning to leave but Valerie moves fast and strikes a slap against his face. The noise slices sharply through the air. My mouth drops in shock. Carlos' face turns to the side like her slap was strong. Perhaps it was because the way she trembles with rage, her wolf's aura presses heavily around us.

I never recalled anything from that day except waking up and finding myself alone in the room. “What are you saying, you are mad, man.” Carlos jumped from behind me and gave this man a big blow. He ended up falling down. “Hey, take it easy, man. Your girl is so sweet, and I have been searching for her for too long now. I want us to do it again, Rebecca.” He said, looking at me. It seemed like the blow Carlos gave him did not scare him at all. This was such a nightmare for me. Carlos could not handle it anymore, he fled and left me there crying my eyes out. I was sure I had lost him forever.

Pretend the world isn't trying to murder them both. Carlos appears in the broken doorway looking like something out of a nightmare. Covered in blood, some his, most not. Exhausted beyond measure but still standing, still moving, still dangerous. His eyes find Amelia and Liora in the corner and something in his expression cracks. "You're okay. Tell me you're okay." "We're fine. He didn't touch us. Marcus and the others stopped him." Carlos looks at the corpse, at Marcus who's bleeding but alive, at the shattered door frame. His jaw works for a long moment, rage and relief and exhaustion all fighting for dominance.