Carlos And Mal Novels & Stories

Ana looked uncomfortable and Carlos, even though he had slept with a woman, his face didn't look very good. Where are you guys going? He was curious, because this was the first time the two of them had gone out without him. " To the cafeteria. I just don't call you because I think it's probably full already. - He knew how to make Carlos angry and he loved to do it. " She didn't show any reaction! I think Marcos is right...I am losing my skills. - he thought as he looked at her table. Before Carlos could see them enter the room, he could hear the two of them laughing from inside the room. He had never heard her laugh like that, at least not with him.

“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.”

” 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.

She stood up and said goodbye to the two. "I'll go with you!" A voice from behind Alyssa. Alyssa turned around. She saw Carlos, the young man standing on the side of the kitchen door. She met him earlier while they were having lunch. Carlos is handsome. He looks mestizo even though he says that his parents are pure Filipinos. Tall and perfectly built body. Carlos walked closer to where the two friends were. "I can't talk to anyone, those other boys are in the room to take a nap." He said, staring into Alyssa's eyes.