Carlos Encanto Novels & Stories

"I think someone forgot to mention she already made friends with a hot new guy" Hot guy? Pesssh! I wouldn't exactly describe Carlos as hot. Carlos was just a normal guy with short black hair, intelligent blue eyes that was almost brown with that boyish features that could make any girl swoon all over him. He has an undeniable subtle energy in his stance that said he was prepared for anything when he stood up against Logan back in the hallway. "Carlos is just a friend alright? But I wouldn't exactly call him hot" Kara gave a snort. "What would you call him then? Cute?"

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.

Y’all actually showed up! I said excitedly as we kept hugging. Last I heard, Bella’s dad, a politician, had secured a job for her immediately. Annie said she didn’t want a job now, as she was still “figuring life out.” And Carlos? He was currently processing his visa to Thailand. As a gay guy, it had always been Carlos’s dream to live and work there—and maybe find a man or men. He was such a slut, and I guess that’s why we were friends after all. Carlos: Four rounds of tequila, please!

He looked familiar as well. “You must be Leah.” He smiled, as I stood to attention in front of the sofa. He outstretched his hand as I looked at him confused. “Oh, apologies, where are my manners. I am Jack Carter, Logans father.” I let out a sigh of relief and accepted his hand, shaking it. “Logan is at the office at the moment.” I explained. “I know, I actually came here to see you.” I tilted my head intrigued. “Have you seen the news?”

I opened my mouth to speak but before any words could find their way out he pushed me and I landed hard on my butt "Don't even think of laying your filthy hands on her, she's precious to me" he said. I tilted my head slightly. "What?" It came out as a whisper. Lower than I intended "Here. Sign it and get going. I don't want to ever set my eyes on you again" He threw a brown envelope at me. My gaze moved back and forth from him and the envelope. "What is this Carlos?" I asked, not entirely sure of what's happening. "Why don't you open it and find out, Amanda?. You don't have to show your stupidity always, you know?" He answered harshly. I sat there for about a minute before finally tearing th

His presence was vibrant, almost theatrical. Before I could even react, he offered me a dazzling smile. “You must be new. And American. I’m Carlos.” I blinked at the rapid introduction. “Uh… Evelyn.” “Evelyn,” he repeated, rolling my name off his tongue like he was tasting it. “Gorgeous. You have that ‘mystery girl with a story’ vibe. I love it.” I wasn’t sure how to respond to that, but he didn’t seem to need a response. He leaned closer conspiratorially. “So, what’s your deal? Rich parents? Medical prodigy? Secret royalty?”

After all, she is still one of the student council members and should be preparing for the upcoming death festival, right? “DOWN in the alley, I go.” Carlos sings, humming the tune as he is on his way to his target his mission that he intends to make done quickly as he promises his general. “Look at that! There’s my prey.” He giggles, still taking everything as a play and his naughty playground. Sneaking, but not intently, he sat on the window sill as he observes his prey for a few seconds. “Whose there?” Alarmed by his presence, as he already anticipated it. He smiles and wide introduces himself. “The name’s Carlos.”

Joel sings through a crack in the door. “Ready as I’ll ever be.” I laugh back as he, Lauren, Carlos and another woman waltz in. Carlos takes one look at me, gasps, and then starts rambling in spanish waving his opulently adorned wrists around. Lauren laughs, so it must be good. Note to self…learn Spanish.