Carlos X Jay Novels & Stories

"You think you can do what you want. Shall I remind you what I can do?" Jayden's voice wavered. "You could have dodged the hit." "You wanted to act like a hero in front of her," Carlos said, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I gave you that chance. Aren't I such a good uncle?" Jayden stiffened at his hold. Carlos leaned close, lips close to his ear. "This will be your first and last, Jay. The next time... You won't leave without missing a limb."

Jack’s body tensed immediately. "Carlos," Jack said, his tone cautious. "What are you doing here?" Carlos’s face was hard, his eyes cold. "I’m here about Hades," he said bluntly. "I know you were working with Dean Hooper and your father before they died, trying to take down Hades." Jack’s jaw clenched at the mention of his father. "What of it?" "I want in," Carlos said, stepping closer to Jack’s desk. "I want to work with you to kill Hades."

Carlos interrupts, unnoticed in intros. “Why would she introduce you? You won’t be around long,” I jab. “Papi, stop. Sorry, baby—Aunty U, this is my boyfriend, Carlos. He’s a doctor.” He greets Janis; she asks his specialty—neurosurgery. They chat. “Saved anyone lately, Aunty U? I loved your stories as a kid,” Gianna says. “I did save someone near death recently,” Janis replies, winking at me.

Is Carlos the father of the triplets? The various questions that were going through Josephine's mind made her nervous. She didn't know how to react to this sudden thing now and in front of Nicholas. "I've never been to any villas, in Green, White, or Blue Valley," added Josephine flatly. "You mistook me for someone else." Carlos turned his gaze to Nicholas and caught an astonished reaction in the corner of his cousin's eye. Six years ago, one early morning, Jayden returned to his mansion in the early hours of the morning, then locked himself in his room until the afternoon of the next day.

“My father is dead,” “You have the nerve to be speaking…” “Stefano, the girl is grieving…” “Go and get ready, the car is waiting for us outside. I will pick up your traitor father’s body and we are going to be out of here.” He said, stopping Alpha Cosimo. I was still for a second too long before the growl that the Alpha let out had me darting from the bed, knowing that he would be angrier if I didn’t move. However, moving too fast, I nearly fell, tumbling over my footsteps. Heir Alpha Diego wrapped his arm around my waist, stabilizing me, and I took a deep breath as I looked him in the eye, getting lost in them for a mere moment before I heard Alpha Cosimo speaking to Alpha Stefano.

I was wrong. “Yes, but–” I was cut off when Ricco gave Nikolas a machete. No. “You may think the interaction was harmless and maybe it was. Baby, Carlo knew what he was getting himself into when he touched you like you were his bitch. Now he’s crying like a figo.” (figo - pussy)

Carter. *************************************************

he instructed. Carlos smirked. "You probably don't need me to do anything. Your mind works like a computer" Carlos joked. Xavier is not in the mood. So he disconnected the call without replying. Carlos looked at the blank screen with his mouth agape.

“Come on dad, just let me try one time. One sparring session with Alpha Daniel. Please?” Jaxson stands there contemplating whether he should let his youngest spar with his nephew and just let him learn this lesson on his own and see if this will teach him to take his time with training. When he looks over between Daniel and John and they give him a nod in approval and when John links Jaxson to give him a shot, Jaxson sighs in contempt and looks back to his little twin, the only son he has and the boy who could be his twin if he were older.

Carson took a deep breath and said, “Jay Blade, I consider you as my son. So, you should understand me as a person, right?” “Yes, I understand,” Jay answered with a straight face. “From my point of view, you are the strongest, Godfather. And no one could ever top you.” “Oh really?” Carson asked. “So, in your eyes, I’m just some evil monster?” Jay quickly kneeled and said, “Godfather, that was not what I meant.” Heather quickly helped Jay get back up to his feet. “Little Jay, why do you kneel so much? You cannot do this.”