Carol Danvers Son Novels & Stories

Horror filled her as she read the headline. CAROLYN DANVERS: WIFE, PHILANTHROPIST…AND NOT HER FATHER’S DAUGHTER? She scrolled through the article, reading it so quickly she hardly comprehended its content, but the headline was enough. She looked at the author—an E. Jones, how helpful—and then she read the article more slowly. The blood drained from her face as she read the words, and she knew who the real author was. Jeremy. Jeremy had done this.

Caroline smiled slightly, then quickly sent another text message to the other person. [Carol: I've always been a rule-follower, Veil. The person I want you to investigate might become my future daughter-in-law, so I want to create an opportunity for my son.] [Veil: Is what you said true? I thought that kid would be single all the time, but he's already found the right person?] [Carol: Although at first I didn't think he could behave like that with any woman, but maybe I was wrong. Maybe he never met the right person before. But it might be different now.]

It begged and longed for it despite my best efforts to make it react otherwise. I walked away when I noticed them cover the coffin with mud. Aeden, Cliff, and Pearl were busy helping Sarah who just didn’t seem to stop. “How are you, Carla?” I heard a voice behind me when I was about to reach the gates. I scoff while rolling my eyes and poking my tongue through my cheek. “I wonder how the DA would feel knowing his son is still trying to pursue the woman he had a one-night stand with back in college,” I say turning around.

Nicole chuckled and walked straight to her, making her feel comfortable. "Oh what took you so long baby?" Nicole exclaimed hugging Caro tight, spun to Davis. "Oh no, no, no. No way. Don't tel me you hid this from me this whole time." She paused, arms crossed against her chest, brows going up. " Davis you owe me an explanation." "No. this must be a misunderstanding. Davis and I are....." Caro said. "You must be Caroline...Caro for short. " A feminine voice cut through from back, drawing everyone's focus to the direction. "I've been counting days until my son brings you."