Carrie Book Novels & Stories

Instead, she went to a corner of the room where my bookshelf was and started touching the books there. "So you read," she said, stating the obvious. I couldn't resist the urge to roll my eyes. "No, I don't. I'm an illiterate who happens to be a book collector," I replied sarcastically. Carly ignored my comment and touched one book in my collection of series. "The Nancy Drew case files: playing with fire," she read out. "What's it about?"

he says with a chuckle. Jessica slaps his arm looking at his with a scowl as Carrie and I burst out laughing. “Does it say anything about Carrie?” I ask now wanting to know what I can find out. “There is a chapter on a healing wolf, that you should read,” Carleton says pushing the book towards us. “Why is that?” Carrie asks.

Although a deep sleeper, Carrie was a sensitive person. If she realised that she was not in the room with her, the very first thing she would do was to raise an alarm to alert everyone. Things would turn very bad. Her shoulders sagged in despair. Why was the letter late? She stared out into the deep waiting for the carrier pigeon. If only she had the time to send the letter as early as possible to Sherry, however it was late before she realized that the Alpha and Noya weren't around and that they had gone on a picnic for just four days.

What happens when he uncovers secrets of her past life that drive her away from him? Cara Rose Sullivan is a sweet, eighteen-year-old, school dropout who is struggling to make ends meet after her parents' death. The sole breadwinner of her family, she is somehow providing for her three small siblings by taking up odd jobs. So when the very attractive Marcus Donnelly offers her a permanent job, could she decline it? Can she stop her heart from beating fast every time he’s near her? What will she do when he seems to be always near her? What will she do when he seems to invade her dreams as well? Read this heart-stopping, emotional roller-coaster of a love story that will keep you spell-bound!

I pee a lot, and smelling and seeing things that are sensitive to my body makes me puke. "Liam, just leave the poor girl alone." Sydney stepped in and pressed those breasts of hers on Liam's arm. "Come on. The book is a room. So we are going to have loads of fun." Loads of fun, indeed. "Just give me a minute," Liam brushed Sydney off, making her pout. "Lily, are you okay?" I scoffed.

I just wanted to almost lie down and take medicine for whatever was occurring. This was the weirdest feeling I had ever experienced. I wasn't sure how I'd get rid of it either. A terrible thought came to me. What if this mysterious sickness attacked the baby inside me? I had to fight through it and keep moving. I couldn't give up on reaching Dax. As I kept walking, I spotted a maid that was cleaning. I was grateful that I had found someone who could help me. Maybe I had some luck on my side. I feebly called out, "Please help me."

The day before the college entrance exam, the class belle everyone adored stepped onto the podium. "I wasn't going to tell anyone, but I couldn't bear to let you all miss this opportunity. There's a hidden rule in this year's college entrance exam system. If you soak your answer sheet, it'll be transferred for a special manual review by top universities." I froze, staring at her for a long while before finally blinking dumbly. In my previous life, those exact words had been enough to make someone as dull as me lose my composure for the first time in my life. I ran to get the teacher and stopped the entire class from soaking their answer sheets. In the end, the class belle failed the exam

It vanished as soon as I met her eyes, as if she thought it best for no one to know that she had felt that way in the first place After dinner, Arian disappeared into the study, muttering something about a call he needed to take, and I was left to find my own way back to my room, which I somehow managed to do wrong. I wandered the halls twice before realizing that I was hearing voices. "...still can't believe he actually went through with it," one of them said, low enough that I had to lean against the wall in order to hear. "...everyone assumed it would be her," said the second. "The whole household was prepared for her to come back at some point." "I know, poor thing doesn't even know what

I said nothing, because I had no idea what to do with that information, only that it settled somewhere deep and uneasy in my chest. By the time we'd checked three more rooms with no luck, her steps had slowed considerably, her small feet dragging against the tile. "Can you carry me?" she asked, lifting her arms up toward me with the same total lack of hesitation she'd shown from the very first moment. "I'm tired." I picked her up before I'd consciously agreed to it, settling her against my hip like I'd done this a thousand times before, though I never once had. She looped one arm around my neck and rested her head against my shoulder with a contented little sigh, entirely unguarded, entirely

“You never told me that, baby girl?” Christian’s voice floats my way as Jenny nudges me gently and nods across the aisle. I had finally gotten into my book after all and blanked them all out as I was pulled into a magical world of Vampires and Werewolves fighting over human girls. I look up nonplussed, catching Arrick glancing my way with that infuriating unreadable expression and yet a softness to his face that I haven’t seen in a long time. He almost looks a little bit happy and it just makes me feel shittier.