Carson Series Novels & Stories

He did not want either Sophia or Scarlet to see the dirty picture of the mafia and how dangerous he and his son can be as leaders. “Why is my husband so romantic today? He is giving me everything that I ask for, like a wish fulfilling God.” Scarlet was over the moon. Little did she know he was not even near God. Carson is a devil. But whatever he was, the truth will never come out before Scarlet. She will see him always as a Moses who followed the path of righteousness. And the same legacy is carried on by Saul towards Sophia.

A clear male voice was heard, sounding a little pleased with itself. Mariana's beautiful eyes opened widely, after that, she took her phone and quickly walked towards the place where there were less people. "Why are you introducing me to clients?" Mariana did not call out his name because there was always someone by his side going back and forth. Carson was much more dangerous than his brother, he was extremely famous. If the girls found out that she was talking to him on the phone, then they would be shocked once again. "No reason, I support your work." Carson said plainly, then became displeased, "Why do you look so unhappy, don't you want me to help you?"

"Carson gets out of the building without incident. And for God's sake, don't let her stop by the kiosk for another coffee." I was in shock where I sat, waiting for some realization of humanity to fall over his stoic features. Somewhere between stressed and graceful came hard lines and cruel secrets hidden in the coming crow's feet of steady eyes. Haunted eyes. Worn with his own demons. "Do I need to embarrass you by calling security to make my point, Miss Carson? You are not a fit here. You are problematic in grace, to say the least, not to mention confidence and a contradicting arrogance that is gravelly misplaced."

Maybe then he can continue living a happy life with his girlfriend while she moves on with work and maybe find herself a boyfriend in the future. ✬✬✬✬✬✬✬ DELGADOS' MANSION★ Carson just descended the stairs dressed in his uniform and a leather black jacket. His hairstyle was busy and he fixed some piercings on his nose and ears. "Carson I've packed your.. oh my gosh!" Emily froze on her steps when she saw his look. "What do you think you're doing? Why are you putting on that jacket and who allowed you to pierce your nose and ears!" She looked angry as she scolded him.

Carson sat back straight without any of his previous sloppy attitude “I have told you several times, I do not want any part in your schemes. You have schemed all your life, tricked an innocent woman and occupied her home after getting rid of her and you are still not happy. You are still scheming on how to snatch a dead woman’s property…. Are you not ashamed?” Carson’s mother shifted uncomfortably in chair as she tried to calm Carson down “Son, then I won’t go. Isn’t that better than driving your father and grandpa insane?” “They are already insane…why else would anyone in their sane mind want to get rid of his devoted wife and rob her off her wealth.” He patted his mother’s hand coaxingly a

He looked scary. “Don't ever come here again, or I swear that I will not only slap you but kill you. I don't want you even ten meters near Gary or else…” Carson trailed off and released her arms harshly. Wendy gasped and held her arms in pain, she looked at Carson, unable to recognize him. He used to be soft-hearted and forgiving, but now, he seemed to be the devil himself. Carson stared disdainfully at her and went back into his car. In a few seconds, the gate was opened at the beep of his car horn. He drove inside and the gates closed. He brought the car to a slow halt and parked it in the garage.

He had waited to answer out of respect for Blake and the kids, cause even though Blake and he were pretty close there were times they had to have separate ways. Carson caught a nasty smell and saw the envelope as he neared the apartment. He quickly blinked and scanned the area, not seeing or hearing anything suspicious. He snarled and recoiled his hand as he picked at the envelope as he bent to pick it up holding it with his claws. His fangs pierced his tongue as he straightened. Carson came to his full height as Mackayla opened the door and threw her arms around him. He smelt the fear and held her for a moment. "Can you tell me exactly what happened?" He pushed forward to guide her inside.

Carson sighed and looked torn, but he continued "When I caught your scent at the packhouse last night, I wanted to go search for you, but I was there at the request of the Luna and so I went right to the parlor where I was to meet Luna Maisie. I was happy to see you there, when I realized you were watching Ashley for the Luna, I wanted to scream 'Yes!' just because it meant you would be in the same room with me for awhile. I don't know why I feel this way. But I am mesmerized by you." "Oh." I said. I didn't know what else to say. "Eckley wants to be near you too. He was pushing to shift at the lake because he wanted to see you for himself." "Is that why you were just standing there, staring?

Carson's footsteps echoed on the smooth floor of the hangar, his presence was commanding and assured. He was dressed in a simple and yet elegant suit, his jet dark hair slicked back with his eyes piercing and sharp. He moved with the air of someone used to being obeyed, a trait that had served him well in the ruthless world of pack politics. As he reached the exit, a black sedan awaited them, its tinted windows glinting in the afternoon sunlight. Carson slid into the backseat, his aide following close behind, her presence almost invisible but for the slight rustle of her clothes.

Finally, Raymond dragged his feet to the door, muttering, “I’ll be outside. Just in case.” The door closed. Carson turned back to me, and his smile returned—gentler, but laced with something unreadable. “I will not be killing you.” My heart lurched. “You… you won’t?” “No.” His grin widened. “I’m not known for brutality. My pack has thrived under peace, and I intend to keep it that way… even for outsiders like you.” Outsiders. The word stung sharper than chains. Carson left his throne, the seat of power now glaringly empty behind him.