Carson Series Novels & Stories

There was so much that I wanted to know, but not all of it was appropriate to ask within the first ten hours of getting to know one another. “Who is Carson? What makes him tick?” He took another sip of wine before matching my pose. His stare was intense, making me feel like I was being pulled to him without moving an inch. “Carson is a retired Alpha, father of three, and the CEO of a security company. He’s passionate about helping others, which was why he started his company. Definitely an open book that hates putting up with pretenses. He prefers people to be straightshooters. So, tell me, who is Ayla?”

The car whipped in behind the demons cutting off any escape. The car doors flew open and Jamison, Rainn, and Liam all jumped out. Rainn and Jamison went right to me and Ophelia checking our wounds. The sound that came out of Jamison's throat when he saw the cuts and bruises on O was one of the scariest things I have ever heard. He shifted immediately and mauled the last two demons until there was almost nothing left of them. O very carefully walked over and ran her hands through his fur. He whipped around but immediately realized it was her. "Ok big boy you killed the bad guys who hurt me. Come back to me now."

I summarized. Carson took a step backwards, before he leaned forward, “Delete the code. I need to know who this fucker is,” he muttered angrily. I nodded and started to work away at the problem. I loved fixing things, and this was a big puzzle to fix. As I clicked away, I was met with more blocks.

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

"Honestly, it’s refreshing to talk business with someone who actually understands it without trying to turn it into an ego contest." "Good," he murmured, his tone softening as he pulled up along the front courtyard of the house. Carson drove in through the open gates, nodded to the security by the gate and shifted his car into park. Then he turned in his seat to face me fully, leaning one arm over the center console. Before I could reach for my bag on the floorboard, Carson reached across, gently taking my hand in his. His touch was warm, precise, and deliberate. He held my gaze for a long beat before leaning down and pressing a slow, lingering kiss against my knuckles.

“Carson is a Damned Forsaken and has been feeding information on the Ravagers, C.H.A.O.S., and Tempest. He has been brainwashed. The good news is we can use him to our advantage. “What. The. Fuck?!” I shout. All eyes are on me as I process the newest explosion.

did not have the time to respond when the door opened and Gabriel was repeatedly searching. Look at the room and landed on his car on the Carlesia and then on Carson. "Magic dirty!" Shrik, he pushing towards Karson, who turned into smoke and disappeared and then returned to the appearance next to Carlesia, which was shot when he gave them and pull them on her feet. "You have some courage to come to my floor and throw me a middle of the house." Karson, Wabat, Khsron, who ruled his catch on Carlece, said. "Let her go!" He stumbled him Gabriel and looks at Carlesia. "I do not think I can." The Carson's, is to bend and accept her cheek, making it crying out. It has been long time since he was b

AUTHOR’S POV: Carson walked angrily as he headed to his house, he could feel eyes on him but he didn’t care. For someone that old he looked very young and handsome with a blonde, a very muscular body complemented his look, he stood tall about 6’7, and had the sexiest body stature ever. It was a pity he didn’t have a mate though every female species even some males would do anything to lay on his bed and whoever did always wished to go back, especially Sonia {she is in charge of female affairs across the paranormal world}.

With newfound energy, he stumbled and lurched forward, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Boss, I'm over here, here!" A sleek Ferrari at the end of the nearby road pulled off a stunning drift, its tires screeching and leaving trails of dark smoke, before coming to an abrupt stop in front of Carson. Wasyl emerged from the car, a towering figure nearly six-foot-three, his muscles straining the fabric of his sharp black suit. "Boss, that's the guy!" Carson was a mix of tears and rage as he pointed accusingly at Alexander and his companions, his eyes burning with vengeance, "He thinks he's tough, took down all our guys with his fancy moves!

Carson asked, stepping between the Alpha and myself. “As if I would even spare the breath to tell you anything, Alpha,” Damian stated. “You will answer my questions,” Carson commented as he pushed his Alpha aura out towards the other Alpha. When Carson bonded with Marly, he grew stronger. His Alpha aura would outshine any regular Alpha, and this bastard was nothing special.