Carter Horton Final Destination Novels & Stories

“ Please, who doesn't want a party on their birthday “ Faith says Im guessing that was her idea to throw a party without his consent. Laughing I help them unpack boxes for what seems like an eternity but only a few hours by the time we were done my back was achy, my legs were nub from sitting on the floor for too long. As I was trying to keep myself from falling on the floor someone burst into the room” LUNA! Carter is dead “ knocking me of my feet literally. Don't get me wrong its not shock but the movement of that person because I couldn't careless about Carter since he was going to die one way or another, what I wasn't expecting was that he didn't last that long “ what happened?” I ask th

We placed the casket gently down, and with a nod of acknowledgment from the others carrying the casket alongside me, I found myself looking at the many photographs that had been set up around the decorated gazebo of Uncle Trent, so many happy memories… I followed Uncle Knox, Kai and Kaleb down from the gazebo, while my Grandpa and Uncle Trent's friend, Robert hung back. We walked to the seats allocated to us, as the minister began to speak. I ironically found myself next to Cleo. Her scent seemed stronger today, I was sure of it… or maybe it was the scent combined with her perfume… but whatever it was, was making me want to pull her close to me and bury my face into her neck…

“Carter! Where were you? I flooded your phone with warnings! Why didn't you pull him out? He signed that death-oath contract!” She was shouting, the desperation leaking out of her like an open wound. “Willow, listen. The moment you went after Vincent, those Northern rogues ambushed me. They crushed my phone and threw me into a silver-lined cellar,” Carter gasped, his chest heaving. “I had to shift halfway just to break the lock. By the time I scented the lobby, the chamber was empty. The summit ended early.” The floor seemed to tilt beneath her. “Everyone is gone?”

The little boy burst into laughter as a duck hurried after the last breadcrumb in his hand. Inside the departing car, Chatrine glanced at them one final time through the rearview mirror. For a brief moment, she felt as though she were looking at a piece of the future. A small family. A father. A son. And the bright laughter of a child tying everything together. She turned on the radio and allowed an old song to fill the silence inside the cabin. When the car rounded the corner and the park vanished from view, Chatrine finally understood something. For the first time in her life, she could leave Canterbury without carrying any burden in her heart.

"I saw that name. In the east wing files. There was a photograph with a note: 'Carter knows everything about the Harrington family.' I didn't think anything of it at the time." "Then we find him before Victor does." Damien helped her to her feet. "Vasquez has a lead. A location. An old cabin north of the city." Aria climbed into the passenger seat. "Then let's go. We're not letting Victor get to him first." Damien started the engine. The car hummed to life. His phone buzzed again. A text message. He read it aloud. "You're looking in the wrong place. Carter is already gone. The cabin is empty."

Mom noticed me, and a flicker of embarrassment crossed her face. However, she quickly regained her composure and said, "Nattie doesn't have much time left. Her biggest wish before she passes is to marry Davon and be a bride for one day, so we've all agreed to let them have a wedding. Nattie's terminally ill. You can't possibly deny her this one wish, can you?" I looked at Mom, feeling my heart shatter into pieces. They knew full well that Davon was my husband. "I..."

Mia and Alexander had gone their separate after their moment in the hallway. As she drove back home with Cam at the passemget side, she tried her best to pay attention to what her friend was saying and ignore the complimentary card that was burning a hole in the pocket of her jacket. She had a long night they both had. But one of them was more excited and the other, well… confused.

"It is very true Princess. Now I want you to go home and at the back of the house, you will see where I grow my vegetables. I want you to dig it up and when you do you'll see some things. you'll know what to do with them. " Mother, please I want to help you" Amber cries. "I am already going to die. I feel it already. I pray Mother Celena forgives me of my sins and welcomes me into the heavens with open arms " Jarret says as she begins to cough up blood. "If you see my children one day, please give them the letters I write every year that I told you never to touch. Their names are Dorian and Adrian. Tell them I love them very much" Jarret says as she coughs more.

Dave gasped. "Ray Ray. Uncle Ray!" Leonard sang and got down to hug his legs. I pulled him back. "He's not Uncle Ray, Leonard," I said and shielded my son. He struggled anyway and freed himself to hug him. "Raymond.. is... this really you?" Dave stuttered. "How can you assume my death so easily when you didn't even bury me?" . . ★ †THE END†★ _______________________ Some will fight me for ending it in suspense.🤣😂