Carter Reed Tijan Novels & Stories

Peter said, referring to Lauren. Carter thought for a moment. "I see." He cared about appearances and naturally leaned toward a partner that his friends approved of. If his peers disliked his partner, taking her out would only embarrass him. Just as Carter was about to leave, Terrance appeared, beaming. "Mr. Jamison, Professor Ravelle contacted us, saying he can perform the surgery for Adrian tomorrow." Carter's face lit up. "Really?" Adrian could recover fully without any complications? He thought that Liam was truly a man of his word.

I notice that both of my knees are scraped and bloody as I tug at my dress, trying to make myself somewhat presentable again. “Young Leone,” Mr. Carter calls out from the top of the hill. He’s changed into a purple silk robe and is sipping a bottle of beer. “To what do I owe the honor of this unexpected visit?” Cade walks the dogs back up the hill as a couple of security guards close in behind Mr. Carter, hands placed uneasily on the guns in their holsters. “You can tell your boys to relax, Walt. I’m unarmed,” Cade assures them as he hands over the leashes.

She described further, and I pretended not to listen to her. “You like him, don’t you?” she teased. “Hell no!” In a loud tone I disagree. “So you do know who I’m talking about,” she smiles. “Come on, tell me. What’s his name?” “Daniel. Daniel carter,” “THE Daniel Carter?” She threw a flip, emphasizing on THE like that will make me know who he is. “Owner of the carter jewelry line, the product architect of BoltX Inc —the most famous car company in the world,”

Fists are bumped, backs are slapped, and names are traded. Carter is able to pass through the circle that surrounds me. If you've been living under a rock, it's Jean "Carter" Ludovic, the Bears' captain and a living legend in every way. It's nearly overwhelming to declare that I'm a fan once more. With a constipated croak that nearly sounds like my name, I am able to stifle it. Although it's not my greatest work, I'll accept it because it's an improvement. "Bennett."

But yet this smile has seen the most brutal wars, Carter was infamous for ripping his enemies throat out with a smile on his face. He was scheming and vengeful, and Taryn couldn't help but curse her brother for being so stupid as to get on Carter’s wrong side. “ I - “ “ Carter what are you doing?” asked Shayne as he looked at his Alpha, his eyes full of incredulity like he couldn't believe that his Alpha was actually doing what he was doing” don't you hate seers the most, isn't it because of a seer that you-”

KARLINE'S POINT OF VIEW The bell stopped ringing, as the karline opened the door. Her fingers trembled a bit on the doorknob as the wooden door creaked open. The air froze between them. because the front of her was.. Reid Carter. He stood tall, rigid, the same way he had in the courtroom two years ago. His dark suit was immaculate, his expression sharp, but his eyes… his eyes betrayed something else. Something heavy. Something haunted.

I said to her genuinely. “Yeah, old man Bernard is just freaking out because the last tribe he was a part of fell apart. This tribe is like his baby, and he won’t let anything happen to his baby,” the blonde-haired guy said with a ghost of a smile, making Joseph snort. “Tessa, I’d like you to meet, Carter,” Joseph said, shaking his head at the blonde guy. “He’s one of my closest friends here and undoubtedly the strongest.” I knew there was a possibility that Joseph had real friends, but I found it hard to imagine and I certainly didn’t think I’d be meeting them.

It was Reid Carter. Reid was a man of undeniable magnetism. His dark, tousled hair framed a chiselled jawline, and his piercing blue eyes held a hint of cold that seemed to capture the essence of his ruthless reputation. Dressed in a perfectly tailored suit that accentuated his athletic physique, he moved through the crowd with the grace of a true gentleman.

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

It almost looks like mine except that he has a black turtle neck as inner. Carter smiled and hugged Mr. McMillan as if they were best friends. "Miss Isla, I hope you are familiar with him. this is your co-brand ambassador, Carter Javier. I hope you two get along just fine." I know him. He was my first customer and the one who took my virginity. What the fuck is happening?