Carter Slade Novels & Stories

Then it occurred to her. In Slade's office. On a shelf behind his desk, he had a plaque emblazoned with the purple and gold crest. Slade's a member of SAE, too. Without hesitating, she looked up Ronald Slade's profile. Like Crandle, his bio listed his graduate and undergraduate work. Poppy knew that Slade had met Benjamin Howell while they were both in grad school at Wharton, but before Wharton, Slade had been at…

Chloe immediately said, "Carter, I'm begging you. Please come and see Lauren. She's my only granddaughter! Please, do this for my sake!" Just as Carter was about to respond, another call came in, and he saw that it was from Draventh. After some thought, he said, "Let me take this call first." He hung up on Chloe and answered the incoming call. "Hello, who is this?" "Am I speaking to Carter Jamison?" A man's voice rang out from the other end of the line. Carter frowned. "Yes. Who is this?" "The name's Marcus Cain." Marcus Cain?

Leaning my head down to hid my face, I use my shirt sleeve to wipe away the tears before I see Carter standing next to us with a smile. "Aun B please don't be sad," Carter says in his sweet voice. I can't help but coo at his cuteness as I gently pick him up placing him on my lap. "I'm not sad, my sweet boy, I promise," I whisper gently into his hair as I kiss the top of his head. Sitting him down gently onto his feet, he toddles over to his sisters and brother to continue playing again. Smiling sadly at my godsons, Carson and Carter are both my godsons along with Drake's

There are many other Carters, right? "I'm sure Sir Clad and Thun will be happy too." Yesterday, I was already confused about the Carter he mentioned. Now I'm even more confused. Because there's something new: Vlad and Thun, who he was referring to. Like heck, who are they? Are they Pokémon characters?

Zak yanked me off the ground and I groaned as I held an arm against my waist and leaned against the wall for support. I heard the sound of car doors opening and slamming shut before the creaking of the wooden boards of the platform echoed out into the night. I wondered for a moment if whoever it was walking across the platform knew we were here. The door swung open and I saw the outline of a tall, muscular figure. "Where is Cain?" Weber growled as more shadowed figures filled the room. "He's not here," an English-accented voice replied. I know that voice. "The deal was that Cain would be here personally," Zak said.

Cody says waving to me. “Hi my name is Evan Carter #54 sprint car I’m from Charlotte North Carolina” “Hi my name is Jordy Heart I’m from Binghamton NY and I’m team mates with Logan and I drive the #24” “And I’m Logan Valentine as he said we are teammates and I’m from this small town” Shit it’s my turn now isn’t it. “Hi I’m Shelby Cage I’m from this small town. I’m studying to be a nurse! It’s very nice to meet you guys”

Slade took them under his wing and he’s been their protector ever since. I pull into one of the parking spots at the far end of the lot, near a stand of trees. We park and I flick our lights a few times before turning the car off. Slade walks out of the trees. He has obviously just shifted, wearing only a pair of low slung shorts. He’s been training hard since we last saw him about a year ago. He’s buffed up a bit. And Chloe has really come along with her tattooing skills, based on the vast number that cover his arms, chest, stomach,and legs. They even crawl up his neck and down his hands and fingers. His dark brown hair is longer on the top and cut short on the sides and his sharp fe

*** Flashback start… “I… actually came from a poor family with a lot of siblings.” Carter started. The surroundings toned down as if listening to his story, including me, who attentively heard him. But of course, Clairmont wasn’t one of those people. He was quiet, yeah, but I could see him yawning on his seat. Putting that aside, Carter then added. “It was almost winter and we are pretty scarce on food, nor money. But then, a group of slave traders came to our village. For the sake of bringing food to the table, I volunteered myself to be sold away as a slave.”

“But we got him.” Carter was tempted to remind Jim that Carter was a huge baseball star and had been famous way before Hayden Masterson, but he refrained. It wasn’t worth antagonizing the man—at least not right now. Maybe tomorrow, when Carter was feeling up to it. Besides, he’d used up most of his Antagonizing Other People Energy on Lucy. He needed to recharge those batteries or he’d end up being a nice guy or something.