Cartwright Christmas Novels & Stories

“So what’s your plan?” “You, me, and a couple of guys go down to Florida and bring Lana and Keisha home,” Carter said simply as he picked up his drink. “When?” Hugo asked. “Tomorrow,” he answered. “But tomorrow is Christmas Eve,” Wendy said. “And the day after that is Christmas Day,” Carter said. “The newest Mitchell will be playing with her new toys from Santa here in the penthouse with her mother and father.” ****

Chastity said as she left the living room. “There’s a card,” Caitlin said as she looked at the bottom of the box. “For your sake I hope there’s money in it,” Derek said as he crossed his arms. “Or a gift card to Niemen’s at least,” Chelsea commented. Caitlin opened the Christmas card and read it out loud.

“Well, don’t be sad, Ms. Carmichael! Christmas isn’t even over yet. Maybe Santa’s still working on it?” “Yeah, maybe Santa’s still working on it.” Molly couldn’t help but smile at Liam’s innocent belief. Of course, she knew that the chances of any of her Christmas wishes coming true were long gone. Nicholas Kerstman had not only sold the rights to the shop, but he’d also left town for good, which seemed to ruin both of her Christmas wishes in one fell swoop.

Sarah closed her laptop with a sigh of happiness. The Christmas ad campaign for Joe Carlisle’s new restaurant was finally finished, and she was thrilled with her work on it. It felt so damn good to be earning her own money again, after almost a year of depending on Jax to pay her way.

The downtown area was similar to a lot of the towns Dak had visited recently, looking for the perfect place to start his new endeavor, but there was something slightly different about Christmas Falls, something special he couldn’t quite put his finger on. The Christmas decorations hanging from the lamp posts and strung around the trees were the same white lights, red bows, garland, and cartoony characters as everywhere else, seasonal flowers blooming from the flower beds while banners announced where he was and that he was welcome there, but an excitement seemed to hang in the air that he could only describe as a certain kind of Christmas magic he couldn’t ever remember encountering before.

I refuse to admit defeat. My lips pull a smile. I know exactly how I'm going to handle this. Happy fucking Christmas to me. I just hope my “wife” is ready for what's about to happen. GWEN “—And tonight's Top Story: Billionaire playboy Creighton Karas posted a note that he missed a connection and it's been going viral, and there's no question as to why. Most of this we can't read on air, but the gist of it is, he spent Christmas Eve with a woman he claims is the next Mrs Creighton Karas. Posting requests that the lady in question whose name and number he didn't get before or after them. . . If they meet, show up at midnight on December 31st at the meeting place, which he claims only this spec

" Okay. And you know my name, how?" “Mr Blackwood. He filled me in on some important staff around here." “Oh! I see," I nodded. “My name is Shawn. Shawn Carlton," he introduced, holding out his hand for a handshake. “Shawn," I repeated, smiling easily now. “You're welcome aboard." He nodded. There was a brief silence between us. He chuckled. “I'm sorry to keep you standing, please proceed." I nodded, forced a smile and walked away. I had to admit, Shawn is very handsome. Plus, he has a beautiful and contagious smile. For some reason, his smile stayed with me for a while.

I have no choice. "Yes, of course. I'll get this one to bed but be careful." her motherly auro warms my heart a little as I give them both a smile and hug before setting off on another night of hunting. I'm not sure how I'm going to manage getting what we need when there's just the two of us but I'll figure it out... I have to. I start heading down the busy sidewalk taking in my surroundings and all the people as they go about their day. Christmas is close and it's pretty easy to tell the difference between the people that are just enjoying this time of year and the people that are late with their shopping and are in panic mode. God, what I would give to be either of those people.

Moon The escort service Cartwright runs is in the older Encanto area of Phoenix known for its lower rent, shady dealings, and dead bodies. The location goes hand-in-hand with his workforce of women. They would probably do better standing on a street corner. He provides services for a less discerning clientele than what Elegant Escorts has. If you want to get laid cheaply by women with drug habits and missing teeth, Cartwright is your man.

“Okay so you know how I’ve been talking to you guys about my dads business failing, they all nodded in unison. “Yeah so he kinda had some bad dealings with some shady people and that made him lose a very huge amount of money and it also lead to him, firing his workers as he couldn’t pay their salary for the sometime and closing down his business. So how does the marriage come to play Calvin. asked. Well as he was searching for people to lend him money to pay up the salaries of some f his workers and to be able to reopen his business again. He met Mr Alexandria Cartwright. “Wait Alexandria Cartwright., Alexandria Cartwright., that name seems familiar. I know I’ve heard it before. I just can’t