Finding Carter 2 Novels & Stories

She doesn't get in his car and goes on. She was afraid to get in his car. Aaron opened the door, and the magnetic voice was mellow and deep, "this is the last time I can help you. I will send you to Carter’s family." He stretched out his hand, pulled her over, pushed her into the car, then slammed the door of the car, and started the car to drive to Carter’s mansion. Twenty minutes later, the blue Aventador stopped at t the Richards building. Aaron glanced at her with the rest of the corner of his eye, then got out of the car and went straight to Carter’s building.

I see Camila walking towards him, she’s his ex-girlfriend and the resident mean girl. He hates her, he has said it a thousand times so why is he opening his arms to her? Why is he kissing her? I don’t understand anything that’s going on right now. I walk towards him and he stops me with a raised palm, “Carter, baby what’s happening”? “Why are these pictures here”? “Please do something about it, did you get hacked”? His face remains stoic until a small smirk starts right around his mouth and I watch as it slowly turns into a malicious grin. He laughs darkly and raises one brow up

The first time I was supposed to meet my boyfriend, Grady Cabrera's parents, he stopped me at the door. The reason? His childhood friend, Mallory Pierce, had just drawn a tarot card. According to the reading, I was cursed with bad luck today and shouldn't step foot inside the Cabrera family home. Before I could say a word, Grady reached for the gifts in my hands. "Wait in the car for a while. Once dinner's over, I'll drive you home." I didn't let go. "I've spent over a month getting ready to meet your parents, and you're not even going to let me inside?" His expression hardened. "Brenda, this is for your own good." Before I could protest, he shoved me back into the car and shut the d

The first time I meet my girlfriend, Nadine Grant‘s parents, she stops me at the door. Her childhood friend and neighbor, Nick Lockwood, has just pulled a tarot card. The card says I'll attract trouble today, so I shouldn't go inside. Before I can say a word, Nadine reaches for the gifts in my hands. "Wait in the car for a while," she says. "When dinner's over, we'll go home together." I don't let go. "I've spent over a month getting ready to meet your parents, and you're not even letting me in?" Displeasure is written all over her face. "Andy, I'm doing this for your own good!" Before I can argue, she shoves me back into the car. Nick smiles at me through the car window. He says, "

But Carter didn't seem to notice me yet. He rushed to his wife and enveloped her in a tight hug, which she returned with the same intensity. "I've missed you so much, Hailey. I searched everywhere for you," He rasped into her hair. "I'm here now," Hailey giggled. I took in Carter and couldn't help but notice how worn out he looked which was probably due to Xavier's death and Hailey's disappearance. As if sensing my gaze on him, Carter slowly withdrew from Hailey and turned to me. And the second his eyes made contact with mine, his expression changed from relief to rage as his fangs elongated and his claws grew.

“You can just take the second entrance. It’s actually more discreet anyway.” But the car just kept moving. They passed the second entrance… then the third. Carter’s stomach dropped. “Hey. Hey, you need to let me out now.” The driver said nothing. Carter grabbed the door handle and pulled, he realised to his horror that the door was locked. He pulled again, harder this time, his heart starting to hammer against his ribs. “Hey! Let me out!” Still nothing. “Are you serious right now?” Carter’s voice grew higher as panic clawed through him. He leaned forward and shook the driver’s seat as hard as he could. “HEY! I said let me OUT!”

It's still kind of far to walk, but it's okay. "Is your home near the cafe?" someone asked, and I found colin walking beside me. "Hi! Three streets away from here. It's kind of far to walk. Where are you going?" I asked him. "I'll walk you home." "CARA!" someone shouted. It was Austin. He was on his motorcycle and went to us, "CARLON CALLED. YOUR DAD WAS FUMING MAD RIGHT NOW! YOU NEED TO HURRY, I'LL TAKE YOU HOME."

She stood, then pulled me up. When we got to the gate, we found Carter arguing with another guard, trying to force his way inside. His hair was held in a ponytail, his face was clean-shaven, and he was dressed in his favourite shorts. His old Chevy Camaro was still running behind him. One look at him, and the memory of falling from the balcony while trying to escape the alpha kings came rushing back. I still had questions about how the sheets suddenly tore.

He turned his head back toward the long line of idling black luxury SUVs sitting in the middle of the road. He raised his large hand and made a quick, sharp signaling motion to the driver in the front vehicle. "Drive in without me," Luca called out loudly to his security team. "Go around to the main garage. I am going to walk in." "Yes, Mr. Carter," the driver replied instantly, bowing his head before rolling up the dark window. The three massive black vehicles immediately accelerated, moving smoothly through the large iron gates of the Carter estate. Luca didn't even watch them leave. He just turned back to me, his hand reaching down to grip the small of my back lightly, guiding me toward t

"Please don't make this more difficult than it has to be, Ella." You can bet your ass that I'm going to make this difficult, I thought. "I'm trying to keep you safe," he said. "Something that Cain clearly doesn't do a great job of." I looked out of the window as the stolen car pulled into a driveway that led up to an airplane terminal. Panicking, I began to toy with the manual lock on the car door. It had sunk down into the door itself with it had been locked from the center console of the car, but I was trying to pry it up with my fingers.