Howard Stark Agent Carter Novels & Stories

The bouncer who got you in the cab that night we were caught. Faye (06:50) NO WAY! Send me a pic. And give him my phone number. Aria (06:50) No. He works for Derek. Name’s Carter. He is probably shady as hell. Faye (06:51) He’s fifty shades of hot. That’s what he is. DO IT. I look up from my phone when I hear Carter’s footsteps. The floorboards creak, alerting me of his arrival. He hands me a brown paper bag, not unlike the ones they use at McDonalds, and sniffs, tilting his chin toward it.

“Agent Carter is dead.” The room went quiet. I stared at him. “The dirty FBI?” He nodded. “He was found in his home this morning.” Roman sat back in his chair. “How?” “That's all I know.” Cass shrugged. My stomach dropped. They wouldn’t tell me much about Carter. Only that they knew and trusted him before we found out he was working for Victor. He'd also been connected to everything surrounding the Russian operation. He was Victor’s informant. And Cass still hadn’t found out which Black Forge security employee fed private information to Carter because while they trusted him, some things were strictly Black Forge.

I got scared and realized we are still in danger. I closed my eyes in frustration and opened it in shock as I am not in London but at my so-called step mother's house. I don't understand?" I said furiously in disbelief as I saw the news. "Oliver Carrington was arrested after his drug business was found by the police with the help of his wife who was a spy sent by her family who were affected by Oliver as he was not only in drugs but also in the Mafia." the news reporter said but I have no idea why he said that to me.

I heard a commotion coming from some of the office girls across the room which broke me out of my mind swirl. “Have you seen Mr. Hottie out there with the super sports car.” One of them gushed. Please don’t let this be Logan. I thought. The girls were all gushing over some guy outside. I looked over one of their shoulders and sighed. “Leah, isn’t that the guy who was at the bar last week?” One of my closest colleagues asked me a little too loudly, to drop me in it. “Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.”

they said and disconnected the call. Carter used to do small jobs for the shifter council before he became an Alpha himself. If the council wants any information or if it wants anything to be done quietly, Carter is the man they would look for. So they are all shocked to hear that he is involved in something which is a sinking pit.

"Solid. Sign by Friday, we're golden—" Ryan's phone buzzed sharply on the desk, screen lighting up. Clark. He glanced at Howard, then answered casually, thumb swiping. "What’s up, Clark? Make it quick." Clark's voice crackled with tense, hushed urgency: "Sir, Mrs. Karla Carter’s here. Barged in, demanding all recent contracts tied to Howard Carter. Pulled files already—mergers, trusts. I tried privilege, but... she’s Karla Carter." Ryan’s brows shot up, surprise freezing his pen mid-air. "Wait—Mrs. Karla Carter? Demanding Howard’s contracts?" He repeated it half-disbelieving, eyes flicking to Howard, who’d gone statue-still, jaw ticking.

Carter. *************************************************

Thinking about his family and knowing that he will die anyway, the man began to say, “It’s Bruce Dante and…” “Cadda, move away, he has a bomb in his brain!” Colton yelled. During the questioning, Carter had sent the information to Colton since Caddaric had not confirmed receipt upon receiving it from Allan. At the time, Caddaric’s phone beeped but since his attention was on the man, he did not check it immediately.

Stan POV As I get Carter on the gurney at the hospital, I am grateful that the King had mind-linked ahead that we were coming in. The Pack doctor and nurses were waiting. I told them what had happened as best I could without being one hundred percent certain. I was convinced that somehow the black wolf had given Carter a dose of a paralysis drug. The doctor was concerned as they had not seen anything like that for years. There were even fewer opportunities that an antidote would be on hand to save him. I told him who he was to the princess and the doctor understood the seriousness of what he was being presented with.

Anya asked, her voice perfectly neutral. Lorenzo finally tore his gaze from those haunting eyes on the screen. “Tell them I have acquired a new priority asset. The meeting is terminated.” He didn’t see the stunned faces of the board members. He only saw the dossier that appeared on his tablet less than five hours later, as his private jet cut through the clouds over the Atlantic. LOUIS CARTER. 24. Address. Debts…a staggering, pathetic list. Sister: Chloe Carter. Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. Prognosis: Guarded.