Jolly Karlsson Novels & Stories

I asked. " It's lost on me how you could defend a man who assaulted you like that. He-" I laughed, cutting him off. Did he really think I was worried about a complete stranger? " It's you I'm worried about. What if you go to prison? All those witnesses that were present will testify against you. " He chuckled as if what I had said was funny. " It's cute that you think that could happen. I am Don Nikolai. I run the streets and I control everything. Plus that club has a no phones rule. "

“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.

he gave me a confused look and wandered away, wow I scared the poor boy away and now I’m totally lost, the bell went off again and the students started disappearing yo their various classes, I need to find the principal’s office so I could be assigned a locker and also complete my registration, and I had to do that fast before all the students would return and I’d have no one at all to help me, st*pid me blindly rejected the kind help request from Mr tall and brown earlier, I rolled my eyes. KARL’S POV “Fu*k!” I moaned out in pleasure as Winter’s cold tongue worked on my di*k, she had a long tongue and that was one of the reasons I kept her for myself, I pushed her blonde hair deeper to my d

Karl wears a smug smile, seemingly unbothered by the arrival of my rescuers. In the midst of this bizarre reunion, Carl, in his eccentric manner, greets my mother, "Kylie, honey, how have you been? I've missed you." My mother's expression turns into a frown, and the man named Arnold beside her demands, "Carl, let the boy go peacefully."

I smiled back and peeled a soft-boiled egg for him in return, sprinkling the bowl of soft egg with salt and pepper. “You two already looked like a married couple.” It was the first time I heard Karlo speak. The Alpha of the Black Wolves seems pale and firm-looking. But I guess I should never judge a wolf just by the color of their fur. I can really say that the three men here are hunky billionaires, despite their simple outfits. And Karlo’s voice…it’s fit for a radio DJ or even a lead singer of a band. It’s much tamer than Jason and Tyler, whose two voices may fit for a shark mafia boss. And Karlo’s more friendly and has much lighter features.

Good. I nodded back. My phone buzzed. Cam: are you watching the Oslo intake. Sora texted me. Me: yes. Cam: how is it. Me: better than I expected. Your friend Karl is apparently a natural. A pause. Then: he's YOUR Karl. I'm just a fan. I showed Karl. He read it. Read it again. "Your Karl," he said. "That's what he said." He handed the phone back and looked at the room with a quality to his expression that was very warm and very still and not going to be talked about directly.

Karl smiled. "Okay, class. Have a nice day ahead" She said. "Thank you, Miss Hannah" They all shouted. She smiled and left. "What? Pakistan? Out of all countries, why say Pakistan?" Jake laughed. "Whatever. Kinda fancy it cause my favorite actor is from there. He also died wrongfully in one of my best drama series. My Ali" Karl sobbed, childishly. "What's he saying" Jake giggled. "By the way, Miss Hannah doesn't even know she was the one who mistakenly summoned the face shifter by using that test" Karl snarled.

She marched over to him, grabbed the hot food from in front of him, and dropped it in his lap. He jumped up from his chair, shouting, “What the fuck!” “You, Felix Leon, are a low-life piece of garbage! You are the worst of the worst,” she shouted. She grabbed the coffee cup from the table and hurled it at his face. He fell to the floor and curled up in a ball, crying like a baby. So much for being a ruthless killer. Kara walked away with her head held high, satisfied. She smiled as she grabbed our bag and linked her arm with mine, guiding us onto the street outside the diner.

I said, smiling at him and extending my hand out to shake his hand. His eyes turn dark for a mere second, and then his lip tugs slightly into a smirk. The big scar over his left eye made him look even more mysterious, just as Ricky had told me. "Luna Dannelly. It's a pleasure to meet you. Thank you for the invitation. I apologize for my lack of communication and for not responding to your invitation. I've been so busy. I thought I wasn't going to be able to make it, but, I just couldn't miss today. Alarick is a good friend and I just had to come and greet the old Rascal." he says, smiling. He delicately grabs my hand, pulling it forward and placing a kiss on my knuckles.

Unless. "Alpha Grayson."