Lou Carmody Novels & Stories

Louis to tremble while Kelly looked like she had seen a ghost. "W-we are s-sorry, s-sir." Mr. Louis stuttered, scratching the back of his neck in the process as he refused to raise his head up. "Shut that trap. Sorry isn't going to cut it for my daughter-in-law, who almost got killed under your own roof." Don Luciano bellowed and I rolled my eyes, trying to figure out if he was putting on a show to make people think he cared about me. But he didn't do that when Ria died, he was so fucking nonchalant, and yet, I was almost killed, and he was terrorizing these people.

After an hour in flight the information I had asked for comes through on all of Sandra's friends but one who seems to late to the party. " Ok let's see who we're dealing with shall we" I link the file to the tv and start to give my men a quick briefing "Gorden Clover age twenty-six has a criminal history of assault currently on probation. Hannah Sandoval age twenty student at Hillside community college studying to be a teacher" I hear a few chuckles and comments about if they had a teacher like her but ignore them and continue "Sarah Hall age twenty-two there is nothing else I b her other then her picture and our last guest seems to be a no show but the name on the V.I.P list gave us her nam

I extend mine hoping to shake his hand but he places a kiss on the outside of my hand causing my heart flutter, not in a romantic way but like in awe. "This is my assistant Marie Rodrigo and Marie this is my long time friend, Liam Knight" Liam smiles at me and I do the same. "How long have you been working for Karter love?" Liam asks. "About two weeks now" I say. "Oh, so you're fairly new" I simply nod. "I actually stole her from Carl, she was his assistant for a year" Karter says. "Oh, how is Carl?" Liam asks. "He's good. Doing well. Sophia's expecting!" Karter says.

The Burnhams had made quite a name for themselves. Oh yeah, can't forget about Louis Jon Carmichael, but we all just call him Lou. His folks run this major fashion empire. No wonder the guy always sported those eye-catching, eccentric outfits. Fashion is in his blood, literally! He is like a walking advertisement for their business. Lou sure knew how to make a statement with his style. .

My heart sporadically beats, as I turn to see who's warm voice had interrupted me. It's an average looking man, the hood of a dark jacket pulled over his head. He looks bothered by the weather, and quite frankly, I don't blame him. But he looks friendly enough, as he cracks an approachable smile. However, he looks a little foreign, which catches my interest. He's definitely not originally from this Pack, that's for sure. "Sorry," I mutter, snatching my keys off the roof. "You startled me." "I apologise. I was simply wondering if you would assist me in unloading my car of a few things. My family are getting rid of some old furniture."

Roman shrugged with a smirk. "i'll prefer you were the one doing the biting" Camila rolled her eyes and walked out of the room. The couple walked out of their penthouse and down to the lobby where they met Cory more than dressed for the occassion. He was dressed in an army green jacket, over shorts, hiking boots, a cap and a huge bagpack on his bag, It was so huge that they wondered how he was able to carry it.

He said in low voice for the sake of the new driver. “People change all the time, I’m capable of it too.” I took the day old newspaper that I had found in the car and pretended to be intrested at the news. “Yes Boss.” He said grudgingly when he realised that was the end of the conversation. The rest of the ride we did in silence. Ludo was already waiting for us when we arrived at the docks. His fat stomach protruding in the dense wind. “Montego.” He called out the minute I stepped out of the car. “You have no idea how happy I was when I received your call, I knew that you were a man made to make money.” He was talking at the top of his lungs competing with the raging wind.

He lost weight, his cheeks hollowed, and dark circles were etched under his eyes. He gasps for breath, extending his hand towards me, but I don't reach out to take it. Sitting at the edge of the bed, I maintain my composure and ask, "What's ailing you?" "Karma," he replies with a chuckle that transitions into a harsh cough. "Karkinos.” Karkinos is a sickness for werewolves that has no cure. No magic could heal it. It will eat your system until you die. “I deserve it for how I mistreated you."

I don’t know who this person is, but he or she is pissing me off. Thankfully it is Friday, and I can be home for the next two days. I talked with Doug the day after our meeting and asked about a guard for Everly. He thought that was a good idea. He told me that he had the perfect guy and would call me back after talking with him. I am guessing that if this is one of his friends or a guy who works for him, he knows Everly and will agree without hesitation. The guy that Doug sent started yesterday. His name is Giovanni, or Gio for short. He and Everly seem to get along ok so far. I was concerned, considering he is only 25, but Doug told me that there is no one he trusts more than Gio.

His focus on the flames as they crackled and waved. “The Luna has arrived,” Odis announced. The young man turned around has dark skin and his black hair is puffy and wild. A firm strong jawline, thin lips, and sharp prominent nose. The most surprising thing is his eyes, brown eyes with a white cloud over them. The doctor is blind. “Good afternoon, Luna. My name is James Sylvester. It’s a pleasure and an honor to meet you,” the doctor said. “A pleasure to meet you. You seem quite…”