Negan X Carl Novels & Stories

My fist clenched as I turned my gaze to the approaching, strolling figure coming down the ground with reckless abandon. His face screamed indifference and absolute smug self-satisfaction. Fuck face. “Whoa, it’s your cap, Karel.” Dael glanced. “The fuck, man? Dude’s face card never declines.” My eyes stayed glued to his body. He wore those muscle shirts like it was intentional. Miguel ran all the way to us. “Well, well, captain remembered us today.” Miguel, our year goalie, grinned and I removed his hands from my shoulders. “Stop talking like he’s special.”

***Fast forward***** 3 months later. Natty's POV. I was practicing with Helene,we were at the dance school. I come here every week for dance practice. Mike enrolled me here after I told him I have always loved dancing but I never had a chance to dance. I'mm so glad he did this. Helen was the best before I came ,we both and now we are competing for the best,it was an healthy rivalry. She became my close friend. We did the dance eagerly and with happy faces, this was our way of expressing our every feeling.When we were done,Helen quickly wore her shoes,she was a student and she had class. We hugged and she left.

she whispers loud enough for everyone to hear. So, this stronzo is a member of the Gabino clan. He gets out of the water and does not know where to look when Maria comes to his side and kicks him hard in the shin. He screams in pain and hops on one leg while he holds the sore limb with both hands. He makes a move to return the blow to Maria but stops as soon as he recognizes her. Just as he starts to open his mouth, Maria flips him the bird before speeding up and grabbing Valentina by the arm. Then, she moves towards me and grabs my wrist before glaring at Elio.

he whispered to the stone again. The demon growled again. "I really need a way to make you talk. Ten men was supposed to get you up and running but instead you are up and growling" Alpha Nolan grumbled. He heard sharp sounds coming from another corner of the room. It seemed like someone was trying to come out. He paid attention. Carter finally crawled out into the open. He was stained with blood all over his body. "Carter, what happened? How did you make it out of their gut?" Alpha Nolan asked in amazement.

Caren left with their pack fighters after refusing to choose another mate if it wouldn't be Aurora. King Cowell disagreed immediately stating Aurora and Sage are mated to each other. Caren complained that Sage hasn't marked Aurora and he wouldn't believe they are mates until Sage claimed her. Sage got angry but cooled off when the King pleaded with him to stay calm, that no one was going to take Aurora from him. He left the hall furiously. How could Caren talk about mating with Aurora?

Kellan ordered. "Yes, oh ye noble king. We shall be back soon." Negan replied sarcastically, and cut off the line. "Bastard. Continue enjoying whatever you have now. I promise you, it's not gonna last too long." Negan cursed under his breath before he returned to the car. He got in, found Scarlett still sleeping, and returned her cellphone exactly where he'd picked it from before igniting the car. He grabbed the steering wheel, and manoeuvre the car back into the road.

I couldn't let Killian dig her back up. I pushed the heavy metal door open. It screeched against the concrete floor. The garage smelled of engine oil, gasoline, and stale cigarette smoke. Three sleek, black motorcycles were parked in a neat row. Sitting on the hood of a dismantled sports car was Lucian Vane, tossing a silver pocket knife casually in the air. Jason Jax stood near a workbench, drinking a beer. And in the center of it all was Killian Blackwood.

I took my clothes off slowly, distantly noticing that Reeves wasn't changing yet. He was standing near his locker while locked in a deep conversation with Jason Randall and that brown-haired guy from lunch.... Carter Virell I think his name was. My jaw tightened as I watched them. Who the hell was that guy to him anyway? Tristan spent ninety percent of his life looking like an unfeeling marble statue, but whenever that guy was around, he actually seemed to participate in conversations. Tired of sitting in my own sweat waiting for their stupid conversation to end, I grabbed my towel and went to the shower bay.

Nobody moved. Nobody spoke. The parking lot felt frozen in time as Professor Carter’s words hung in the air. “Ask him why your blood type doesn’t match either of your parents.” Then Carter got back into the SUV. The door closed. The engine started. And within seconds, the black vehicle disappeared into the darkness. Leaving devastation behind. Lila stood completely still. Her father looked pale. Ethan looked confused. Maya and Vanessa exchanged alarmed glances. But all Lila could hear was the sound of her own heartbeat.

No more blood spilling beneath his fists. His software company had already skyrocketed into the top fifty in the world—he had more money than he could ever spend. He didn't need this life anymore. He took a deep breath and reached into his car, grabbing his signature cologne and spraying a few pumps onto his hoodie before pulling it up. Time to go inside. The hallway leading into the underground venue was dimly lit, the low hum of conversation and distant laughter filling the space. Kane walked with slow, deliberate steps, his sharp gaze scanning the area.