Novel Nick Carter Novels & Stories

The driver looked at my face. "Carter Enterprises , please. " My Dad worked at Carter Enterprises. Nicholas Carter, the CEO of Carter Enterprises was one of top businesses in the world. It is said that the company reached heights after he took over. I had seen him twice in some magazines but can't say I haven't seen his face properly. He is too handsome to not take a proper glance. He is the perfect handsome billionaire but it can't be said if he is a playboy or not. His personal affairs haven't been the headlines often. It was a twenty minutes ride from my home . I had put on my headphones to listen to some music.

Carter Um jovem empresário muito respeitado e dono de uma grande fortuna, mas, que esconde um passado obscuro. Cresceu nas ruas e para se livrar da pobreza, entrou para o tráfico. Dono de uma reputação incomparável, porém o que ninguém imagina, é que ele possui um coração frio e amargurado pelo abandono. O ódio consome sua vida e a busca por vingança o motiva a seguir em frente, pois, não é capaz de perdoar quem lhe feriu no passado.

Clairmont too, looked like he was deeply thinking about something, so the two of us resumed our walking silently, entertaining our own thoughts. “Do this novel of yours tell anything about that girl?” I snapped out from my pondering. Buffering for a bit, I glanced up to him and shook my head a no. “Surprisingly enough, that girl never exist in the novel.” “Even though she is able to mind-control Carter and told him to walk to a certain direction?” Suddenly he snickered. “Now that I think about it, I don’t think him meeting that group of humans is a coincidence.” Now that he mentioned it…

Carter said quickly and sipped his beer. “Uh huh. After I get Dalton straight, we’ll work on your taste in women,” Goldman said. “I don’t need any help getting any, okay,” Nick stressed. “I know,” Carter began. “Since it was the sheriff’s idea, maybe he can set you up with Jackie. He is engaged to her twin.” Nick almost heaved at the idea. “Yeah, Jackie has a nice rack,” Goldman said with raised eyebrows.

“But why?” Noel stood up, standing by the window with the file in his hands. “Carter is a drug dealer right? And some of this drugs that they make needs blood so why will he get his hand dirty when he have a foolish vampire that can do it for him? At a very low cost?” He explained. Gaby drawled. “Never knew that Carter was this wise really.” He said. Noel looked at him before laughing. “Then you don’t know anything about Carter. The only way to solve this case is get to Carter, kill him and then kill Aurora.” He mumbled leaving the office and they locked it for security purpose.

He would keep more to himself and seemed to always be moody and easily irritable. He was always in some kind of trouble and the more time passed the more worse he became. He was a bad boy. Until one day I woke up and his whole family was gone and a different family was moving in to their house. Rumors spread around that he had been sent to boarding school, but we never really got to know the truth and that was the last time I saw or heard of Nick Callahan. Until now. *** “You used to write in that ratty red notebook,” Nick says, pulling me gently back into the present. “You always looked so serious. Like you were writing the next Great American Novel”

I suspected he wasn't too occupied; he usually answered on the twentieth ring, always claiming he was in the middle of an investigation. ''This is L. Carter, just in case you've deleted my number from your phone...'' I said with a scoff, and his laughter from the other end made me roll my eyes. ''Broooo!'' he drew out the word, which only annoyed me further. ''What's up, bro? Haven't heard from you in a while. I bet you need something from me...'' I sighed. ''There's someone I think I know who I need to be investigated, Nick...'' I told him, and he went quiet. ''Hey, are you still there?''

She waved her hands frantically, her pulse spiking for another reason altogether now, and opened her mouth to try and take back all the words, but Carter wasn’t listening. “We’ve got Darius Carathurs,” he said, holding out his hand as if a tiny little Darius Carathurs was sitting on his palm. “So what we need is someone opposite to him. An everyday kind of man. Someone our readers can identify with. Darius has a wallet bulging with cash, despite his bad behavior in the press, so what we need is to somehow imitate the same style we give Darius but on a budget, something our readers could go out and buy without stinging their hip pockets.” “No,” Liam was saying before Carter had even stopped s

He shook his head, chuckling. Exactly what Clinton said. It should be blasphemous that a sex god like me can’t even get hard. An abomination to society! “Seems like someone has you wrapped around their fingers,” he commented, seemingly amused. “I, Nikolai Carrington, won’t allow myself to get wrapped in anyone’s fingers.” “Hmmm… whatever helps you sleep at night, Niko. Whatever helps you sleep,” he chanted, full of sarcasm. Even my own dick had betrayed me.

I growl, slamming my gun on the counter. He holds his hands up but doesn't leave. "Can I do anything?" he asks, as though asking in a different way might get him a different answer. I open my mouth to tell him to go fuck himself, but then I stop. I need him. Alberto is the only man within the cartel that is entirely loyal to me. Who won't go to Charlie, my brother, my boss, if I ask him for complete secrecy. And though I want to tear her treacherous heart out, I want to do it in my own time, in my own way, without the demands and influence of my family.