Novel & Cerita Novel Nick Carter

When Carter learned that Stephen was Wendy's representing attorney, he cursed, "That bastard just won't leave me alone." Crystal had repeatedly warned him not to mess with Stephen. Carter sat in his chair, his face dark and his eyes bloodshot, looking terrifying. "Mr. Kingston..." "Go tell Wendy I'm willing to settle," Carter said reluctantly. Carter was known for his vicious character and ruthless methods. When someone crossed him, he would do everything in his power to make their life miserable.

That was why I felt comfortable enough to come out to her. My fingers tightened around the book as my brain scrambled to make sense of it. No way. Noah Carter, straight-laced hockey captain, was reading gay erotica novels? A soft sound behind me made me glance over my shoulder. He was out cold, one arm now flung over his face, his shirt riding up enough to show his mouthwatering V-line that led into his pants. Heat crept up my neck and I turned back to the shelf, knowing I couldn’t put back the book or he’d know I touched it.

"Who... who are you?" Mrs. Katherine Carter asked, her voice shaking in fear. She didn’t recognize him. She was too shocked and in pain to hear Denovon call Emily his wife earlier. Her wrist still throbbed where he had gripped it, and her knees almost buckled beneath her. "You’ll know well enough," Denovon said coldly, "if you ever dare touch her again." He released her with a slight push. Mrs. Carter stumbled back and almost hit the ground. She would have, if not for a nearby table that caught her. Her body slammed into it, and she gasped, holding the edge for balance.

I stiffened. He appeared, phone in hand, eyes sparkling with satisfaction. “The Carter deal will secure everything. Our future, our kingdom. I need you perfect for the announcement. Do you understand?” “Yes.” “You will smile, you will nod, and you will make the world believe you adore me.” “And if I don’t?” The words slipped out before I could stop them. His eyes snapped to mine, cold and sharp. He leaned in close, voice low and poisonous. “Then you’ll learn just how fragile freedom really is.”

Carter to the wall behind her. All these years I thought that Anna was the one for me. but as time went on I realized just how different we were in everything. Nick always asked me why I still wanted to marry her when I didn’t love her anymore and his words staggered me, because I never told him that I didn't love her. When I first met Ms. Carter in person every part of me that was dead from the inside felt like it was being watered and being brought back to life.

He no longer interacts with them much, he's usually inside of his room, and sometimes, they couldn't even find him. Everyone was still mourning Vladimir's death but their friend's death has different for Carter. To all of them, Carter was the most emotional and sentimental and Nicholas can't blame his friend for being one. He's just naturally like that and it's something that made Carter unique but Nicholas doesn't like how Carter thinks—he can do the cruelest thing better than they do. And that's what he's afraid of. Nicholas cleared his throat. "Uhm, Carter, bud, you okay there?"

Juliet Carrington:- "Nick, what's going on over here, and why is the staff putting things in the car trunks and truck? Are we going somewhere?" I asked Nick as I watched the chaos happening around us. Before Nick can open his mouth and tell me, his twin Chrysander beat him to it, as he entered with his wife and children in his arms, dressed up in swimming trunks and picnic shirt. Athena was dressed up in picnic attire, too.

I take another deep breath to calm my outward persona and try to stay unflustered. “Hey, all.” Nathan is first in, one of Arrick’s most regular companions at all Carrero family functions, He has been to many a Huntsberger party too. He grins at everyone, eyes lingering on Jenny a little longer than appropriate and that little Casanova twinkle tells me he thinks he found his new plaything for the weekend. I think not! She is far too sweet for the animal in him, he would snap her.

Nathaniel's POV So that was it. We were really going to do it. The realization hit me like a lightning bolt as I stared at the phone in my hand, still processing the tone of her voice, the way she'd said my name—well, my app nickname. Wanderer. There was something about the way she pronounced that nickname that made me feel like I was a different person, like I could be someone other than Nathaniel Carter, COO of Kensington, the man who'd been forced to remove her from the job.

Book 3: A Surprise Celebration December 20th Carter Weaver woke before dawn but lay still. His eyes closed, he concentrated on feelings around him. His legs were entangled with soft, smooth skin he'd kissed all over a few hours before. The scent of sex and gardenias wafted in the air. Both fragrances he appreciated. His life had changed so much since he met Janelle Franklin. She'd given him a life, a reason to settle down and even want children.