Starr Carter Novels & Stories

Arthur said and started to walk away. “Thirty-five!” Maxwell’s voice echoed in the room. Arthur halted in his tracks. “You will be turning thirty-five tomorrow Arthur Murray.” Arthur turned. His lips bent in a crooked manner. “Yes, that is a wonderful age. Do you have a problem with what I am turning to tomorrow? And hell, when did you start to keep count of my age, dear cousin?”

he said and approached Sarah. "Are you in a relationship?" I asked him. They were both taken aback by what I said. "No," Sarah said. "Soon," Carlon added, smirking at me. "Sarah just wants to check if you have brownies today," carlon said. "I still have a lot. How many do you want? Also, I have cookies here. same price." "Cara, I'll buy one oatmeal cookie. I want to taste it," Carlon said. Even though he's my brother, he still needs to pay, and I don't think he has a problem with that. I know that he knew this was a business.

We knew he would have wanted us to separate her from the rest. We did it out of respect too. He laid down close to her grave for hours. We didn’t know how to tell him it’s getting late. He had to let him be. Oliver and I were just scouting around. We were there till dawn. We didn’t sleep, because we needed to keep our eyes on any danger. “Alpha Arthur.” Tate calls my attention. I jump down from my car and approach him. “Thank you.” He appreciates me. I nod at him.

Stanley said, Two weeks later, when Mr, Carter noticed that Barbara bent In getting married to Stanley, he called his lawyer, and and he explained that he wanted to transfer all his wealth to someone else,” he explained, “Why did you wants to transfer all the wealth to another person,” the lawyer asked, “I have a great groundson that I didn't want to to suffer, and again, I don't want to lose all my wealth so a gold digger, a total stranger,” Mr, Carter said, “Is there anything I need to know,” the lawyer asked, “Nothing more than what I explained, please, tell me, when will you be coming, I don't want to waste time on this matter,” Mr, Carter said,

“But we got him.” Carter was tempted to remind Jim that Carter was a huge baseball star and had been famous way before Hayden Masterson, but he refrained. It wasn’t worth antagonizing the man—at least not right now. Maybe tomorrow, when Carter was feeling up to it. Besides, he’d used up most of his Antagonizing Other People Energy on Lucy. He needed to recharge those batteries or he’d end up being a nice guy or something.

"Carter is still waiting. Let's go." Only then did Nate withdraw his glare, huffing coldly. Once inside the elevator, the two began chatting about STAR. Nate remarked, "Carter really is something. He even managed to get STAR, the most elusive and in-demand figure in the industry, to work for you. And you keep saying he's changed. Honestly, I think he's treating you better than ever."

The headline sat beneath the image in bold, accusatory type: Billionaire Enigma Exposed: Is Jace Carter a Secret Father—and Has the Truth About His Marriage Been a Lie All Along? My breath left me in a slow, silent rush. I scrolled down reading. The words blurred for a moment before sharpening into cruel clarity. Jace Carter, the elusive CEO of Carter Holdings and a dominant force across global markets, has long been known as one of the most eligible bachelors in the world. Publicly single for years, Carter once sparked rumors of a romantic relationship with close associate Caitlin Moore—claims he firmly denied, insisting he was unattached to anyone at that point.

Meanwhile, Carter Corporation’s stocks had plummeted because of him. Mr. Carter Sr.’s call interrupted his thoughts. “I just received an invitation to the wedding of the global tycoon’s heir and the CEO of Keystone Group’s daughter. It’s being held in Haven State. “Tomorrow, you’ll hold an online press conference and announce that you’re here as my representative to attend this union—not to escape the scandal,” Mr. Carter Sr. instructed. Leo agreed half-heartedly. “Got it.” He was well aware of the tycoon’s heir—a 28-year-old aristocrat from Haven State, highly educated, and a standout among the world’s young elite.

"Okay, got it!” With that, they ran to their respective posts. The gathered crowd seemed to have had their fill of fun as well, so they began to disperse and returned to the venue. The Carters were a prestigious family. Mr. Carter was one of the oligarchs in Westchester while his wife, Mrs. Carter, was a world-famous painter. As for the Stocktons, Mr. Stockton was an oligarch who reigned over Glanchester while Mrs. Stockton was a famous investor and philanthropist.

“Welcome back to Society Scoop Live! Tonight’s guest needs no introduction — heir to the Carter Group, the nation’s most eligible bachelor, and the man at the center of what’s being called The Royal Romance of the Decade…” Catherine’s hand clenched the remote as James Carter’s smirking face appeared on the massive flatscreen in her living room. He wore a charcoal suit and a white shirt with the top button artfully undone. Clean-shaven. Dimples on full display. The lighting made him glow like a saint.