Starr Carter 소설 & 이야기

“My father was a man of great strength and wisdom. He guided us through the darkest times and celebrated with us in the brightest. Today, we lay him to rest, but his legacy will continue in all of us.” His words hung in the air, heavy with emotion. At that moment I forgot I hated him. I was only seeing the man who lost his father—a man that was grieving. Clinton’s presence beside me was steady, offering a silent strength that I leaned into. I tried to control myself so that no one would become suspicious of me because to them I wasn't Ruby—I was Natasha, the Alpha King's cousin. Carolina stepped forward next, her delicate features twisted in grief as she gently placed her bouquet on the coff

“Sorry I’m late. Those reporters were relentless. I haven’t even had a sip of water.” She grabbed a glass from the table and downed it in one go. “You’d better get used to it,” Carter said with a grin. “With the buzz around you now, those interviews are only going to keep coming.” He narrowed his eyes dramatically. “Must be nice. I’ve been in this industry for years and still haven’t gotten this kind of star treatment.” Two years ago, Carter officially entered the entertainment industry after graduating. With family money backing him, he cherry-picked his scripts, variety shows, and endorsements—he even had opinions about the directors. It didn’t take long before he gained a reputation as on

Fists are bumped, backs are slapped, and names are traded. Carter is able to pass through the circle that surrounds me. If you've been living under a rock, it's Jean "Carter" Ludovic, the Bears' captain and a living legend in every way. It's nearly overwhelming to declare that I'm a fan once more. With a constipated croak that nearly sounds like my name, I am able to stifle it. Although it's not my greatest work, I'll accept it because it's an improvement. "Bennett."

I ran in as well, only to get stopped by Hunter as he got in front of me and dad. My eyes travelled around the room and I locked eyes with the man who would soon become the man of my dreams and the man in my nightmares. Austin Dechart.

Carter in media reports. However, as soon as this thought crossed my head, I quickly shook my head. ‘How could this be possible? ‘Who is Mr. Carter? He is the wealthiest man in X city. How could he win such a sorry state?’ I thought. Twenty minutes later, several luxury cars whizzed and stopped at the entrance of the convenience store. Then a man and a few bodyguards in suits got out of the car and rushed towards the convenience store. Seeing that man, I recognized him. He is Coral, Mr. Carter’s assistant. I had seen him on TV.

Carter explained. Stephie sighed and checked the watch on her right wrist. Carter could see that Stephie was debating what to do, for her eyes lingered on the watch, and she breathed softly. "To be fair young lady, my name is Carter Barlowe, and as of 8:47 this evening, I've been a widower. I evaded my personal driver, and I've been wandering in the past hour." The name struck a note in Stephie's brain, as it sounded familiar in the cavities of her ears.

He was too focused on the words echoing through the room. "Dr. Liam Carter, the esteemed cardiothoracic surgeon and recipient of multiple awards, including the Global Humanitarian Award and the National Excellence in Medicine Award, has once again made headlines…" The news anchor’s voice was grating, each word like a blade slicing through Finn’s patience. "As the youngest-ever recipient of the Carter Medical Pioneer Award, he has joined the Carter Specialist Hospital in a week-long medical field trip to the southern slums, offering free healthcare services to the underprivileged. Dr. Carter, known for his groundbreaking work in minimally invasive heart surgery, has been a crucial asset to th

Additionally, once Carter's daily life photos were posted on the net, it immediately attracted lots of his fans. The fact that he was a psychiatrist and a high-level hypnotist further attracted more admiration. Looking at the lively scene before her, Shirley took out a mini mirror and looked at her face. After looking at it for a few seconds, she showed no expression as she took out a mask and wore it. Adam and Cathy were the first ones to get down from the car. After getting out of the car, Adam, feeling uneasy, warned Cathy, "Things might be a little troublesome if Carter recognized her."

I signed my name before taking a seat on the opposite side of the room. I glanced over at them again, and recognition finally set in. Andrew Carter. Now, I didn't know much about him, but from what Katy had told me, him and Stacey were constantly on and off. Plus, he was apparently the one who threw all the school parties. And I won't lie, I have heard a rumor that he was the one who went to juvie his whole freshman year of high school. I'm not even sure how he made it to senior year. We’ve only had one or two classes together in the past, but never any to really force us to talk. I’d be surprised if he even knew my name.

They glanced at each other like they were speaking through mind-l**k, returning their gaze to us. "So… you're together now?" Kade asked, smirking. "No," I replied. "Doesn't seem like it to me." Jovi said. "Can we just stop talking?" Hames gruffed, turning his head away from them and to the Man, probably the Master or ceremony or whoever he was that was speaking into the microphone. "In this 30th Anniversary of 'The Carters', we'd now invite Mr. Asa Carter's son, Justin, for his speech."