Torn Between The Carter Brothers Novels & Stories

I wasn’t ready to share that tiny detail of my life yet. I tried to assure myself that none of this mattered. I knew what I was getting into by associating myself with Liam’s cold-hearted older brother. But every time we crossed paths without a word, it felt like a blade twisting slowly in my chest. I was not stupid enough not to notice that Carter had probably used me because it was convenient for him. He was just like his brother, maybe even worse. He pretended I didn’t exist after having his way with me. Why did I think he was different? Or why did I want him to be different?. He was Liam’s fuicking brother for goodness sake. At this point, I was boiling within me. I just had to excuse my

They rarely appeared at the same time. She had thought that after the Greyson family’s troubles, the brothers pretended to be separate for the sake of stabilizing external matters. "Sorry, I’m late. Got caught up in something." Anthony and Carter looked exactly alike, but their personalities were different and easy to distinguish. Both had beautiful eyes, but Carter’s were always icy cold, while Anthony’s were full of affection, looking like he had loved Tanner for a long time when their eyes met. "Then Dad needs to be punished."

His cover-up with Chelsey was also his plan in order to twist the story. After he safely kept his father in the passenger seat, he immediately came back inside the mansion and carried Carina, who was almost dead. Chelsey was shocked while whispering, "Mom! Mom!" "Chelsey, hurry up, we need to go to the hospital," Carter shouted to his sister who was still crying while kneeling on the floor. Carter wanted to kick the two hired killers but they both failed with his instructions. Chelsey stood up and ran into her brother's car.

"Shit, he'll murder me!" Carter laughed and I chuckled. "I think I remember her mentioning a guy called Tom as well. I wouldn't worry too much about Blake. He loves his sister, but he does fuck all for her. I shot her and he wasn't even annoyed at me for it," I said, assuring a panicking Tom. "I've got to give it to them, they're better than me and my brother." "You have a brother?" "Yep," I muttered. "So Rob has a son as well as a daughter?" Carter said. "Fucking hell, how did we not know this!"

it happen! Just thinking about it filled me with anxiety. I needed to get out of that hospital bed and return to the packhouse to stop the Elders and Council from giving control to Carter. Carter played a great game, but I could see the pieces where they lay. This was why Carter ensured the pack knew that Brittany wasn’t his daughter. Carter announced that he wanted nothing to do with Matthew or Kim and pulled away from his friendship with Kane. He was trying to separate from the reality that he was about to kill them all. It all suddenly made sense to me now that I had a clearer mind.

I scrolled further, reading aloud in a dramatic newscaster voice. "’During this period, Logan Carrington, accomplished attorney and younger brother to Jamie, will oversee operations...’ Blah blah, impressive credentials, yadda yadda." I paused on an accompanying photo: a younger Logan, sharp suit, shark smile, standing beside a shiny luxury car on a dealership lot. That was the fact, the one who’d taken over the family empire right around when Carla started needing legal help. The one who, based on everything we’d pieced together, might’ve ensured her half-brothers never threatened her inheritance again.

Surely he had connections that could help his sister. "But… your brother…" I started. "My brother might be the COO of Kensington," Tori cut in—her tone still calm, but firm in a way that made it obvious she'd thought long and hard about this, "but he's not a Kensington. Carter is still a last name without pedigree." The silence that followed was brief but heavy. I felt Nate tense beside me, and Elizabeth cleared her throat softly, as if the direction of the conversation made her uncomfortable. "And that's something he could fix quickly if…" Tori went on, but didn't finish.

my father snapped, and my sister held her head in her hands, unable to believe his nuisance. Carter got up as did his men, alerting everyone. “The deal is off. I have been nothing but patient with this idiot, but I am done now,” he spat, his voice low and dangerous. “Wait, please. We had no idea that he was going to do this. We really need your help. We will make sure this never happens until the time you have immunity.” My sister begged as she stepped in front of him. Carter's gaze shot up to mine, but I looked down immediately, unable to deal with its intensity.

Carter was a master at dumping his friends in it and then standing back to watch the show. Carter smiled and for a flash, Liam saw the vampire brother from that ridiculous vampire show who so many people thought was Carter’s doppelgänger. Stefan or Steven or something. And now Liam knew for sure Carter had something up his sleeve. He was doing what he did best—he was playing the room, drawing his audience in, and setting them up so that when he sprung the trap, everyone would be so enamored with his idea that they would agree without argument. But Liam was wise to his machinations and he had no intention of jumping on the Carter Crazy Train. Finn turned to Parker. “Any of your celebrity frie

The brown-eyed guy said teasingly. “You can only destroy an image if the person has a good image,” Fiona retorted, “But it’s something that you don’t have my dear brother.” “Brother?” It was me this time who was surprised. Fiona smiled at me but frowned at the brown-eyed guy. “Yes, as much as I hate,” Fiona began to say, “He is my brother.” “Your handsome brother,” the brown-eyed guy said, correcting his sister. “Just brother,” Fiona replied. “Here, you need to eat something first,” Fiona added.