Young Carl Gallagher Novels & Stories

Jonathan simply muttered, turning to look at him and Carl hummed in agreement. Carl had been literally forced to wear a tuxedo and he looked good, he had shaved off his hair leaving him with low cut blonde hair. He wore diamond studded earrings and accessorized with a diamond Patek watch and Van Cleef bracelet. He had a tattoo by his neck, he looked like a typical heartbreaker adding to the fact that he had a pretty face. He was also well-known as the rebellious son of Wales Family. But after being successful, it closed everyone's lips up. “How long do you think they're going to last? I'm hopeful for more than a month. But I'm just guessing.” Carl cackled and Jonathan's heart hurt for his be

But the door didn't just open; it slammed. "You're avoiding me, Liam. I don't like being avoided." A heavy, expensive looking shopping bag dropped onto the table, sliding right over my notebook. I looked up. Carl was standing there, a wide, jagged smirk on his face. He wasn't in his team tracksuit. He was wearing a brand new, charcoal grey wool coat. It was thick, stylish, and clearly expensive. "Nice, right?" Carl asked, smoothing the lapel of the jacket. He spun around slowly, making sure I saw every stitch.

I moved quickly and got right back on my feet and took a defensive stance. He threw three punches and I blocked with ease. Before he could turn or react, I striked back, punching his face. “ Easy there tiger. You don’t want me to look ugly for my fans at the ball”. A sneer plasters on his face making me roll my eyes. Carl is the gamma’s son and Darren’s gamma when my father decides to step down from his position. Carl is a down to earth kind of guy. He is about 6’3 tall, very muscular with a playboy grin always plastered on his ugly handsome face.

Alpha Kendrik started. “It is a very joyous occasion for our family and for the pack as well since our son will now be able to find our future Luna. I would now like to welcome the birthday boy, Callan Baraed on stage” Callan ascended the steps leading up to the stage. Everybody clapped and warmly welcomed their future alpha. Callan looked hot! He was wearing a black pant-suite with a black dress shirt underneath. It made his black eyes and black hair pop more. My wolf howled with joy in my head, I took a huge breath in and could smell Callan, even from such a great distance.

The one and only Kyle McLartney was staring right into Carl’s soul. Carl gulped. Fuck. “Well, if it isn’t the famous kid lawyer. I was wondering when we might talk,” Kyle says, smirking. Carl was surprised, then confused. How did he know?

Saved under something as crude and possessive as SEXY. I stared at the photos of the twins — innocent smiles, their mother’s intelligent eyes — and felt something inside me crack wider. Charles had warned me. Twice. In the garage with calculated precision, and on the rooftop with heartbreaking sincerity and tears. He had seen the pattern when I was still too caught in ambition and attraction to notice. And here it was again. Another brilliant lawyer. Another set of children supported from shadows. Another quiet erasure. I closed the laptop for a moment, trying to steady my breathing, then opened it again. Curiosity — or masochism — drove me to search the author’s pen name mentioned in one of

A deep frown marred Roy’s features, “I did not know you are now on speaking terms with him.” Caleb shook his head, “I’m not…I wasn’t, although, the information he was so kind enough to relay to me, may be enough to warrant that I speak to him on occasion henceforth.” “What information is this?” Caleb looked between Rinaldi and Roy, the two people he could most be vulnerable with, “Apparently, Gayle is on a mission to find willing parties to my destruction.” Roy stood a bit stiffer, but Rinaldi had no reaction to the information, as though he had said nothing out of the ordinary, “She contacted Nolan?” Rinaldi asked.

“He has someone he likes?” The question slipped out before Renee could stop herself. When she first arrived at the Grey family’s estate, Carl had just graduated from college. His romantic history was a complete mystery—no one dared to gossip about it.

The man always irritated him whenever he wants something . " Let's discuss about my brother and your sister engagement day ." Hunter said to him while the other listen to him surprisingly . " What , Kelly is still study and she is still eighteen ." Karl said to Hunter . " Charles fiance is eighteen too . Celia how old are you now .? " Hunter ask Celia . " Eighteen years old and three weeks ." Celia said to Hunter . " Kelly how old are you now ?" Hunter ask Kelly . " Eighteen years old and three months ." Kelly answers him .

“Just tell me, Felix. I don’t want to play games. If it’s someone I hate, I can just fire them. Remember, I am the head of the New York branch of Capaldi Industries now that our fathers stepped down.” He took a deep breath. “It’s Lauren Gallo.” I freeze at her name. It’s been years since I heard it. The last time I saw her, it was in a Capaldi Industries mediation room as our lawyer told her how much she would be getting for her not talking about the car accident we’d been in. The one that ruined her shot at the Olympics and made it so that she hated me more than she already did. “You’d better be fucking joking.” My brother shook his head. “Carla is in there showing her the office. She waved