Young Carl Gallagher Novels & Stories

KOA’S POV One thing I have learnt is that one cannot play by the rules with people who do not care about the rules. As I stared at Carl’s lifeless body, I understood this fact anew. He was only a young lad, full of life and dreams, only nineteen and his cold corpse had been delivered to my doorstep in the early hours of the day.

Then, the window wound down and revealed a youthful and charming face of a young man. “Old Man Carrel, I’m here!” Carl smiled at Master Carrel and even gave him a wink. Master Carrel was taken aback by the sudden wink. He then showed a delightful smile and said to John, “Master Stockton, let me introduce you to Young Master Sager.” Then, he approached the car and opened the door for Carl himself. “Thank you, Old Man Carrel.” Carl tapped the man’s shoulder before he headed to the passenger’s seat. He bent over after he opened the door and put his hand out for the person inside. “My dear sister, please.”

Chapter Sixty-Six "GIANNA Monique!" Carly saw clearly as her youngest among the triplets poured milk over the heads of her two brothers. The three-year-old's dark eyes sparkled with mischief as she giggled at her handiwork, completely unbothered by her mother's sharp tone. Salvador Von only laughed, even smearing the milk across his face, while Charlemagne's lips began to quiver as though he was about to burst into tears.

Something was happening inside me, and I didn’t like it. Defeated, I sighed. Okay. Let it be. For once, I would allow myself to think about them. I would allow my heart to feel these strange feelings. Carl... Caleb... Carl was tall and lean, with dark, tousled hair. His tan skin proved his love for sports and his job at their family farm. His eyes were so dark, but they held softness and sweetness. He was only 21 years old just like Caleb, and it always amazed me that a man as big as him could be so gentle. He had a way with words, a charm that could disarm even the most guarded of souls, and his quick wit and infectious laughter could change my mood so fast.

He feared Williams would go nuts anytime from now, he needed to take fast actions. Getting to the front of the tall building, he got down from the car and walked toward the building. Few steps from the entrance, he spotted a young lady dancing like dangling wire. Mario gave her a scrutinizing look, that was the weirdest thing he had seen in years. He shook his head and disappeared into the building. *** “You got a job?!” Hannah exclaimed. “Yes mother. A good job.” Gwenevere answered, shoulders high, eyes closed. This was a moment to be proud of herself.

Carl said to the girl. Dhalia nodded. She almost fell when she suddenly stood up. Fortunately, the young man was fast and immediately approached her turning Dhalia closer to his own body. Carl felt a strange heat all over his system in those moments, especially when Dhalia looked up at him. He was five inches taller than her. Just like his older brother, they were both tall.

“As long as that woman remains in my father’s life. My happy days aren’t so visible.” “Have you tried seducing her?” “Have you lost your mind?” He shrugged nonchalantly. “Many of these young ladies aren’t exactly faithful to their older lovers. You should set her up and show your father how untrustworthy she is.” Carl is known to give the worst of advice. I have known him since middle school. However, he left the pack after high school to pursue his career as an artist. It had broken me to pieces not having

I’d dreamed about jumping off it once. “We could both be his bitch. I’d like the company,” He gave me a look. revved the engine and the V12 purred. I looked out the window. “Best two out of three?!” Carl was already at the starting line in his beat-up Dodge Charger. He didn’t look at me as he spat on the ground. “One and done, Princess. A grown-up has got places to be,” Yeah. A grownup. A girl I didn't recognize walked between the cars, her arms raised. She was one of the club girls, Chrissy's friend, maybe, with a red scarf in her hand.

I didn’t even think she would agree. But she gave me a chance to fix her broken heart or, in other words, make her fall in love with me. I thought it wouldn’t be a hard job for me; I had women chasing me all the time. As for Riley, she was a challenge for me. “Let’s get back to work. Did you look up at Carl like I said?” I asked, changing the subject. Luke grumbled, and I heard him typing roughly on the keyboard. He cleared his throat, and I chugged down my drink as he started talking. “Carlos De Luca, who’s known as Carl the dick.” He stopped to chuckle at his joke before continuing. “He owns car dealerships around Europe, also modeling and-“

On the other end of the line, Caroline Olsen was instantly thrilled to hear those words. "You've finally come to your senses? Good. It's about time. You're just a maid's daughter. How could you ever be worthy of marrying my son, the heir to the Gallagher family? Where are you now? Get over here immediately so we can sign the contract." Evelyn glanced at the address Caroline sent in a rush and let out a self-mocking smile before hailing a cab.