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Next Generation Carter Brothers
Faith
Since I was a little girl, I’ve dreamed of my Prince Charming. He would be as protective as my dad. Loyal as my uncle Mason. Strong like my uncle Malik. Kind like my uncle Myles. And make me laugh like my uncle Max.At such a young age, little did I know that finding a man with those qualities would be like trying to find the proverbial needle in a haystack.After years of disappointment, I finally gave up. Yet my best friend, ever the optimist, didn’t, and after much persuasion, I finally relented and joined a dating site. I thought I would go on one date, tell her it was a waste of time and stay a virgin for the rest of my life. I couldn’t have been more wrong.Instead, he moved in across the hall. He also happened to be a cop. A hot one. One who ticked all of my criteria. But it’s never that simple―not with my incredibly bad luck and crazy relatives. Not with the nut job who clearly has a death wish if he thinks he can order me around. I’m Faith Carter, and this is my story.
Aiden
This is the second book in A Next Generation Carter Brother Novel; a spin-off from The Carter Brothers. I wasn’t looking for love. I was Aiden Carter; I didn’t do the whole fuzzy, lovey, romantic crap. I loved to party.I loved sex. I loved women. If I wanted it, I got it. It was the way my world worked and I made no qualms about it. The only people I truly cared about were my family. I was loyal to the bone and would die for each and every one of them. There was nothing on this earth that could change me. I guess I should have watched my back, maybe been less cocky, because I didn’t see it coming. I’m about to have my feet swept out from under me, and there’s not one thing I can do about it.
Landon
There are five stages of grief, and I clung to my anger like it was a lifeline. I used it as a tether to the world, defying all odds just so I could feel something. They wanted me dead. Now, I’m gunning for them. The rage inside me won’t be quenched until everyone from that night has paid. Someone should have warned them; if you fuck with a Carter, they’ll fuck you over ten times harder. I’ve been given a second chance at life, and I’ll be using it wisely, even if it means my own death sentence. This time, I’ll be ready. This time, I’ll be waiting.There’s just one thing I must do before exacting my revenge: earn the forgiveness of Paisley Hayes. And with eight brothers standing behind her, it will be the most gruelling fight I’ve ever had to face. But for her, I’ll do it.She owns me.
Hayden
I was the girl who loved to swear, speak her mind, and drink rum like it was water.And I never apologised for it.He was my boss; infuriating, arrogant, and so damn good looking it was hard not to fantasise about him.We were two different people, living two ways of life.And yet, I couldn't help but want him.No longer were men in uniform my thing. No, it was now men in suits, with hot tattoos.Like many others in my family, our story isn't simple.I thought I was being cautious, that nothing would touch me.I was wrong.I should've seen it coming.I shouldn't have been so cocky and sure.I just never thought it would happen to me.
Maddox
When I was a kid, my father told me a story about the Carter family. He said it all started with him, from the moment he saw my mother and realised what it was to love someone so much you’d destroy the world for them. The plot soon thickened when, one by one, my uncles found their true loves.Now, the next generation of Carters, my generation, were following in their fathers’ footsteps. My father thought of his love story as the beginning of the Carter legend. I thought of it as the Carter curse. Having one woman may come with benefits, but playing with many was so much more fun. Until her.She held my attention and pulled me in like no other, and trying to keep her in the friend zone was proving harder than I imagined, especially with obstacles pulling us together.She needed me. And I liked being the shoulder she cried on, the person she called, the one who made her laugh. However, somewhere along the way, I grew to realise I needed her too.I wanted her. Although it wasn’t going to be easy, who was I to break Carter tradition?
Charlotte
For as long as I can remember, I have dreamed of a life doing a job I love, and owning my own home, where I would live with my husband and we would build a family together. I managed to make two of those things happen. I worked every day, doing something I loved. I owned my own house, and I made it a home. Every day I held onto hope that I’d one day have the rest. And each day I didn’t, was another day my dream slipped through my fingers. Until one night, I bumped into a little bit of hope. I finally thought I found the love my family had found, that my parents shared.I finally thought I was worthy of love. But I wasn’t. Not his anyway. Love couldn’t be forced. Not by you, and not by them. Love is free-falling. But I didn’t free-fall. I fell and hit the ground so hard it shattered me. Because it wasn’t what I wanted. However, my story isn’t over. It’s just beginning.
Lily
Christmas is my favourite time of year.
With the crisp air, baggy jumpers, mulled wine, the festive atmosphere, and the scrumptious food; what is not to like?
It’s a time for celebration; the one day the world comes to a stop and families come together.
It’s a day in which magic happens.
This year, it’s mine and Jaxon’s first Christmas together, and I want it to be perfect for him. With plans to visit with family, I want us to start a tradition we will cherish for years to come.
But Christmas with the Carters is never a dull affair, and it seems life has other plans for us.
When the snow falls…
When the light dims…
Everything is about to fall apart.
And I’m not sure the Christmas magic can help me.
But maybe, just maybe, my dad and crazy uncles with stories from their past, can.
Imogen
I fell in love when I was a teenager. It was love at first sight. The kind where you get butterflies in your stomach, and you become flustered.
Ben Donovan was way out of my league. Not only was he older than me, but he worked for my father. It didn’t stop me from wanting him though. So one night, I threw caution to the wind and kissed him.
But he didn’t kiss me back.
Rejected, hurt, and heartbroken when he friend-zoned me, I ran away. Into the arms of my best friend.
He and I made a wager that night, something I agreed to out of heartache.
I didn’t realise that years later, our wager would come with consequences, ones I didn’t know how to handle.
When the unthinkable happens, Ben Donovan worms his way back into my life. But neither of us are the same person we once were.
I tried to move on, to forget that horrible night.
Yet life always has a way of surprising you.