Aunt Charlotte In The Patriot Novels & Stories

The little girl was a brainy and she knew a lot of stuffs she shouldn't for her age. - - - - - - On a sunny afternoon, Vincent's neighbor, Miss Patricia had dropped Charlotte at the office. She had no husband as she had filed for divorce after she caught him cheating and her kids were all grown; so she stayed in her house alone with her pets and the garden which she spent a lot of time tending. The advanced woman was fond of Charlotte and treated her like her grandkid. Charlotte loved her dearly and fondly called her 'Grandma Pat'. “ Hi Mr. Nathan. Is my Dad busy? If he is, tell him to leave whatever he's occupied with and run down here this minute.”

Jenifer said. We frowned. “Aunt gave Apollo an island?” Brix asked. “I don’t know either,” Mico said. Even I couldn’t recall any island being given to Apollo. “Hey!! Witch!!” Charlotte suddenly shouted, grabbing Jenifer. We immediately rushed to Jenifer. “You b*tch!! Don’t hurt Jenifer!” Mico shouted at Charlotte. Charlotte glared at us, then left—surely to report to Aunt Laura. Jenifer didn’t fight back. She just sat down again, as if nothing happened.

“Why are these women supporting your husband?” Charlotte looked toward the women behind her briefly. Then, back toward the cameras. “Because they know him.” The reporter frowned. “Most of them have never even met him.” Charlotte’s eyes hardened slightly. “No,” she replied quietly. “But they know me.” That answer silenced people for a moment. Wind pushed against the protest signs while more cameras gathered nearby. One older woman beside Charlotte suddenly yelled loudly— “They’re trying to destroy that boy!” Others joined immediately. “He helps people!” “He paid for my grandson’s surgery!”

“You scared of her? You should be. She’s my cousin. We were raised together. She has the same speed and the same temper as me. You boys are gonna like her—she knows exactly how to have fun with bastards like you.” “Damn it!” grumbled the shorter one. “She sent one of my cousins to the cemetery just this week.” “Really?” Jack replied, clearly amused. “I’m sure he deserved it. The Colt family isn’t known for its patience.” Charlotte was already on the phone. The sheriff said she would come personally to collect the men. When Charlotte returned to her husband, Jack pulled her into his arms, silently promising himself that he would protect her at any cost. “Are you okay, my love?” he asked, conc

' thought Diego with an enchanted smile while looking at Charlotte . " This aunty of yours is dying to see your children running around my store ! My sweet unborn nephews ! " said aunt Nana and took a tissue to wipe her eyes . " You would make a great crying actress aunt Nana ! I really don't know how you manage to shed tears so fast . Also , marriage is out of the question let alone children . I have a whole life in front of me . Getting married so early will only cause me a headache . " said Charlotte with a serious tone .

he asked, his voice firm. I hesitated, not sure how much to tell him. "She's my friend, Charlotte," I said, trying to sound calm. "She looks very familiar; I have seen her around the pack house most of the time. Is she related to any of the higher-ups?" He asked suspiciously, and I shook my head. "N- No, Dad. Her mom was the Alpha's son's nanny, and Charlotte was only a maid there. She goes there to serve, nothing more," I replied, carefully picking my words not to offend him.

My aunt had told me several things about the young woman who had won her affection and admiration in such a short time, something uncommon for her usually cautious personality. My aunt was a kind and loving person, but she wasn't one to form attachments to people so quickly as she had with Charlotte. Not even with Nicole, who was as young as Charlotte when she started taking care of Eloá, had she been won over so easily. Charlotte was very young, turning nineteen on that day, and I knew it was completely wrong to be thinking of her the way I had been since I met her at the museum. The fact that my aunt Melanie kept talking about her wasn't making my life any easier, quite the opposite. She w

She raised her head and looked around as if she was checking if some suspicious guy was listening to her. "Am okay," her sunken voice escaped from her dry lips. She bit her lower lip and with all her strength she fought the tears from dropping down her cheeks again. She was in silent pain and the brief statement was meant to please us. I have dealt with mafia bosses before, and one thing they hate in common is trusting a weak person with something mighty. Charlotte was not fit to be a mafia's wife. "But why did kill your cousin?" I asked and she immediately shot a scary stare at me. I could feel her teeth sunk a bit deeper into how lower lip.

At that instant she faced the stairs and let out a ear busting yell or is it call? "CHARLOTTE! JAKE REID IS HERE FOR YOU!!!!!!"🔊🔊🔊📢📢📢📢📢📣📯 She yelled so loud I had to close both ears. There was no reply from Charlotte instead a much older woman whom I presume to be the mother of both girls came out to welcome me. "Hi" she greeted "Good evening ma'am" I greeted too😎

If Charlotte is their princess it means she's either Caspian's daughter or maybe Asher's daughter, but she refused to tell me who her father is, but if it's Caspian. I left the house quickly, I drove toward the fey house, the one where I picked up and dropped Charlotte over yesterday, I parked my car in front of his place and went in, I knocked on the door using my fist, but no one answered, so I knocked again, and again trying to get him to open the door but there was no one home. I yelled and screamed, but there was no one to answer me, only a few humans came out of curiosity to see what was going on, but they all ignored me once I left and went back to my car.