Barbas Charmed Novels & Stories

"Charles needs to see this." She says his name so naturally and my heart takes a slow dive. What the hell! I smile when she looks up. "Of course you should show him." She raises the phone, Barbish's voice cuts across the room like a ruler on a desk. "Stop!" Everyone freezes. Barbish walks over to her with that deceptive speed of his. Dana’s face has gone a shade lighter. My own thoughts scatter. For a moment I'm not thinking about Jodie or Charles or any of it. I’m just watching the old man bear down on Dana with an expression of profound alarm.

"Are you all okay with what you saw and heard?" Amber and Barbie looked at Charlotte and they all laughed. "Did you really think we didn't know you were using powers on us Lover? I know what you could do with your mind and Barbie figured it out pretty fast. After all you didn't take away her memories she remembers belonging to Janice and she remembers how she was turned into Janice's slut but all she remembers about becoming yours is that she saw you and knew you were her master. Amber was told that you'd make some changes but that you also were a good and kind master. We all are perfectly fine with our place. I'm kind of surprised at the whole vengeance of God thing."

I would most definitely be fucking her tight pussy, but first I would fuck her mind. The upscale bar with the red walls and golden booths created the perfect ambiance. It was like walking into a 1950's film, and Charli was the starlet. Every man's fantasy was my reality. I was ready to see if she followed directions as well in New York as she had in Del Mar. My jaw clenched as I approached the bar. Charli didn't see me. She couldn't with the men on either side of her. What the hell?

Chaotic. Jared crossed his arms. "They both acknowledged each other's strengths. Kieran's strength was massive than Barbie." They watched as the ground beneath Barbie gave up, creating a massive crater before vines started to crawl up her legs. "But Barbie, despite her small figure, was faster with or without the aid of her lightning." They saw Barbie's smirk from the screen and they knew the it's over.

“ Gaby threatened through her gritted teeth. ”Are you working with Charlene from the Moon Golden Pack?" Narsha asked, her voice remaining calm and in control. Gaby snorted. “If you're going to keep spouting nonsense, you'd better stop. I'm getting annoyed.” “I just want to give you some advice. Don't let Charlene enslave you, no matter what sweets she whispers to you—” “Who's being enslaved?! Me?” Gaby cut in, her voice trembling and boiling, followed by a fake laugh.

Jenson was so sickened that he felt the urge to vomit. Afraid that Jenson would settle scores with him, Baby Robbie quickly changed the subject. “Of course, you can make a living by being cool. I heard about a type of charm technique. Natural Charm, they call it. One glance and the opposite sex will become fully limp. Say, if I cultivate Natural Charm, don’t you think it’ll be really convenient and easy when I encounter a formidable opponent in the future?” Jenson stared at him with a startled and puzzled expression. He thought that Baby Robbie would lose himself in indulging in the life of luxury after returning to Imperial Capital. He was surprised to know that he still remembered his miss

I had someone pull every book and ledger that mentioned binding charms. Hours stretched like taffy. The healers worked in shifts, chanting, burning herbs, calling on the old rites. Their hands moved with the certainty of people who have seen too much death. The charm resisted at first—sparks flared when they tried to pry its energy loose. Once it reacted, Charlotte’s body shuddered violently, and I felt like I had been punched in the chest. At one point she gasped and a broken fragment of sound escaped her throat. I leaned in so close I could have whispered into her ear but then I was part of the reason she was in this condition.

Fake Barbie looked at me and said, “Now be a nice puppy and move your paws away from my mate.” Before I could respond, my very best friend, Charity, tore into Fake Barbie and said, “Who are you calling a puppy, you fucking mutt?” “The little girl with her hands on my betrothed of course,” Fake Barbie said. “Listen Plastic Patty, you need to walk away before I toss the candle at you and we all find out how much of you melts. You might get lucky and one of your plastic titties will pop and put your ugly ass out or if you paid for the expensive shit, you’ll just burn like the dumpster on fire you are, with all that product in your hair,” Charity replied.

In two days Barb came to me and told me that Charlene was fully qualified and didn't need any more training and then she took off for Florida and her grand babies. As soon as she was out the door I began to plan the bedding of the young newly wed. There was no way I was going to be able to seduce her, not looking like I did, so the only course left open to me would be to take her. But I needed to take her in a way that would that would keep me out of jail and in a way that would see to it that I could have her whenever I wanted her.