Cerita Novel Si Karismatik Charlie Wade นิยาย & เรื่องราว

With her fingers intertwined with Taylor’s, Charlie added, “Oh, by the way, Taylor West is my boyfriend. We are so in love that we have already planned our future wedding, named our future kids, and all that good stuff.” “Taylor is my inspiration for everything,” Charlie further shared. “In fact, he was my motivation to write a romance novel. It’s called, Dedicated Love: How I Destroyed Every Girl Who Stared at My Man!” “What do you think? Isn’t the title great?” Charlie asked everyone. “Do you think it was too short?” “No! It was great!” Many responded similarly but with different words. “It’s just the right length,” a girl said, making sure not to look at Taylor.

It's not good. Cherry, I told. Myself. He is a dangerous guy. We need to stay away from him. I can't do it. I watch him when he is not looking. I'm in love with him. I can't help but wonder. Just maybe he would be in love with me, too. Dream on, Cherry. I was daydreaming again. I need to stop that. Back to what's going on. That means Wade got my book, and I'm trying to grab it back. Wade stops it. Give me my book back, please. Oh, God! My classmates laughed at me because of Wade. I wish they would just leave me alone. Especially Wade Jefferson, "Sure thing." He hands out the book towards me."

CHARLIE * * "Okay, what do you want us to talk about?", I asked. "Graduation night, my car broke down, came over to your house, wanted to crash at your place, planned on skipping the party because my girlfriend and I broke up that day and she was going to be there, it was like God wanted me to not go, I see you a little bit drunk, which is weird because, you never drink, or you're not allowed to, you talk about being frustrated, I tell you to rebel and you say you can't, I ask you what you want and you say me, you kiss me, we get intimate, you fall asleep, you wake up and you're looking panicked, you tell me to leave that it was a mistake, let's start from there, explain that night".

Charlie spins back and glares at Draven, one thing I have come to learn about Charlie is she hated being given a label regarding her traits “I am not stubborn. I just don’t want to spend time with you and I shouldn't have too. You are not my father” Draven shifts his eyes to me “In that case, another person dies” Something or rather someone rushes by us and I watch Charlies wide eyes follow the blur "Stop, I will come in, just please don't kill anyone else" His lips curled up at the corner and he suddenly understood one of her weaknesses

With her fingers intertwined with Taylor’s, Charlie added, “Oh, by the way, Taylor West is my boyfriend. We are so in love that we have already planned our future wedding, named our future kids, and all that good stuff.” “Taylor is my inspiration for everything,” Charlie further shared. “In fact, he was my motivation to write a romance novel. It’s called, Dedicated Love: How I Destroyed Every Girl Who Stared at My Man!” “What do you think? Isn’t the title great?” Charlie asked everyone. “Do you think it was too short?” “No! It was great!” Many responded similarly but with different words. “It’s just the right length,” a girl said, making sure not to look at Taylor.

As if the treasure belonged to him, he forgot who the real owner was. "So Savira is married?" asked Wati with teary eyes. The woman is still not sure about the instant marriage that happened to her favorite child. Even though she had confirmed the adultery that Nurdin said. But the question made Savira angry and disappointed. "I told you yesterday, right? Are you deaf or pretending to be deaf?" Wati was silent, answering Nurdin's words was the same as waking up a sleeping tiger. Fatal consequences. "I want to go to that man's house." Savira got up from the old chair.

his voice cracked up as if he was gonna cry anytime soon. I exhaled and stared at the pathetic figure in front of me. "It's okay as long as you don't try it again. Rosanna will surely forgive you even if it takes years, I'm sure she will, even if she doesn't I'll make sure of it. Right now I'll start by clearing your name," I said more calmly this time and he nodded like an obedient dog. Next day. Charlie's POV Yesterday's event still replays in my head. How I almost committed sucide.

I hate the way my heart tries to crawl out of my throat whenever he’s near. Love, am I right? The world’s most beautiful, debilitating curse. Because Charlie? Charlie is a flirt. No, he’s THE Flirt. Capital F. It’s his native language. He charms the barista, the CEO, the old lady who lives down the hall. And with women he’s interested in? He’s a goddamn symphony of attention. He listens, he laughs, he makes them feel like the only person in the room. But it’s a firework. Bright, breathtaking, and over in a flash.

“Do you want me to get you some help? You fell pretty hard.” “Uh no, I’m okay, you’re just really hard.” The words fell out of my mouth before I could take them back. “Hard, huh?” He grinned “No, I mean, yes, I mean, your body was hard.” He laughed, a whole hearted full belly laugh. “The names Parker, and you are?” He offered me a hand to help me up, which I accepted. “Charlee, sorry about that, I must have dozed off and had a bad dream.” I looked back at the water thinking that was the only explanation for it. Surely if I were going to sprout scales Laura would have told me.

He even paraded other women in front of me, claiming that even if he'd once loved me, he was justified in playing around now. I felt a deep sense of relief that I hadn't kept the child. Even if he married me, Charlie would have continued his sordid escapades. As their moans filled the air once again, I exited the interface and deleted the account. The next morning, Charlie called me. It was the first time he'd reached out since his incident. I didn't answer. When he couldn't get through, he sent a message. Charlie: [Eve, what's the meaning of this? I agreed to marry you, so why did you throw away all the wedding items at home?]