Charades Book Novels & Stories

Charlie asked him, taking the chair across from his. Leo shook his head. He'd been sitting here since his argument with Roth, determined to do something useful if he was going to be confined to this guest house, but no matter how many times he read Vincent Rinaldi's silly poems, he couldn't make sense of them. He didn't have a head for riddles or rhyming couplets. He'd fallen asleep trying to imagine whether Rinaldi was insane or secretly some sort of genius. Charlie drew the loose scraps of paper toward her. She had her phone out, and she scrolled down the screen a couple of times while she examined them one by one.

- I told him. He nodded and pulled several books out from one of the stacks and set them in front of me. I opened the top book and ran my fingers over the runes in the title. It was beautifully written as if each word was drawn with love and attention to detail. Now that I looked at it, it reminded me of a combination of Norse and Old English. Nerrian pulled his chair closer and pointed to the first word, speaking it in my mind than out loud in Draygonian. With his help, I repeated the word over and over again until I perfected it.

While the employees including Peter and Knox were scattered around, The Caddels and the Kings were sat on opposite side, Orion sitting beside his father just like he had done in the dining room. Matt took it upon himself to be the Master of Ceremony. He started with his funny stories as usual. When he was done with his stories, he proposed a game of charades and everyone agreed. Carlene agreed to go first and acted out her words but no one got it, then she pointed to the Caddels and kept making gestures. When the time was up, she told them what she was acting out. "Charity," she said and walked back to her seat, laughing.

Ever since he came home and started at Colossus Group, he had not spent many nights at the Hoffmans', so he had not realized they had kept the room's old charm. Noelle let go of Charles's hand and dashed to the bookshelf, taking a quick look. "Whoa, you've got the whole Game of Thrones series here! Were you into it? ‘The Tales of Robin Hood', ' Anglo-Saxon Chronicle', some random essays, 'A Brief History of Time'... Charles, you've got a ton of books!" Charles gave the shelf a quick glance and narrowed his eyes a bit. "It’s just for show," he said nonchalantly.

The Courtesan's story will continue after school break, so expect book 2 soon... For now enjoy this bonus story.... ******* Prologue. Sleigh bells ring and the all too familiar sounds of classic Christmas music pour in through my earbuds as I walked down the snow-crusted sidewalk. Closing my eyes, I hummed along to the tune of “Hark! The Herald Angels Sing With lyrics written by Charles Wesley,.” Sad to say, this is probably as Christmassy as I'm going to get.

** BOOK 2 ** TITLE: MARRYING MY EX'S UNCLE

Carson thought about the gift as Alice got a bottle ready. He reached for the wrapped package and said, "Oh, I almost forgot." "This is for Charlie. It's just a small book, nothing special..." Alice looked shocked and moved. "That's very kind of you, Carson. "Thanks." Carson took the gift out of the wrapping and showed Charlie the bright pages while Charlie drank his bottle. Charlie got excited and reached for the book with his big hands.

He grinned impishly as he pointed towards his own crotch, "...please me," "You..." Benard was short of words. "So, warrior Benard," the king teased, "...have you got the guts?" A/n: Thanks for reading. More chapters coming soon. Don't forget to leave a gift if you like this book so far. Anyone up for a mermaid story? Tell me in the comment section. For now, bye!

A war already started when Lilith sent that first bloody threat letter to me and she was going to drown in it. Charlie was working on unlocking the hidden page of the Book of the Undead since we had it in our custody. It would’ve been faster if Silverclaw’s Zeta could’ve joined him and helped but no… Adrian wasn’t answering our fucking letters and it’s made me a bundle of edgy nerves.