Novel & Cerita Charisma Myth

he said, "is a secret I very much enjoy keeping." I looked at him. "Seriously?" "Very seriously." He didn't even look apologetic about it. If anything he looked entertained. "It's more fun this way for me at least." “Great, mysterious guy number three.” I rolled my eyes. “First we had Dante, the power hungry fool, oh Jax the wannabe buff man and Elias, the fun yet secretive one.” "Fine," I thrashed the empty bottle of water as we turned down the hall leading to my room.

Their eyes were on Seren now, locked in the gravitational pull of her defiance. Seren lifted her chin, her smile sharp enough to draw blood. “So go ahead. Tear me apart. Prove you’re nothing but dogs snapping at scraps. Or…” she leaned forward, her voice dipping low and tinged with seductive touch “...admit you’re afraid. Afraid that the Goddess chose wrong. Afraid that the Alpha chose right.” [Quest Complete.] [Reward: +15 Villainess Reputation, +10 Charisma.] The System purred, satisfaction curling like smoke in her chest. Power hummed in her veins, so sharp it almost made her dizzy.

Hindi porket gwapo auto simp agad, medyo lang naman. Now I’m starting to regret my pass action. To think that I supported all those crazy characters that I’ve read in every single novels dahil gwapo at lakas charisma nila! Hah! I’m been such a fool! Those psychos! They deceive me with their looks and unique characteristic! Reality is so much weirder than fantasy in so many levels. I can’t help to mentally slap myself because of my cringe and dark history.

Phantom spoke in a low tone, disrespecting Zeus in the process. Zaric started laughing hysterically as he heard Phantom. "You actually think Charlie was smart. He was a fucking moron to have you as his Beta. Zeus, on the other hand, made sure to make his Beta someone who was loyal and capable of walking with Zeus. Charlie was nothing but a weakling. But who am I kidding. It's not like you even care." Zaric growled at Phantom angrily, making Phantom clench his fists in anger.

There was no denying that winning the total devotion of a man who even the richest heiress couldn't win over was something worth bragging about. And that was why seeing Brooke hold me made her rush over like a madwoman. "Let him go! Felix is my husband! You couldn't win him over back then, so now you're trying to swoop in while I'm in a bind? There's no need for that! He's nothing but damaged goods." Brooke backhanded Jessica, causing Jessica's face to swell up instantly. "Damaged goods?" Brooke looked down at her coldly. "Jessica, I don't blame you for being born trash. But what makes you think you're qualified to judge him, someone whom I couldn't win over?"

Charlene and I now wondered where to start, and I took a deep breath after making him promise to not share this conversation with anyone else. "I take an oath on Etaar, themselves." Zarian said placing a hand on his chest. He was referring to the fae deity, a being that was neither male nor female but held such beauty that it was said that no mortal could look them in the eye. I nodded and taking a deep breath, I told him how I had recently felt a shift in myself after my eighteenth but rather than getting my wolf or anything, I told him about the two occurrences of power, leaving out the fact that it was actually Charlene’s whose abilities we had been trying to awaken the first time. Simply

She lazily played with the personalized black lighter, not bothering about the talks of the man. "At least, look at me when we are talking," the poor CEO urged. The desperate tone in his voice oddly fascinated her. She liked it. She liked when people are desperate, she liked being in power. The shadowy goddess slaying the glory of all black finally whirled and rested on the window rim, arresting the sunshine. "Isn't power like sex? You can't get enough of it. The more you get the more your mind drives you insane. And in the end, you either succumb your soul to your craze or be the evil one to make it yours?"

He told me that Kimmy had taken the story online. Kimmy had been cultivating her “office lucky charm” persona online for years and had built a modest following of people who envied her seemingly effortless, well-paid lifestyle. Just then, she posted a new video. She went into detail about how she had uncovered a major management failure and supposedly saved the company from a massive loss. The comment section flooded instantly. [Oh my god! She’s lucky and competent? The office lucky charm is actually real!] [That floor manager got exactly what she deserved. Who tries to take on the office mascot? Enjoy the investigation, loser.]

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.

“Maya, what? Why am I on any list with Max? Why am I even on the list in the first place? Who is voting for me? Who hates me this much??” Maya nodded seriously. “Exactly. Your enemies are working overtime.” I slapped her arm. “I’m serious!” She put the phone down and shrugged. “Charl, obviously you’re topping the list. People like you, You’re funny and Max is… Max.” she said frowning a little “Max is dramatic,” I corrected. “And yet,” she said, taking a loud sip from her milkshake, “he’s cute for straight girls like you .” I rolled my eyes so hard they nearly fell out of my head, But then my heart pinched a little.