Charisma Poe Novels & Stories

’ she made an evil laughter inwardly. She only got a thing that no one is ever going to be suspicious of. It will take effect with no one knowing its source. It was just a charm powder she got from an African merchant who deals in different kind of charms in their kingdom. And the use of the charm she got for Princess Carlotta was just the one that will start making her feel strange to Lord Lorenzo. Her focus on him will start fading away as times goes by.

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?"

"Oh, c'mon. I'm not even asking you to bed every single woman that you come across. Just one –" "Enough. This is not the issue here. Gods… when did His Highness became this shameless? I really think the princess might be a bad influence on him when it comes to this –" Levy roared in laughter. "Don't blame the princess, Reed. Haha. You must know that His Highness himself is a naturally shameless wolf. Her Highness just happened to be the fated one to bring his true nature out." "That's enough, you two. You go get Elijah now, Levy." Zolan butted in and Levy chuckled again before finally leaving to carry out his orders.

Noticing my movement, he scurries away like the grimy little roach he is. Backing up without paying attention, he rams into the legs of Charity, who was made to be a Gamma for a reason. I swear she got her education worth living next to the Gamma family at New Moon. She may be small, but she is deadly. His little squeal of terror has a menacing laugh coming from both of us.

Grandma Charlotte scoffed, watching me closely as my eyes widened. "I almost forgot. Oh my god, I'm going to be late!" I said aloud, rising to my feet quickly. I lied. I didn't almost forget; I totally forgot about that. "Sit down for a moment, child. We have rules in this pack, and I don't want you making yourself more obvious than you already have," Grandma Charlotte said tiredly, and I sank back to my bed. "I don't think I laid enough clarity on why you should avoid Mason, but I'll be very honest with you: Mason is charming, but underneath his charm is a whole new layer of ruthlessness," Grandma Charlotte shook her head, a sad look in her eyes.

Evelyn’s POV The lights weren’t harsh, but my palms still sweated under their glow. They illuminated the soft golden drapes that hung from the high ceilings, catching in the folds like sunlight clinging to late autumn leaves. The air was thick with the scent of jasmine candles and aged wine. Around me, laughter drifted in delicate waves, punctuated by the clink of crystal glasses and the smooth hum of a live string quartet tucked into the corner. A charity event—intimate, sophisticated, curated to feel effortless. The kind of evening Morgan Blackstone might’ve once orchestrated not out of compassion, but for power. For influence. For optics.

“Perhaps this is more to your liking.” It flipped its other palm. This time, a golden crown adorned with glowing emeralds, jeweled rings, and charms spilled into a pile at its feet. “Anything your heart desires can be yours,” it whispered. “All you must do… is ask.” Charlene’s eyes burned like twin suns. “I do have a question,” she said calmly, hovering above the snow with her arms outstretched, fireballs still glowing. Her hair whipped around her face like a flame.

I dared not look at that particular guest in the eye, so I lowered my head instantly. But I soon heard a deep and cool voice. "Why did you go speed-dating behind my back? Do you prefer older people so that you can inherit their assets sooner?" Hold on, that voice sounded quite familiar! If anything, he sounded just like my boyfriend! I raised my head instantly. Holy shit, it really was Pierce! "This is all scripted, Pierce! It's a gig that I've accepted. You should get out of that seat; that place is reserved for the older ladies."

Alex POV. I think I'm in love, I think I'm really, really in love with my daddy. Emilio is just perfect, I always thought I'll end up with a nobody like me, but then he came along, this lifestyle, I love it. It's a way to cope with everything, it's way to feel stress-free, and who am I kidding it's fun.

Sophia said, “Your moral compass seems to match your looks. Can Quintus handle it?" Charlene replied, "What do you mean? Am I not pretty enough? Not enough to make his moral compass follow my beauty?" "In my eyes, you are gorgeous. But you must make Quintus think you're beautiful too. You must captivate him completely," Sophia replied. Charlene rolled her eyes in exasperation, "Isn't this going in circles again? If I could captivate him completely, why would I need your help?"