Charles Calvin Novels & Stories

"And if you look at two people in love their whole lives, living wonderful lives and helping others, will you see more of the devil than God in their lives? I don't think you understand who God and the devil are." "I didn't say I didn't believe in the Bible," Charles said. "I said most of my beliefs are not centred on statements made by the Bible. I make reference to the Bible simply because you are a Christian. If you weren't, I wouldn't." "How do you know that this isn't the devil whispering in your ear, saying, 'gay people should be denied marriage and made miserable. Gay people should be forbidden the sacraments and true happiness.' Doesn't that sound like the devil to you?"

Hayden struggled out of Calven's surprisingly choking and tight grip to freedom, and when he finally let go, Hayden fell to the ground. He flinched painfully at the sharp force he landed on the ground with and rolled his eyes. “What exactly was I supposed to do? He sold off my late wife's possession and I am meant to be happy with that!” He growled not ready to admit fault. Calvin was known popularly never to admit his wrongs nor his faults and would always argue till the other person gave up and what he was going to do.

Faced with Adrian’s question, Charles no longer displayed the same level of confidence he had last night and seemed extremely serious instead. “I won’t,” Charles replied. Adrian smiled and said, “In that case, let me ask you this… Are you a two-faced person? Are you the kind of guy who preaches about peace but is secretly conspiring for the world to be thrown into chaos?” Charles panicked, raised his head, and looked at Adrian, saying, "Sir, Kayn is a good friend of mine and we both share the same dream. This is why I took him to the church as a refugee. I honestly have no idea what he has done.”

he asked calmly. For the first time since she entered the room, her head shot up to look at him, she had expected a lot of other reactions, but not this calmness. Caleb wasn’t reputed to be the most patient or rational Alpha at that, he was known for snapping at pack members randomly and having a volatile temperament. This calm, collected man sitting in what was Caleb’s chair was a far contrast from who he really was, or at least who he was known to be, “Sir? Yes..yes, that is all sir.”

But he will follow them to the location as one of the friends of nr Tom, Rachel's late Father and Mr Calvin Calvin's reputation as a successtul businessman and as a representative of the people in the House of Representatives was well known throughout the village as well as his reputation for being quite well off at such a young age. But everyone feels sorry for his marital life which is always destroyed. His wife left him with another man and his second wife died giving birth to their child. This made him frustrated and did not want to get married. But it seems that this time he can't let go Jennifer's beauty and youthful blood.

Calder has done nothing but remind me why I hate him but at the same time his voice makes me shutter with heat when ever he walks around like a overprotective dog barking at any man who comes close enough to me. Just last week Jimmy on of the men who stands guard when I'm outside gave me a chocolate chip cookie and told me him mom makes them and send them to him. All we were doing is talking and out came Calder like his dick was on fire and sent poor Jimmy to the cells for a month to look after who ever he has down there. Right now I'm sitting in the library flipping through the last few pages of some random book when in walks the king of all assholes himself. "There's a dress and shoes in y

A single word from Calvin was enough to show that he was in no mood for idle conversation. Marshal had followed Calvin’s leadership for many years. He had worked closely with several powerful figures in the President’s family and understood their temperaments precisely because he was skilled at reading between the lines. His ability to observe and his own strength had allowed him to hold his position in Grand Empire. The moment he heard Calvin’s tone, he knew it was best to get straight to the point.

Marianne smiled and said, “Mr. Wade, although you did not graduate from university, you must have read many books, right? You even know about the unpopular school of thoughts related to the three souls.” Charlie laughed in a self-deprecating manner and said, “I did not read many books. I have been struggling at the bottom of society for twenty years, so how could I have had so much time and energy to read more books? I only know about this because my father told me about it when I was young.”

When Yvonne let her hair down and took off those Coke-bottle glasses, she was a knockout. “What the hell are you doing to my wife, Charles?” Calvin asked as he approached them. “And what the hell are you doing here?” His thick, dark hair was combed down with a side part. He was a few inches taller than Charles and bulkier in width. Charles kept his arm around Yvonne’s shoulders. It was fun to get a rise out of Calvin every now and again. “Nice to see you too, Calvin,” he said with a smirk. “I came to support the cause. I was talking to Yvonne about making a donation.”

His chest tightened as it dawned on him how his older brother often asked about Raelyn. However, it never occurred to him because when Charles revealed his relationship with Raelyn, the first thing Calvin said back then was, "Why are you dating a lowlife?" Calvin was the one who opposed their relationship the most, and he influenced their parents.