Charles Calvin Novels & Stories

Tori Culpepper's mission to find out who was responsible for the murder of her father and stepmom is not going well. After a traumatic meeting with her hateful and exploitative stepbrother, Alex, who claims to have news of her missing sister, Fran, she falls prey to the charms of her boss. Calvin Phillips of the North Shore pack was once her prime suspect. He is the most eligible Alpha in the territory and his nightclub, Remus, has contributed to his wealth and near celebrity status. "You know this was a one night stand, don't you? We have to keep it professional." Despite his hurtful words, Tori is hopeful that Calvin will help her uncover the truth. Justice seems as out of reach as ever when she is abducted. Will she ever learn who was behind it - and will the truth be more than she can bear?

Heartbroken after her breakup with James, Charlotte seeks refuge at a club, where a one-night stand with billionaire Charles Goldberg leaves him obsessed with her. He’s drawn to the star-shaped birthmark on her back but never sees her again. Charlotte’s life spirals when she loses her job as an actor and faces financial ruin. Raised by her mother, who told her her father died young, Charlotte fights to stay afloat while supporting her sister, Olivia, in college. Desperate, she concocts a risky plan with her best friend Emma: disguise herself as a man to land a job at Charles Goldberg’s company, unknowingly setting the stage for a dangerous game of deception. As Charlotte juggles her secret identity at the company, Charles begins obsessively searching for the mystery woman, unaware that the “man” in his company is the same person. Meanwhile, a rival billionaire’s daughter, infatuated with Charles, complicates the game. As Charlotte’s secrets unravel, her life threatens to implode under the weight of her lies and growing desire for Charles.

Arielle's life turns upside down when her mother marries Charles Salvatore, a wealthy businessman with a dark past. At the wedding, she meets Ian, Charles's handsome but troubled son, with whom she shares a passionate and forbidden night. Unbeknownst to Arielle, Ian is engaged to Savannah Lytehall, a stunning socialite and heiress. As Arielle navigates her complicated feelings for Ian, she uncovers a web of secrets and lies within the Salvatore family. Charles's ruthless ambition and Ian's tortured past threaten to destroy their lives. Torn between loyalty to her mother and her growing attraction to Ian, Arielle must confront the darkness that surrounds them. With its twists and turns, this story explores themes of family, power, and forbidden love. As Arielle and Ian struggle to resist their attraction, they must confront the consequences of their desires and the secrets that bind them.

At the dinner celebrating our fifth wedding anniversary, I held the pregnancy test report in my pocket, planning to surprise my CEO husband. However, the moment the doors opened, I froze. A stunning woman stood there with her arm intimately linked through my husband's. She clung to Charles Lawrence with the ease and confidence of someone who clearly belonged at his side, carrying herself like the lady of the house. Neither Charles nor the guests found it strange. If anything, they seemed entertained. Someone even joked, "Mr. Lawrence and Ms. Cooper aren't just ideal partners at work. Their chemistry is something to admire as well. I've personally reserved the presidential suite at Jubilee City's finest resort for Mr. Lawrence tonight. You can be sure no one will disturb you." Fiona blushed and slipped shyly into Charles's arms. He lowered his head and kissed her hard. They fit together so naturally, so intimately, that the sight was unbearably glaring. My thoughts flashed back to the night before, when Charles had pressed me into the bed. In that moment, I had caught sight of a strange message sent by someone named Fiona: [Everyone in the company thinks we've slept together.] Charles had explained that Fiona was only his assistant, a forty-year-old woman, and that the message was nothing more than a punishment from a lost game, a foolish dare. That explanation had dissolved my suspicion and anger. Then, I finally saw the truth. I was the one who had lost everything. Inside my pocket, the pregnancy report was crushed into a tight ball. I forced the tears back, stepped away, and opened the invitation from the National Aerospace Research Institute on my phone. Without hesitation, I tapped Accept. Three days later, I would vanish completely from Charles's world.

After Calvin’s older brother passed away, he devoted himself to taking care of his brother’s wife and daughter. He justified it by saying that ‘family should look out for each other.’ To others, the three of them looked just like a close, happy family. When my mother was on her deathbed, he was busy comforting his sister-in-law, who had been brought to tears by her own son. I knelt on the floor, crying and begging him, “My mom is dying. Please, just visit her one last time, I am begging you!” However, Calvin’s voice was ice-cold as he snapped back, “Tell your mom to die later! I am busy!” I waited for two whole hours, and in the end, my mother never got to see her son-in-law one last time. Broken and exhausted, I finally asked for a divorce. “Why don’t the three of you just stay together and enjoy your happy little family.”

Everyone in the social circle of Kingsford said I was nothing more than a lapdog raised by Charles Mankin. I was always at his beck and call. I did every filthy, ludicrous thing for him under the sun. When he street raced, I rode shotgun. When he drank himself senseless, I made him hangover soup. When he chased girls, I prepared protection for them. Over time, everyone knew: Charles had a dog who never ran, never bit back, no matter how hard he kicked. They all said I must be madly in love with him. Even Charles started to believe it. So he pushed further, more freely, more cruelly, crossing lines as if they never existed. Then came my twenty-fifth birthday. He, in a rare stroke of mercy, said he'd celebrate it with me. But instead, what he got was the news that I was leaving the country. He went berserk, charging through the airport like a man possessed. I peeled his fingers off my wrist one by one, smiling like I'd never been happier. "Don't be stupid," I told him, still smiling. "That was never love." That night, Charles smashed apart his family home like a rabid dog.

During the college entrance exam, everyone else is writing on their exam sheets nonstop. Meanwhile, I'm all cooped up in a toilet stall while playing games on the phone. When faced with the reporters who are posted outside the exam venue, I tell them confidently, "I'm definitely getting into a prestigious college." Upon hearing my answer, my parents, who have just accepted me back into their elite family, can't help but grin from ear to ear. Even the fake heir, Charles McKinnon, is unable to suppress his elation. I just smile without saying anything else. Then, I sign the guaranteed admission confirmation form that my teacher has fought hard to secure for me before the start of the exam. In my previous lifetime, my parents had bound a score-swapping system to me and Charles. Charles replaced me as a student in Yarvyn College. But I couldn't even get into a regular community college. Just like that, I became the laughingstock of my previous high school. Charles even took the lead in slandering me for cheating in my previous exams. Unable to handle the pressure, I jumped off a school building and died. In this lifetime, I'll give Charles a taste of what it feels like to come last in the entire city!

WARNING: THE BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENTS! Maryna has spent her entire life stuck in an unrequited love for the Penston Pack’s Alpha as well as his childhood friend, Calvin. She did everything to have him and went as far as to sit in the Luna position to do his paperworks, conquer packs, and in the end, gave him all the credit. To be frank, she was madly in love. Everything was great until Calvin found his very own soulmate — not someone who was simply the Luna, arranged as his partner — but his soulmate — a living counterpart a werewolf could ever have. Maryna’s world crumpled to pieces, so much that the only thing she wants is to fix herself — to bring back all the pieces taken from her and run away. And in order to do that, she has to marry a higher position that even Calvin could never stop. Maryna has to marry the Alpha King. Only for convenience, of course. Or . . . Is she supposed to expect something else? (DISCLAIMER: Most dialogues are modernized)

Emma Henson was arranged to get married to Charles Hills but was cruelly rejected at the altar by him, Charles walked up to Emma's stepsister wrapped his hand around her, and said to Emma "I want your sister, not you" Emma smiled, fought back her tears, and walked up to the tall strange man standing in the crowd, she stood on her tiptoes and whispered in his ears "Please accept this ring and save my face, we can divorce later" The stranger smiled and pulled out his hand as Emma slipped in the ring, Emma walked up to Charles and stepsister with a gloomy face, and she said to them "I'll make the both of you regret what you did to me" Emma looked hands with the stranger as they walked to the altar and exchanged their vows, "You may now kiss your bride," The priest said and the crowd was stunned, Emna looked back and saw Charles and her stepsister looking at her with mockery faces, she smiled and pulled the stranger down to her height and without warning she kissed him, Emma thought the stranger would push her away But was surprised when he pulled her closer by the waist and deepened the kiss, the crowd was stunned Unknown to Emma, the stranger is the richest and most dangerous multi-billionaire, known as Valmore El-Alfa, he has claimed her and those who betrayed her must pay

"Have sex with me," Mustering all her courage, she said in a very desperate tone. It was not a request but it was more of a command. Emily Greyson, no boyfriend since birth, has never been dated, never been touched, and never been kissed. A certified virgin asking boldly to a superstar whom she held dearly in her heart. "You are not worthy of me!" Charles Adam exclaimed disgustingly. His cold eyes bore deeply into her. Despite his strong rejection, Emily held her chin high then her trembling hands started to undress herself in front of him. Emily was going to marry his brother but she didn’t love him. She would only do it for Charles because she loved him so much but he never loved her back. Charles had a woman he loved and he was going to marry her. Emily’s silk nightgown dropped on the floor leaving her body covered only with her white laced underwear. Charles’s cold eyes scanned her hourglass figure with flawless glossy skin. “Get out!” He roared. “No! I demand you to grant what I want! If you don’t agree then let’s forget the wedding!” Emily refuted. Suddenly, Charles walked forward exuding a very dangerous aura. Her body instantly shivered out of fear but she held her ground. “You are getting bolder, Emily. How dare you threaten me?” He suddenly scooped her like a bag of potatoes. When she thought, he was going to throw her outside, he tossed her to his bed.